July 6, 2026
The Korean GO AFRICA team, the [모로뷰 more of You] team, gathered at Incheon Airport.
They were the same team members who had joined me on my sixth journey to Guinea-Bissau last March.
This time, my wife, Roah, and another sister joined us as well.
We had spent time together in the Philippines in June, and from September through February, we had also gone through training together at YWAM, preparing for this GO AFRICA journey.
This time, we would be spending long hours traveling by car and moving through several countries, so we began preparing one thing at a time—from what we needed to bring to how we would pack everything.
We shared various “must-have” items that would help us endure the long journeys, and as we prepared and prayed together for this mission trip, we finally met at the airport.
Thankfully, some of the young adults from our church came to help us and served us by driving as well, so we were able to safely bring all of this luggage to the airport.
For this flight, each person was allowed two checked bags of 23 kg each.
From the beginning, we decided to use one of those bags for boxes of gospel tracts.
Earlier this year, we had a Swahili version of the gospel tract translated through a ministry worker at the YWAM Arusha base and completed after being reviewed by a missionary at the Kilimanjaro base.
We had also retranslated the English version while living together in the Philippines, and that version was completed for Africa as well.
In total, we brought eight boxes:
four boxes in Swahili and four boxes in English.
Each box contained 720 tracts,
for a total of 720 × 8 = 5,760 gospel tracts.
Our flights were:
nine and a half hours from Seoul to Dubai,
and five hours from Dubai to Nairobi.
With only one layover, it was the fastest journey to Africa we had ever taken.
But the biggest concern was the condition of the youngest member of GO AFRICA, my 21-month-old daughter, Roah.
It was quite worrying to leave while her fever kept coming and going.
Even so,
there was one word given to us when we were filled with worry and had so many thoughts:
“Picnic.”
God called this journey a picnic.
“Lord, please help Roah do well.”
With that prayer,
we set out.