It’s been too long.
WAY too long if you ask me. When
your heart resides in two different places, every day you are not in the other
place is a day too long. I haven’t been
on African soil in 8 months and I haven’t had that beautiful red dust of Uganda
on my feet in 15 months. I have ached
every one of those days to be back in that place that seized my heart without my
permission. My mouth waters for a rolex,
my skin craves that fierce sun, my ears tuned to hear that accent, my arms ache
to hold those precious ones, my feet anxious to ‘bring good news’ again. So I asked and waited and longed, and He’s
making these things real again in just 60 days.
It looks a little different this trip and that kind of
excites me. Though I suppose each time
has been uniquely its own. That is the
God I love after all, never boring, never predictable, always surprising. I am anticipating an entirely new adventure
that leaves me marveling, maybe even a little bit restless, over what He might
have for this experience. I’m really
excited to be able to spend some time with my friends Damalie and David. They have had a lot of changes in their lives
and their ministry since I first met them almost 3 years ago. It will be fun to celebrate with them some of
the most recent changes like moving the babies into their newly built permanent
home! I am also looking forward to
seeing my sponsored kids Bruhan and Iren.
They change so quickly and are growing up so fast I’m afraid I won’t
recognize them! I will get to see their
new school and love on them for a few days.
It is sure to be a sweet time. Other
than that I will just be going where He says go and doing whatever He puts in
front of me.
I’ll be honest. I
wanted to keep this a secret. Not for
secret sake really. I just wanted to
keep it to myself. I’m kind of a private
person anyway, shocker I know, and I wanted to have my own private experience
with the LORD, soak up His presence that comes on these trips. I didn’t want to tell of my plans or ask for
supporters, didn’t want to feel like I needed approval from anyone or be
tempted to look for an at-a-girl. And
then the Spirit reminded me that it isn’t about me and what I want, or don’t
want. It’s about His glory. Always.
That means being a story teller with my life. Sharing my experiences, inviting you in. I must use every opportunity He places in
front of me to tell my story and how He is weaving that into His GREATER
story.
I am looking for 3 weekly prayer partners, if that tugs at
your heart shoot me an email.
