Africa, Part Deux

As I sit here in an Atlanta hotel room, I can hardly contain my anticipation. A mixture of emotions, no doubt - excitement, joy, compassion, determination, love. Even nostalgia. Tomorrow morning I leave for Africa, back to the same area I was at one year ago tonight. Yes, it's Part Deux. (I shamelessly stole this blog title idea from my friend Tommy...specifically, this post from today.)

I don't know what to expect. What happens when you go back to the same site, one where God grabbed your heart before? Do you pick up right where you left off? Is there a new passion that will hit from out of left field? How will it be to meet and pray with sponsored children?

You know, while those thoughts run through my mind, none of them matter. Because it's not about me. It's about what God wants to do in the lives of the fatherless in Africa. I am blessed, blessed, blessed that he has decided to include me.

And so I am ready. If I get good wireless access, I'll try to post some while I'm there. If not, I'll update after I get back.

Let's get it going!