"I need Africa more than Africa needs me."
these words have just changed my whole day around,
changed my whole mindset around and have
caused to consider life.
I need Africa
more than Africa
needs me.
I have long felt my heart drawn towards the people of Africa.
I haven't been very open about it, but I feel as though some
part of me already belongs with them. I want to help them,
I need to help them. But why?
Is it because of all the hurt and disease?
the poverty and loss of opportunity?
perhaps.
or perhaps it's just me.
I need Africa.
i NEED africa.
it's as simple as that.
I don't see myself as a missionary,
I don't think that's the right path for my life,
but I definitely see Africa in my future.
I have honestly considered the Peace Corp for
years now and I think that might be the way.
Go into Africa, working with those stricken by
HIV and AIDS, give of myself in ways I can't
even imagine. Love them, love them, love them.
the eyes of the children, maybe that's what draws me in.
or perhaps it's the joy despite all the hardships.
the dancing, the beauty, the simplicity and the
misery of it all. I need Africa.
this past year, I have realized just how blessed I am;
I live in a wonderful home. I am healthy, I have
running water and electricity- that is an absolute miracle!
why am I not more grateful?
I have so much, I am so blessed.
I have to share my blessings with others.
I have so much love in my heart,
that I just have to give it away
or my heart shall surely explode.
I need Africa.
there's just no question about it.