Moses and the Nile

So,,,, I was like Moses today. I was in a basket on the Nile…okay it was a boat on the Nile but I was on the Nile. The longest river in Africa the Nile weaves its way down to Lake Victoria, or weaves its way up from Lake Victoria. We road along watching the birds and the very large rodents… guess they are called chameleons or geckos or lizards. We watched men fishing with nets, women washing clothes, a young man washing his hair with a plastic bag and children playing in the river. I didn’t see a queen, didn’t see a basket nor did I catch a fish and thankfully the rapids didn’t upset our long boat but, I sensed the presence of something perhaps only Africa’s can teach us. There is joy in life. Perhaps joy because there is little left. Perhaps joy because with food and clothing they are content. Perhaps because the joy in people is contagious and the feeling of loving Jesus is more real than we see in our world. We have so many other things to get in our way to distract us. We miss the beauty because our eyes are focused on the ground. We miss the smile because our heart is troubled. We miss a lot of things… but mostly we miss the joy. Africa reminds me of the joy. Simply the joy of living and life is worth the living just because HE lives. Take a moment today and find your joy…. or book a trip to Africa…