I have been traveling for days. I left Seattle on Friday afternoon and I am just now touching the ground in Lusaka, Zambia. Africa is a long way away from home! This song by Hillsong has been on repeat in my head for days.
I just love these lyrics and the truth. I'm crossing physical borders and entering into a foreign land, but so often I place borders on myself. I'm on a journalists trip with people who are real actual writers. People who get paid to write for magazines and newspapers. People who have deadlines and editors. I'm just a mom who decided to write a blog because her craft projects and ramblings were taking over the space where I was sharing family photos. I have complete faith in knowing that I am here, in Zambia with this group of people for a reason, though I would be lying if I didn't tell you that I placed the border around myself that felt like I wasn't good enough to be a part of this experience with these people, representing World Vision.
There is nothing short of God's hand on this trip and the details of it and I am trusting that I can go deeper and further than I could have ever dreamed of wandering, in a land that is filled with people who have stories that break the heart of God every day.