Little Forest Travel

How the story began.

A while ago I have spoken to a pastor, someone I have respected and admired. He asked me what I wanted to do with my life when the kids are grown. I said that maybe I want to go and work in Africa. My heart is in Africa. He said a similar thing. He wants to serve in a third world country. Later that year he went to Africa to visit a project his church supported. I had a dream that night. Where im working there. And he walked passed. I don’t know if that was a promise from God that my life will be fruitful or my if it was my own mind and wants. I believe in Gods promises. I believe that He send people on my way to show me where to go. A spark was set in me and I’ve started to google. Where can I be used in what I am good at. Not preaching. Something I have skills for. I found an organisation that takes medical staff to Arusha Tanzania. But I can’t do it right? My kids are little.

Weeks later I was sitting next to the soccer field, particularly hurt by someone I’ve trusted and followed. A mentor, a friend, someone I have loved dearly. The kids were not behaving very well, and my heart had enough. I sat down and told my dentist friend, I am over life. Im about to pack my things and go and work in remote Africa. Ive told her about Tanzania. She said: “I am coming with you”. And she meant it.

We sent a few emails. Drew up a CV and got a police clearance and it was set in stone. We are going. I was not sure if it was just an 2 week adventure for her, but for me it was the beginning. A way to go and see. To experience. To learn. To follow Gods plan for me. We are going.