Last week marked three months since I got back from India. Honestly. I’m having a hard time believing I’ve been home for three weeks. Before I went to India, I promised myself (and anyone else who would listen!) that I wouldn’t get the travel bug and that my feet would forever remain on British soil.
I’m such a liar.
Turns out, I quite like traveling. Okay, so maybe not the actual ‘traveling’ part of it (do you remember the interesting journey I had to take to even get to India?!) but I do like meeting the people, getting to know the culture, and even the food wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be!
More than anything else in the world right now, I want to go back. Or at least, I want to go somewhere. I encountered Jesus in such a way that I can’t forget while I was in this place. I still can’t fully process in my mind just what happened when I was there.
So much has happened in the last three months. I went back to college to finish my last ever term as a student, and before I could turn around, it was time for our valedictory service. I’m not a student anymore!
Because I’ve known that the end of college was so near, I’ve been gently pushing doors on a few different trips, to different places to do different things, but none of them have given me that sense of peace, where God says “Come on, Shelley. This is the adventure I want to take you on!”. So I keep looking. And praying. And getting very frustrated at spending too long on England. And, just as only God can, the perfect opportunity landed in my lap.
Well…in my inbox.
Last summer, I sponsored beautiful eighteen year old Dorcus from Kenya through Compassion in memory of my wonderful nan, who passed away when I was fifteen. I chose Dorcus for two reasons: the first reason is that she shares a birthday with my nan, and I loved this connection. Secondly, Dorcus struggles at school. When I was in secondary school, I struggled a lot, in a different way to Dorcus, but school wasn’t great for me. It was my nan that I would want to talk to about it, and it was my Nan who always encouraged me. I wanted to be the support to Dorcus that my nan was to me, so I decided to sponsor her.
Because of this special connection between Dorcus and my nan, I knew that I had to get out to Kenya to meet this precious young woman before she graduates the programme in 2018. I had no idea how I could possibly make this work, until around two weeks ago. I received an email from the lovely folk at the Compassion UK office, inviting me to travel with them to Kenya, to see firsthand the work they are doing and with the opportunity to meet Dorcus!
I called the office yesterday and paid my deposit, so now I can officially say that I’ll be spending a week in November in Kenya! My goodness, our God’s plans are so much more exciting than ours!
Before I was even guaranteed a place, God was already orchestrating some pretty incredible things. Because of the nature of my job, getting the time off, in many ways, was going to be the easy part. Finding the money, however, was the challenge. The morning after I received the email from Compassion (so before I was even guaranteed a place on the trip!), my mum was having a conversation with some friends, who later gave me £200 towards my trip! They’ve visited Kenya, and were amazed at all God was doing there, and they didn’t want me to miss out because of finances, so they gave me this money! This money alone nearly covered the deposit, so now there is no way I can be worried about God not providing for this trip.
I don’t really have any other details right now, but I can’t put into words how excited I am to be a part of this wonderful ministry, and a part of this trip! It’s such a relief to finally be able to make it public knowledge that I’m going, now it’s all been made official!
Please, please, join me in praying that all of the details would work out, that the money will come through, and everything will be, like India, just beautiful.