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Journals from Africa: Tiffany

Lizzie Wirgau

Who: Tiffany Dewett

Where: Manakara, Madagascar

When: August-December 2013

What was the biggest thing you learned during your travels?

The biggest thing I learned, was that God can do impossible things. I knew a little bit of Malagasy (the national language), but not much. To see God work through me despite that, was amazing to me! I was, and still am, so blown away by God’s ability to speak through a hug or a smile. It seemed, that no matter where I went, God was reaching out to broken and hurting people through my smile. Words are still very important, but it shows how when words fail, God still is able to do exceedingly more than we ask.

A lot of people say they felt their life changed after traveling to Africa.  Was this true for you?  If so, how?

My life definitely changed after going to Africa. There is just something about the dirt roads, curious children, and beautiful culture that draws you in. After going to Madagascar, I will never be the same. God showed me his heart for the nations there and I will forever be grateful for that.

Was there a specific person/people you met that had an impact on you?

In Madagascar, children were everywhere. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t pray for those children. Being a teacher, the Lord really spoke to me through them. Their unconditional love and joy despite their circumstances was unbelievable. It is really easy to sit here and say “well, that’s kind of cliché of you. Children in Africa?” But there was something so beautiful rooted deep in their hearts. The love they had for me, a foreigner, that didn’t speak their language, was beautiful. I can’t help but think that while God was using me, He was also using those children to show me a type of love that only comes from the Lord.