Imana ni nziza

Two years ago today, God answered my unspoken prayer and forever changed my heart. In a moment, I knew in a way I had never known before, that I was seen and known by Father God - the Creator of the universe and the one who truly holds my heart. 

On Friday, August 11, 2017, I was in Rwanda. I had spent the past five days loving vulnerable kiddos and having the most ridiculous fun dancing together to the beat of the drum while listening to their voices lifted in praise. That afternoon I said goodbye to camp…and to William. I hadn’t expected to care so deeply or to be virtually brokenhearted because we were leaving. It was my first trip to Africa and God had rocked my world. Literally. I knew I wouldn’t see those campers again - that God had given us just a few days to be together as a family. I had been fully present and made the most of every moment. That Friday, I prayed a blessing over the teens and asked God to be big and mighty and powerful in each of their lives. I reminded them that they are seen and known and loved, and as I prayed I intentionally released each camper into His hands. He would be faithful to carry them. 

Sunday morning came and we drove back toward the village for church. It was a wonderful service - full of joy and some dancing. I still get chill-bumps when I think about that Sunday. After attending church we drove to meet up with the rest of the team and Pastor Joseph and as we pulled up the dirt road, I saw William running toward me. I was overcome with tears and gratitude - I held that boy tight and told him how much I loved him repeatedly. It was a gift from God I will never forget…one more hug, one more moment, one more song.

Two years later, I can still see their faces and hear their voices. They are forever a part of my story - a part of me. When certain songs are part of worship, I am instantly transported back to camp, it is the strangest out of body experience and one I hope I will cherish time and time again. While the music plays and my heart rejoices - I am simultaneously dancing, hugging, & smiling at those kids. There is nothing better. 

I am not in Rwanda today; but my heartbeat has forever changed because of the time I spent there. This year, in celebration of the deep transformation and life-changing work the Lord has done, I decided it was time to make the story visible for all to see. I have been forever marked. Imana ni nziza. God is so good.