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Heading in the direction of North Africa.

In one month today I head to North Africa on a mini-ministry trip. Last year I went south in Africa, and now the door has opened to step into the northern part. I have never been an “Africa-girl”- Latin America has been my heart... and yet I find myself travelling to this continent still so unfamiliar. But sometimes the best move is to just walk in the direction of the open doors.

It might sound dramatic, but just to clarify: it’s a 7 day visit not a life-time move. Going to help a contact-become-friend with her project reaching vulnerable teenagers. It’s new and pioneering and exciting! Part of me feels so unequipped, and yet I am so honoured to get to be a part of this in a small way. So, after navigating the challenges of figuring out the best dates and finding flights that don’t require 24 hours of travel I am set to go.

And as I prepare my hope is that some of what I know, and most of all, who I am, can be a blessing to my friend and her team as they also step out into new territory.

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