dayDISTRICT_COLUMBIA

it has been a few weeks since a line has been dropped...here's the line: I'm alive and doing so well!

while i was in cali andy and i pulled dino (our rv) to the side of the road for a quick climb up some rocks in the middle of the highway. on this little climb i found a small passage through the middle of the rocks. the passage held sanctuary for broken beer bottles, lots of bird poop, and pointy rocks.

as of feb. there have been these moments when i know i just need to prostrate myself before our Heavenly Father...sometimes these moments are to ask for something or just to listen - but each of these moments all share in common the thread of my bones knowing it is time to lay on my face and recognize Hashem is the LORD. These moments are usually at awkward times, times when I have to “waste a few moments” to take them.



so as i walk through this narley passage one of these moments happen. i toss the idea of playing ignorant but get on my face instead, right in the poop and broken glass. but this, this moment is when my life changes (it is the moment i get dirty and i get honest). "Heaven Father you are God, the One Who is above all; and I know it is better to die than to make a vow and not keep it, I do not want to be a fool and break my vow but I just want to go home...send me home please!" right then and there atop poop and glass a barefoot and still moment occurred.

the next day i was called into the office in San Diego and asked if i wanted to join up with the south team. this would meant flying out in the morning and meeting up with the team in knoxville (home)! so, i was sent home and able to keep my vow. I am no an official member of the south team!!!

currently i'm on a wooden floor in a townhouse on capital hill! we have spent the past week and a half in DC meeting with senators, students, private consultants and all kinds of powerful people. today i was supposed to go to the white house for a prayer meeting but was sent to MD for a high school screening. this didn't resonate too well but it hit me later this evening: b/c of our dodging the white house 100 high school and college students learned about our friends in N. Uganda and are now able to say i care about you and will do something about it.

DC is a beautiful federal district and has a way of making those who walk her streets feel powerful, but the beauty lays in her people and those she is to serve. what if our voice was heard and we reminded the world of the big idea of equality...what if the world stood up for the Acholi community in N. Uganda.

DC as much as i love the feeling you give to me and see influence within your beltway walls the power lays not in your hands - i will leave your belt to hold the hand of my neighbor.