The past ten months brought me through
some of the most difficult challenges I ever faced. As I served in
Uganda, I witnessed life far different than I ever experienced. Death
became a reality. Poverty surrounded me. I became accustomed to dirt,
trash, and an abundant lack of garbage cans (seriously, I miss
sidewalk trashcans!). True, I still found joy in what I witnessed.
Nothing brings greater warmth to a heart than serving the Maker. Even
though I seemed to battle more sickness than I ever dealt with before
and had to quickly become accustomed to a whole new culture, I loved
the life I was made to live. With such a choice, came a great desire
to stop the gospel from spreading to people who needed such a hope. I
was knocked down to my knees more times than I can count during the
most challenging spiritual battles I have yet to face. So many times,
I felt like just staying down and giving up. But I stood up once more
because my Savior never gave up on me. With His nudge, I came to my
feet once more. Only to find myself being swung at once more. Time
and time again, I walked away beat up and bruised, but confident I
fought the good fight.
But, oh! I still have two months to
soak in. Two months of love to pour out on children who changed my
heart forever. Two months of growing friendships with those many do
not even realize exist. A chance to strengthen and encourage them in
the hope they found in Christ. Two more months to soak in the beauty
of serving my Savior in a land foreign to me. These next two months I
plan to live every moment to the hilt. I do not want to take this
life I have been given for granted. I am choosing to cherish every
person God puts in my path; to share His love for them in all I do.
Nothing could be worse than boarding that plane in December, knowing
I did not accomplish these things. To waist my time by living for
myself would only leave me with regrets, and I refuse to do such.
Although the future holds the great
unknown, I refuse to take my eyes off the now. I eagerly wait for the
lessons God plans to teach me in my last leg of this amazing Ugandan
race. The past ten have brought more to my heart than I could ever
say, and I know God is not finished yet. So here is to serving an
awesome Savior, and His mighty works in His children.
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