It’s strange to think that a land so barren of prosperity, a land so stricken with misfortune could captivate the mind and heart of a man so immersed by 21st Century American culture. But that is the case with me. I never would have guessed that Africa’s impact on my life was so colossal. Before going, I diminished the importance of my trip. I heard many people tell me that this trip would be life changing, but it didn’t really stick. I felt I would be bored a couple days into the trip, that I would be ready to go home half way through it the same as any other mission. But Africa was different. The people were different. There was almost a mystical power that hovered amongst the people and the land. Not mystical in a devilish sense, but in a God inspired/moving sense. The people are so in tune spiritually, that when we spoke of Jesus, they believed instantly. Their hearts are for truth. It’s as if they already know the truth in their heart, they just need someone to speak it to their mind. The harvest is ripe and ready for the reaping. In this time of upheaval in western society, rather than looking to western culture and history, why don’t we look to other cultures for answers. Maybe they hold some keys to our problems. We are all God’s children no matter what culture we come from. We all have baggage, and we all have gifts. Our task is to give him the baggage, and open the gifts.
It is truly amazing how God opens our eyes to see Him when we serve Him. We have all been given given gifts and I pray we all find ways to use them to spread the gospel and bring glory to God. Serving Him is a life changing experience because He taps into our heart and connects it to His. Blessings!