Because you are young...

This past week was spent with the children at Mother Blessing's orphanage home. I was really excited to be going back this year since last year we only spent a few minutes with them.When I arrived at the home they all sang songs for me and welcomed me with open arms. I was amazed at how many kids faces I remembered and how many of them remembered me! Every night at 7pm we had devotion and they asked me to speak Wednesday night. I chose: 

1 Timothy 4:12

"Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in conduct, in love, in faith and in purity."

I explained to them how important it is to set a Godly example for the younger kids. I told them that this was the verse that got me back to Liberia. I was feeling really discouraged as people were telling me I was too young for such big plans, but as I kept reading this verse I knew God was on my side. He doesn't care how old you are, He only cares if you  are being obedient..and obedient I am. I made sure they understood that they can have big dreams too. I have be inspired by these kids (must which are younger than me) have such an amazing spirit and fire about them. I have been touched by their kindness, smiles, laughter and love. When I read the verse and then looked up at their faces, I knew I was telling them something they had already learned. These kids are role models, not just to younger children...but to me. Oh how I wish I could have been obedient to Christ at the age of 8 like so many of them. 

By the end of the week I managed to remember everyone's names and they call me "Sis Molly." I now an apart of an amazing family.

The kids' attitudes of obedience and servitude is outstanding and I am trying to be more and more like the role models they are everyday. 

Dirty Feet

Five days in Africa and my fingernail polish is worn off, I have a million mosquito bites and my feet are always dirty. I go to bed sweating and I wake up sweating. I take a bucket bath, get out and start sweating again. I really truthfully don't mind the sweating all that much, mainly because everyone in Liberia is sweating just as much as I am. So far I have accomplished; visiting Mother Victoria's orphanage, visiting a school, rode almost five pehn-pehns(motorcycle taxis), went to an African Sunday service and every meal has been an African dish. I would say I am officially a Liberian. I'm starting to feel more and more at home while walking down the streets and having people recognize me; even though I am the only white girl around town! Being back in Liberia is the most amazing feeling, I know this is where God wants me. If only I could fly my whole entire family here with me. Luckily I have their hands. As I've gone throughout these first few days I've found myself reading Romans 1:16 over and over again.

"For I am not ashamed of the gospel, because it is the power of God that brings salvation to everyone who believes."

So today, Papaw Barbee; I put my hand in yours...forever. You are my hero, you have taught me to be courageous and to never give up on my dreams. In 1985 you came to Liberia and never got to finish what you set out to do. God's plan is so perfect and complete that only He would send me to finish His work in the country of Liberia. I am proud to be called your grand-daughter and humbled to be apart of God's plan that was started with you and has came down to me.

I am NOT ashamed of the gospel. I am NOT ashamed of the Power of God. 

I am NOT ashamed to travel thousands of miles from home to get my feet a little dirty.

I am NOT ashamed.