This is a big week for my team here is Busia! Over the last month we have spent time engaged in hut to hut ministry, working intensely with street children and farming among other things. We also had a great few days in Uganda camping along the beautiful Nile River and debriefing our time in Kenya so far. This week we are serving at a big crusade. Today we spent all morning just moving materials to set up a gigantic stage on the biggest field in Busia. Hundreds are coming to participate in a "great commision" conference, crusade and revival. Pray for a huge turnout, that the spirit moves and that my team will have energy cooking, cleaning, speaking, serving and praying from 7am until 11pm from Wednesday until Saturday.

Also pray for Brenda, a fourteen-year-old street girl I have become close to. This week we are proposing to her an option to become an apprentice with a seamstress in order to leave her life of prostitution and poverty.

I thought I would include a paragraph from my journal a couple weeks back...

With only about four weeks left of this adventure, the end is in sight. It is hard not to think about going home. It isn't that I want to go home, I love being here. I just have this made-up idea that there is something satisfying with old comforts and Western luxeries. It's funny because that is very much the same thought I had about going out onto "the field." Maybe, I thought, there is something different out there. Some kind of rawness about barefeet and rice that would satisfy my soul. It is raw and beautiful sometimes. The ministry satisfies like nothing else I know and the way my relationship with God has grown is addicting. But in this world I don't think I am suppose to get comfortable. It's only for a little while, anyways. It's wonderful to think that even if going home doesn't satisfy fully, and if comfort turns out to be uncomfortable, it's okay because in the end I'm going to a place that fufils. :)