It was like 2 or 3 pm , we had just finished our big party for like 3 or 4 thousand kids. I was standing at the back side of this field collecting trash and I stood up and looked out over this valley. I was physically exhausted, wet, dirty, sticky, hungry, dehydrated, dizzy, lonely, a little bit scared, frustrated with people.. but at the same time I had peace and contentment, and I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be; right at the place God wanted me. If only for a moment, I got a glimpse of Africa. It just felt right.Since I've been home I've been searching for that feeling again, trying to figure out what to do to get it back. I feel weird. I have to find my groove here. I'm kind of walking around in a daze.
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