I remember so clearly, back in March 2013, sitting in my cubicle in Minnesota. Winter was dragging on and on and on. I was looking at my pictures from my first trip to East Africa hanging on the walls. My heart swelled with peace and joy. My heart longed. The next thing I knew I was googling “orphanages in Tanzania” and before I knew it I was emailing back and forth with the founder of a baby home in Arusha.
My initial interest stated I was thinking about coming to volunteer for a month. This way I could (hopefully) keep my job. A month away isn’t all that long. I would still be able to return to my normal life. My 9-5. My comfortable house. My friends and community.
But then I felt God ask a big question. He said, “Do you dare to give up comfortable?” And I remember thinking about that for a long time. The next email I sent to the founder said, “What if I am thinking about coming for a year….”
Well… I’m still here.