I am undone by the beauty and promise of the people I am encountering in Rwanda. I see creativity. Off to the side of the dirt road there is a small boy smiling as her plays with a bicycle rim, rolling it down the slight incline. I see necessity. The branches within reach have been stripped from the tree trunk to to be used for a fire to cook their meal. I see stacks of mud bricks being formed and placed in the sun to dry. I see sturdy tree branches and trunks being used as roof trusses. It seems every thing God has provided is needed for provision and shelter. I see hope and expectancy
trying my best to practice the ways of Jesus in the ordinary, everyday