Prayer

Waking up this morning in Arusha was very strange. I already miss Alexis, Jackie, Leban, Papa Dao, Mama Irene, other Africa YL leaders, and the other members of our team. My day feels incomplete without being able to walk out on to the point in Legho to be still and get ready for the day.

The end of our time in Legho was wonderful! On our last night, we had an early dinner and all went out to the point for fireside worship and share time. The setting was truly unbelievable and picturesque; Kilimanjaro's silhouette visible with the sun setting beside her creating a pink reflection on the glaciers at the peak, fire blazing, and everyone together. As we worshipped, children from nearby houses gathered with us. It was a perfectly African gathering with people of all ages, races, backgrounds, and languages. Every represented group expressed gratitude and appreciation for everyone else. We took time to pray for YL in Tanzania and NW Atlanta. We prayed for all of those who have served us on the trip through driving, cooking, carrying water, and more. We prayed for family and friends at home. We also prayed for each other. Prayer is the foundation for all things in Africa. Prayer is how they start and finish everything. It has made me think a lot about our approach to life in Atlanta. Why are we not more prayerful? Is it our pride, our disbelief, our ego, our fear, or our inhibitions?

"Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your request to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:6-7

Love,
Elizabeth