Missionaries to a Generation

Fear Not!

My day started once again with an encouraging time of fellowship & vision casting over a cup of chai with my missionary host Mama Joyce, as she is known. She has such a burden for the poor, orphans & widows here. She prayed for safe journey & blessing over our meetings in Sikalame.

It took us several hours to lock down a 10 person shuttle since all the buses were booked and/or gone already. We set out to Ugunja,the province & city we would stay. After a 7 hour trip, which really wasn’t too bad, we had to leave the moderate comfort of the shuttle for a 14 passenger matatu they packed 27 of us for our 1 hour hop to Ugunja.

Although this isn’t my preferred way to travel, I am not foreign to if. It’s been a faithful experience on each of my trips. Besides being packed like a sardine, I am sure the exhaust was pumped into the cabin. If that isn’t bad enough, Kenyans are cold natured so the driver closed all the widows. The time of evening we were traveling is dinner time, so the air was filled with wood smoke. I hope you have a clear picture of me, trapped, gasping for every breathe, and a prime candidate for a cloister phobic, anxiety & panic attack from hell.

That exactly what came upon me and where it came from. It didn’t help that our driver felt playing chicken with a full matatu with oncoming traffic was fair game. I was in absolute distress and couldn’t figure out why, unless I was reminded of the accident and how satan tried to take me out. Now I wasn’t thousands of miles away. I am literally in his backyard and stirring things up for the Kingdom of God. Thankfully, my spirit knew exactly what to do, since my body and soul where paralyzed with fear.

I must have still been in shock, I almost didn’t hear Lawrence say we are here. When it registered, my soul and flesh went into immediate flight mode. I’m not sure how I climbed from the back over all those people in such tight space I barely fit to begin with. After I calm down with a cup if chai, I told Lawrence let’s not do that ever again.

My adventure is far from over and we still have much work to accomplish. Please continue to pray for me. I have moved passed today and forward to what God has in store for the remainder of my time here. I need His grace, mercy and favor. Stand with me as I stand on His word.

The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The LORD is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? When evildoers assail me to eat up my flesh, my adversaries and foes, it is they who stumble and fall. Though an army encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; though war arise against me, yet I will be confident. ~ Psalm 27:1-3

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