I've never been afraid to enter an unknown country. It's so funny because I have held on to so much fear my entire life. Fear of the dark, closed rooms, everything. Tonight a little of that fear tried to creep back in when I heard the news about the terrorist threat in Kenya. I thought selfishly for a moment. I didn't want anything to prevent me from getting back there after Christmas.
So let's just play a little if game here. If this terrorism continues up through Christmas and I end up having to make the decision of whether to go or not, I will still go.
Why would I dare put myself in harms way? I honestly believe the Lord has called me to the daughters of Kenya. There is so much that He wants me to do there. I believe that God has opened too many doors and opportunity for this upcoming trip for me to say No. If He closes the door for me to go at the last minute, so be it; I will obey Him. However, if He still wants me to go, then I'm going whether there is danger or not.
See. I'd rather die trying to save a life than save my life and have someone die without Him.
Dangerous situations will come but as my little cousin said when she texted me tonight, "God has it all taken care of!"