Dreaming again

Shortly after arriving for my second stay at the Tania Centre in 2014, I began second-guessing what I was doing here and if God could really use me in Kenya.  I felt ill-equipped to make a positive difference in the lives of these people.  But then I was reminded by a good friend that being the presence of God to these kids was more than enough.

This week, as I arrived for my three-year stay at the Tania Centre, I was again met with a feeling of inadequacy.  As I've gotten re-aquainted with the staff and listened to what's been happening lately at the Centre, I've been hearing about big, God-sized dreams for these children and this Centre.  Dreams that they want me to be a part of and help orchestrate.  Dreams that, again, I feel ill-equipped to help realize.

But, this year, feeling too small for the dream only excites me.  I was too small for my own dream, but I'm typing this from the porch of the office at the Tania Centre, 3-year work permit in hand, watching the dust rise from Ole Teeka Road after a rare car drove past.  Because my God was not too small for this dream.  I walked up to the school and saw cows grazing on the playground, hugged children who I love and who love me, because my God was not too small for this dream.  And I have no doubt that he won't be too small for the dreams we're dreaming for these next three years at the Tania Centre.

I invite you to come alongside us and dream with us for these next three years and beyond.  Follow my blog, sign up for my newsletter, and/or join my financial support team.  I can't wait to see how these dreams God is planting here at the Tania Centre begin to grow over the next three years.

"I am a little pencil in the hand of a writing God, who is sending a love letter to the world"  --Mother Teresa