I am back to my home onboard the Africa Mercy. I'm keep catching myself calling it home, but it truly is with my adopted Gateway family and friends from all over the world. It is where I eat, sleep, and work- what I call my triathlon training. Africa is where my heart is the happiest right now as I serve the Lord. Even in this life, I have ups and downs, but its worth it to see healing come to the people of Benin. To see relief for a man with a hernia, a new smile on a cleft lip baby, new sight to the blind, and to see a death sentence from a tumor erased for good. Most of all, to see God's healing power overcome not only the physical ailments, but the dark forces that are binding the country of Benin. This place I call home, needs prayer from all of us. Pray for the crew onboard the Africa Mercy to stay strong and finish the outreach well. For people of Benin to feel and know the love of God. Pray we do not just leave the country with just temporary changes, but transformations and eternal impressions on the people of Benin.
Flying from Paris to Benin- As we were approaching the city of Cotonou, I could see the Africa Mercy at the port outside my window. With tears in my eyes, I knew I was home.