Well, I have been
in America for the past two and a half months spending time with family and
fundraising for my ministry, and in just one week I will be headed back to
Uganda. This is such a bittersweet time for me. Don’t get me wrong, I can’t
wait to get back to Uganda- I can’t wait to get back to my boys- But there is
also a part of me that aches at the thought of leaving my family in America yet
again. Let me see if I can explain.
For a while now I
have been struggling with trying to find my home. If you were to ask me where I
call home, I would answer without hesitation saying that Uganda is my home.
This is where I have made my life, and more importantly, this is where God is
calling me and where He has made my
life. He has given me a family with the street boys and so many other people
that I have been blessed to meet and get to know. When I was sitting at the
airport in Uganda waiting for my flight to California, I was aching over the
thought of having to leave this new family with whom God had blessed me.
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| Making memories with the kiddos! |
Now, I prepare to
return to Uganda. I am leaving the family that has raised me and helped to make
me the person I am today. It breaks my heart. I have three younger siblings
that grow like weeds and I never know if I will even recognize them the next
time I see them. I wonder if my parents’ eyeglass prescription will get a
little stronger. I wonder if my sister will be pregnant with her second child,
or if my new nephew will recognize me after I have been away for so long. I
wonder if my dog is going to make it one more year. It hurts me to leave- this
is my home, right?
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| My sweet 2 week-old nephew, Carter Alan. |
After living room
conversations and Bible studies with my beloved family, I have come to the
conclusion that I have no home; at least not an earthly one. Uganda is the
place that I live most of the time, surrounded by the people I love. California
is the place that I grew up and where my entire family lives.
So, where is home?
My home is in Christ. He is everything that I need. He is my provider, my
comforter, my strength, my hope, my rest, my Father, and I can trust Him to
remain faithful to me. What else do I need? Who else can provide everything
that I need?
I live in Uganda. My
family is in Uganda.
I live in America. My
family is in America.
I live in Christ. He
is my all.
This is the life that
God has called me to.
Praise the Lord!
