I am home safely!

Well, I am back in America. Hooray! I was able to get on a flight on Friday night and got home yesterday afternoon. It is great to be home, great to be with my family, and great to take a shower. Unfortunately I've been pretty sick. I have only gotten about 12 hours of sleep in the last five days, so that stinks. I am going to the doctor this afternoon.
My last week in Africa was spent in Kenya with Dolly and Eunice. It was a very relaxing week and I didn't spend much time doing 'missions' work. I think I still learned a lot though. Life needs balance. There are times in life where God asks us to just be; To just love him and love those around us. We can still be living sacrifices even if we aren't hanging out in slums and orphanages. I found delight and joy in the Lord and was able to accept his blessings and rest.
Now for the cool airplane stories. I got to the airport four hours early to try to get on my flight, and after waiting for over an hour and praying nearly the whole time, I got on. The first flight was from Nairobi to London and I flew with Josh. We both asked the people next to us if they would switch so we could sit together, and nobody wanted to. The woman i ended up sitting next to was a retired school teacher returning from a missions trip in Kenya. We were able to talk about our experiences and the things that we learned. She ended up asking the man next to her if he was a Christian, and he responded, "I'm Catholic." She proceeded to preach the gospel to him. Her boldness challenged me.
After a long layover, I boarded my next flight to Chicago. Someone was sitting in my seat, so I switched with him. He was with a group of adults who were returning from a missions trip in Romania (ironic, huh?). I began talking to the woman across the aisle from me and we just talked about the things we had been doing on our trips. Turns out her daughter was in Rwanda on a missions trip. Another woman has a daughter that is leaving for the Sudan in a few weeks, and who eventually wants to live in Africa. God totally intersected our paths so we could provide mutual encouragement to each other. At one point, me and two others were standing in the aisle just talking about the amazing things that God has done. I can only imagine what people thought of us, and I can only pray that God used us in ways we can't imagine. That group of adults gave me hope for the Church in America. It was wonderful to see a group of adults take time off from their everyday lives to go serve.
It is great to be home. I plan on working the rest of the summer. Here is another short God story. When i found out i was coming home early, I got in contact with my friend Liz to see if they needed help at Dicks so I could work. The day before I asked, one of their cashiers got a new job and said he could only work weekends, so his shift opened. Praise God!
I will probably update one more time by this weekend with overall reflections and stuff like that. So, check in one more time! Or you can give me a call or email and you can hear the full sha-bang!