Hi, I’m Varina. I’m the 6th Varina in my family and that gets a little confusing sometimes.
But welcome to my blog. I should warn you that my blogs are sparse and far apart, but when I do find time to write, I usually reference my curly hair. At this point in life, my time is spent hitting the books (sometimes literally) and filming/editing videos. Words are a jumbled up mess in my head falling in between flash cards, right clicks and a thousand renders. My heart’s desire is… (ice cream!)… is CHRIST and to know Him and see His beauty in the hidden aspects of creation: like water droplets on a spider web (now you’ll notice!).
A long time ago, in the old days of kindergarten, for a career dress up day, I proudly walked in wearing a Kenyan shirt-turned-dress & a turban over my hair. I was a missionary. And why not!? Go on adventures, live in the jungle, get dirty, speak a cool language, meet new people. Fast forward a few seconds, and I am a college student at a small liberal arts Christian college, no longer wearing a turban, discovering what it means to follow Christ and be creative, and constantly trying to find a plane (or sailboat) ticket overseas.
During high school summers, I interned with a sports camp on the island of Eleuthera. After 3 semesters of college, I decided I needed a break from school and flew to the bush of Uganda to be a nanny for an awesome, airplane flying, boda racing, cookie eating, curly blond headed 2 year old boy. My 3 month trip to 1 country turned into a 5 1/2 month trip to 3 countries: Uganda, South Sudan, and Spain.
A year later, I’m back in the states, finishing school, capturing stories with my camera, kayaking whenever I can, and trying to develop a few skills that may actually be useful in life. I enjoy well written words, good beer, trail runs, early morning bike rides, pour-over coffee, swing and salsa dancing, last minute adventures, and lots of ice cream: any time, anywhere.
While in Africa, I was struck with how little I could do there to change people’s situations. I constantly struggled with my role in the larger picture of God’s Kingdom. As I spent more time with the Babwisi people, I saw the great need for others back home to hear and feel the suffering and perspectives of others across the globe. This blog is a place for thoughts and stories, of my own as well as others. Join me in my learning process, in my adventures, in my struggles, in a few good laughs, and my overall part in fighting and longing for God’s kingdom.
Enjoy the travels and the glimpses of other worlds. Become friends with the people I meet. And feel free to comment on anything!
But first, go eat a bowl of ice cream for me.