The Lord woke me up this morning and said,

“Look at Adam beside you – WELL. I AM God.”

This Kenya trip has actually been a string of one dashed plan after another. What little expectations I had have crashed like a tower of falling dominoes.

Waking up to enjoying the sunrise turned into waking up to see who would throw themselves at the porcelain throne next.

A violent and unmerciful stomach virus made its first appearance four measly days after our arrival. Just after our bodies began to shed their jet lagged coating and embrace life 8 hours ahead of American time.

This bug has advanced its troops through both of our families. Just when I think it’s over, another one bites the dust.

I’ve prayed for it to stop – In Jesus Name! We have things to do, places to see, conversations to speak. “Ain’t no body got time for this!”

One of the highlights I was excited about was to visit our Compassion child on his birthday. Of all the plans we held loosely, this one was set and the plane ticket purchased. There was someone on the other end expecting our arrival.

Kids were throwing up two days beforehand and all that was left was my husband and I and my oldest son. I’d felt queasy the day before, but hoped that was as far as I’d go. I haven’t had a stomach bug in about 10 years, so I thought a few good vitamins outa do it.

We were to catch a 5:30am flight. The alarm was set for 2:30 (terrible, huh?) At 2:00 I woke up with a pit in my stomach and an bad after taste of last night’s dinner. It only went downhill and through the plumbing from there. Thankfully, I wasn’t alone – for Caleb joined me at 3:00.

So with it just being three people well, we had to call off the visit.

I couldn’t believe it.

What made it worse was we couldn’t get a hold of our Compassion contact until the afternoon. They had a faulty number for us and the number we had was forwarded to the office instead of a cell phone, so it looked like we just didn’t show with no explanation. Awful!

There was nothing I could do to change it. We were powerless.

“I don’t understand Lord,” I cried. “What are you doing? You’ve brought us out here – to foil all we planned? Please show me something.”

I told my husband he was next. There was no way around it. We’d shared water bottles all day long. If it followed the pattern, he’d be sick on Saturday. There was no way around it.

It’s Saturday morning as I write. He’s well. God woke me up to show me His Glory. He said, “I am God and there is no other…”

I’ve read that verse before. I unzipped the mosquito net covering our bed before daybreak to go find that verse and read the rest.

I want to share it with you.

Isaiah 45:5-7, 9:

“I am the Lord, and there is no other, besides me there is no God; I equip you, though you do not know me, that people may know, from the rising of the sun and from the west, that there is none besides me; I am the LORD, and there is no other. I form light and create the darkness, I make well-being and create calamity, I am the LORD, who does all these things. Woe to him who strives with him who formed him, a pot among earthen pots! Does the clay say to him who forms it, ‘What are you making?’ or ‘Your work has no handles’?”

I write this to praise my God! He is God and He is Good – ALWAYS. There is no other.

We don’t always understand His ways. I pray for you readers, no matter what you’re facing right now, that “from the rising of the sun and from the West, there is none besides Him.”

“Turn to me and be saved, all the ends of the earth! For I am God, and there is no other. By myself I have sworn; from my mouth has gone out in righteousness a word that shall not return: To me every knee shall bow, every tongue shall swear allegiance.” Isaiah 45:22-23

We did get to meet our sweet Compassion child and the staff there.  It was amazing. Here’s some pictures…I think you can pick out which ones are our family!