Thinking of Africa

I often feel like I have a hard time articulating the impact my trips to Africa have had on my life. Sometimes I feel like the English language simply doesn't contain the words to describe it. I find myself almost daily reflecting upon the images of suffering, starvation and orphans, but more than that I find myself thinking about those I met with indescribable hope, courage and indomitable spirits. I ran across a video tonight and wanted to share it with you. The songwriter sings about her recent trip to Rwanda... She has found words to tell the story that I often struggle with. I can't get it to download, but here is the link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPy2l4FYabU

Here are the lyrics:

I saw what I saw and I can't forget it
I heard what I heard and I can't go back
I know what I know and I can't deny it

Something on the road
Cut me to the soul

Your pain has changed me
Your dream inspires
Your face a memory
Your hope a fire
Your courage asks me what I'm afraid of
And what I know of love

We've done what we've done and we can't erase it
We are what we are and it's more than enough
We have what we have but it's no substitution

Your pain has changed me
Your dream inspires
Your face a memory
Your hope a fire
Your courage asks me what I'm made of
And what I know of love

Something on the road
Cut me to the soul

I say what I say with no hesitation
I have what I have and I'm giving it up
I do what I do with deep conviction

Something on the road, cut me to the soul

Your pain has changed me
Your dreams inspire
Your face a memory
Your hope a fire

Your pain has changed me
Your dream inspires
Your face a memory
Your hope a fire
Your courage asks me what I am afraid of
Your courage asks me what I am made of
Your courage asks me what I am afraid of
And what I know of God


Until Next Time,
Carol