"africa gets in your blood...and once its in, its hard to get it out." i heard someone say this the other day and all i could think was "amen to that!" tonight i was talking with one of my teammates and he informed me that he does indeed like africa very much. he is even possibly considering some long term stuff here versus his original plans.

the "dark continent"...it flows heavy in my veins and i have not been able to shake it since my first affair with it in 2002. yet as i sit and ponder where God may have me in the future...after my next year of school...i really have no idea. i pray that it is africa down the road somewhere...and i pray more specifically for a certain part of africa...but tonight as i sit here thinking about it, i have to confess that i am scared. do i really want to go it alone? will i really go it alone if it comes to that point? some days that question weighs very heavily on my mind and stretches my faith like no other. but when it stares me in the face, i cling to the knowledge that God is good...and knows what He is doing...for He has placed this heart in me and only He knows where it will lead.