“Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.”

— Psalm 143:8

I am moving to Africa…

It doesn’t even sound real yet, but it does feel like a long time coming. For as long as I can remember, I have felt the desire to live & serve in Africa. It was never a matter of going, but rather a matter of when & how. I knew from a young age that I wanted to work with kids in my future, so I went and got my teaching degree. Right after graduation, I went to Niger for a month to see firsthand what life in Africa was like & let me tell you, absolutely every part of that trip felt like a confirmation. A confirmation of things to come & the desires God had placed on my heart. However, I also felt that the timing just wasn’t right. While I knew my desire to live in Africa wasn’t going anywhere, it simply wasn’t my time yet. God had some more work to do in my life.

If I’m being honest, 2019 was the hardest, most difficult year of my life so far. But God, knew exactly what he was doing. Molding. Refining. Shaping me for things to come. Fast forward to this past Christmas when the timing felt RIGHT. So began the intense process of applying to a number of international schools and organizations to pursue this dream of teaching overseas and living in Africa. I had no idea where God would lead me, I simply knew this: I want to teach in Africa & I’m ready to go this year.

So, I applied all over. The east coast, the west coast and in between. If I were to count the many hours spent working on applications, having Skype interviews, typing so many emails with ALL the questions, the total hours spent would seem like I picked up a part time job!

Yet, HERE WE ARE. There is so much more I could share about my journey to this point, however, it all comes back to the verse I put at the top of this post. “For in you I trust, make me know the way I should go.” And He did. If I’m being honest, the day before the interview with the school in Kenya, I thought I would be going to the coast of west Africa, but God had another plan. As soon as I answered the phone to that interview, I knew I was moving to Kenya. I had this indescribable sense of peace wash over me. God came through. As he always does- in His timing.

So there you have it folks, in short, I’m moving to Kenya in July of this year to teach at West Nairobi School. And I couldn’t be more excited. I hope you stay tuned for all that’s to come. 🙂