Many say they live vicariously through my stories. Others ask if it s easy to live so far from home with next to no ‘conveniences’? Others think I’m living on one big roller coater ride with constant sheer and adventure. And yet others say they’d “Never be able to do this”!

I say God called me and that is why and how I find myself living in a mud hut in the middle of ‘Tim Buck Two’… Africa! Which lies an abundance of questions from others.

“Did you hear His voice?

Or How do know His voice, or his WILL for your life? Etc.. etc…

The answer(s)…
God speaks through the Truth in His word (Bible) the most. Revealing verses of Truth, Peace, Wisdom, Faith and so on. He gives us all direct “words” to not only by in our day to day life, but also to embrace and live through.

Second, would be the still small voice (Holy Spirit) that Jesus promised to guide and direct us as His ’servants’.

Last, (the list could be endless)… Clouds, People, (burning bushes), silence etc… “Nothing in Impossible with God…”

He calls all of us, but few will GO! It’s not always easy, thrilling, or joy full. Yet when your heart desires to serve Him, He’ll provide all our needs and be our strength when we are weak.

I believe that’s half the reason I’m here in Africa, I’ve been placed in a situation where “I Keisha” can’t survive on my own, but rather I’m left with not other option but to rely on God’s Strength to get by day after day. The last eight months have been nothing more than smooth sailing in each and every aspect of life here in ZA. But I must say the wind has finally been taken out of every sail and the first real dose of emotional and mental exhaustion has finally taken its toll. I finally hit the bottom of the valley and I’ve been fighting my way up the valley wall (this past week in a half). After scraping and clawing with hopes of escaping, I finally realize I can’t fight this on my own, and it’s not a battle that I can win alone.

Psalms 23:4 & 6
verse4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou [art] with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me… 6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

God HAS CALLED YOU… but are you willing to go and do what ever it is He’s called you to do? Africa sounds fun, but it’s NOT easy!

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, our mission field is outside our bedroom window. God WILL use YOU just where you are! And remember an ocean is made out of thousands of drops, and one person can make a difference, no matter where you are in (that ocean).

My new mission field will be back in the states for the up coming four months. I meet with Heart of the Bride for the first two weeks to make sure we both agree and have like minds and hearts toward the mission field here in Zambia. If we both agree to move forward I’ll start training with HOB and MTI, along with visiting several states to inform my friends and family along with fund raising for my return to Zambia and new job description that HOB will set up.

For those of you that have donated financially thus far, I want to assure you that the money will be held in a reserve account until I return to Zambia, and I’ll be using my own personal finances for my travel and stay in the states.

I look forward and pray for the change to visit or see most of you during these up coming months, and wish each of you a Blessed and up coming summer in the mean time.

Thanks for all your prayers, support, encouragement, friendships, and love… It’s carried me along thus far, and I know that it will continue as I plan to return to Zambia for anther ‘long haul’.

As far as my life here has been… The police haven’t found my stolen belonging yet, because there were over 17 cold blood murders with in a mile radius of my ‘mud house’. And some of them were killed with an axe which one was left in my house the night my neighbor chased the robbers away. (Only God knows what would have happened had the Immigration not forced me to move the night before) Needless to say the police and investigators have bigger fish to fry (other than locating my lost goods). Regardless, I’m a bit depressed to have left the comfort and space of my own home and ‘family’ of friends that surrounded me there in the compound. Yet, I know this is for the best…

The charges and investigations of me and my ‘illegal pursuits with street children’ have come to an end, as we’ve agreed that I will only be on the streets with another Zambian and I’ll work under an official NGO when I return, not just on my own. In the mean time.

I’m currently living with another missionary family (The Walkers) who are from Florida and long term missionaries here. They work with Heart of the Bride and I’m so grateful that they have taken me in during this time of ‘homelessness’. HOB has placed them here to work with the children on the streets and they not only work with the boys, but also many of the girls, and children that are born from the street girls, which is what I’ll be joining forces with once I return.

So there you have it… another wild update in the world of Zambia, and they place I call ‘home’.

Until next time…