My heart lies scatted over Africa
captured in the smiles of orphans
and the courage of missionaries
In the pit of poverty
I discovered the wealth of community
In the midst of brokenness
I developed joy
In the heat of accusations
I found identity
In my prideful parade
I uncovered my weakness
In the inconvenience of companionship
I made peace with my incompleteness
In a desperate longing for independence
I saw the beauty of fellowship
Disgusted with my own imperfection
I finally understood Grace
Faced with injustice; my heart yearns for the Saviour
I have not changed the world
I’m no more holy than when I left
I have found the broken world inside myself
my shame has been redeemed
in newly found freedom , only one thing remains:
In humbleness I declare
I love You more, my Lord