Written by Megan Matuszak
I fall in love multiple times a day. Waking up to the chill of Kenyan air and the peace that the silence of morning brings prepares my heart and mind for the adventure God is sure to bring. More than any beauty a landscape could ever bring to my eyes is the pure joy I find in these kids. I can only imagine what I am going to feel when I have my own children… I want to hug and love each child I see, indiviually with every ounce of strength I have in my body. My heart breaks for them and all I keep thinking is that I can never love them enough and I can never help them enough. There is a power in poverty that I have never witnessed prior to this trip. To place everything that means anything into the hands of God and surrendering your lifeto Jesus with complete trust in knowing and believing He is the True Provider, is one of the most beautiful and passionate testimonies my eyes and heart have ever seen. If I can live my life for God the way these people and especially these children have shown me, there is no doubt that my future will be filled with peace and hope despite any obstacle I may face. To battle past any language barrier and to look beyond any differences in the color of our skin and connect through the love that I have for these kids and thelove that we share for God has been one of the most amazing experiences of my life. I know that God is providing me a mere glimpse at the passionate, unconditional love He has for me and the grace and forgiveness He so willingly gives because of His desire to know my heart. I see Him… I see God in the faces of these babies. Each time I meet a child something in me shines. All exhaustion, pain, hunger, or difficulty I may be facing disappears at the sight of a black baby covered in dirt from head to toe with tattered clothing running towards me with a smile and open arms. How could I ever deny God after embracing a beautiful miracle He placed in this world and in my life?
