Africans...in Italy

Italy was not just a random idea, not just a holiday, but an area of opportunity...for lots of things

I've been talking today to the family I am staying with, the Krause's, many of you may know them. They are missionaries out here as well as a couple I used to look up to as a child. It's funny to trade stories together, theirs coming from teenage/adult perspectives and mine coming from the mere 9 year old I was when my father was their teacher. Funny!

They work with many West Africans and are hoping to develop more of a outreach for them here, and that is why I am here (well, and for good gelato and pizza). I've heard a lot, much more to hear and see but I am excited about what they are doing.

I feel like the world is opening up and, although exciting it is a bit daunting. I love the cultures, the languages, the atmospheres. Adventure knocks, has been knocking, and I hope continues to knock at my door, reminding me of the big smallness of this place called earth. I think there is a lot to be prayed about, direction to be received, and faith to be placed in and before God. Continue to pray for my future, for the decisions and my ability to hear God through the excitement of it all.

Rob and Sandy are great and it has been fun to have someone to trade sarcasm with that actually get's it.