The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness...

I have successfully found the courage to sleep upstairs by myself for the past 4 nights. Before, I have to admit, I was afraid, seeking refuge in the room of a 2-year-old. There are however still aftershocks happening. This morning I was in the shower...and of course, an aftershock.

You can check out an article I wrote for Food for the Hungry here: Staff in DRC Shaken Up

This picture of me is on the top of the FHI building, with Bukavu and Lake Kivu in the background. I like to spend some of my lunch time up on the roof. As you can see, it's quite a view.

While I am so confident of being in this place and I have peace about serving here at this time, to be honest, the past week has been a bit of a struggle. Post-earthquake paranoia has taken some of my good sleep, and some realities have been hitting hard. Yet I am encouraged and reminded no matter where I am led, whether its Wheaton, IL or Bukavu, DRCongo, that my service is possible only because He is faithful. My call is to have a willing heart.

The picture here of the children and the fallen wall gives you an idea of just a little of the earthquake damage. The view of the school is right outside of my office window -- I am blessed each morning to hear the children sing. However serious this may be, this is just one of many examples of earthquake aftereffects.

Currently, I'm sleep-deprived. But I wanted to leave you with what has been encouraging me.

The LORD gives strength to his people;
the LORD blesses his people with peace.
Psalm 29:11

The view outside my window.