I returned to Boise on January 3rd. And let me tell you -- it has been a whirlwind of emotions! I cannot explain the way my heart longs to be back with the beautiful faces I had the pleasure of meeting. However, I love seeing familiar faces once more, and watching eyes light up as I share the triumphs and hardships I faced, and the plans God placed on my heart. I am amazed at those who have that spark in their eyes. People I barely knew (and even people I never met until coming home) are some of the most excited. I cannot even express how that blesses my heart!
On top of meeting with loved ones, God has been working greatly in my heart. The church I attend always starts a new year with three weeks of fasting and prayer. I have taken that time to seek God in my reentry. I need God's direction in my life, as well as a job as I start life over in America. I know God is a mighty big God (as my favorite Ugandan worship song says, "He is always by my side"). I know He will put direction in my life, and will guide me back to the mission field. As I pray, I feel at peace with a slow approach toward the things God placed on my heart. I have commited to praying, dreaming, and casting visions for my future over 2015. I do not want to move ahead of God, and commit to His plans. I am anxious to see where He leads.
I remember the first night of prayer I was able to participate in at New Heart. Pastor Donald was speaking on God's movement in the lives of the faithful. If you never met Pastor Donald, then you wouln't know that he loves using others lives as an example. This particilar night, he points to me and says, "They will call you for a job out of nowhere, and you won't have to do anything!" I just laughed. Not that God could not do it, but He usually works in my life through my hard work.
Now, a month before I left for Uganda, I got a new job working at a daycare. Although I worked for such a short time, I loved it. I loved all I worked with, and hated having to leave after such a short time. I remember being so terrified when I put in my notice. I felt like an awful person to take on a new job, just to turn around and quit. I remember explaining my heart for Africa, and I had an opportunity to live that dream. I remember them being so excited for me that it didn't occure to them I would be leaving! They were great encouragement the few weeks leading up to my departure. I met opposition along the way, but their excitement and encouragement outweighed the negative attitudes. Then when I left, they kept up with my journey. When I returned, I stopped in to see them. That sparkle I spoke of earlier -- they had it! They may not have grasped the magnitude of my journey, but they understood my heart. It blessed my heart. As I began looking for my next job, I just knew it would never measure up. I had a few interviews for similar roles, and could't help but compare. The other day, I woke up rather early with a twinkle in my heart. I knew something great would happen. Around 11, that something happened. My phone rang. It was my old boss. She called to offer me a position, of which I accepted! The joy in her voice blessed me as the position! My heart smiled, and my soul rejoiced.
God called me to work with disadvantaged children. I don't know exactly what that means, but my time in America is preparing for such a mission. I believe God will use this job to prepare for such work. It is a time of training and growth, and I refuse to slow down!
Who would have thought, Pastor Donald was correct. I was offered a job without even trying! I am spending my days seeking God's face, as I share the treasures God revealed to me the past year. I think I am beginning to see God's plan for my return.
On top of meeting with loved ones, God has been working greatly in my heart. The church I attend always starts a new year with three weeks of fasting and prayer. I have taken that time to seek God in my reentry. I need God's direction in my life, as well as a job as I start life over in America. I know God is a mighty big God (as my favorite Ugandan worship song says, "He is always by my side"). I know He will put direction in my life, and will guide me back to the mission field. As I pray, I feel at peace with a slow approach toward the things God placed on my heart. I have commited to praying, dreaming, and casting visions for my future over 2015. I do not want to move ahead of God, and commit to His plans. I am anxious to see where He leads.
I remember the first night of prayer I was able to participate in at New Heart. Pastor Donald was speaking on God's movement in the lives of the faithful. If you never met Pastor Donald, then you wouln't know that he loves using others lives as an example. This particilar night, he points to me and says, "They will call you for a job out of nowhere, and you won't have to do anything!" I just laughed. Not that God could not do it, but He usually works in my life through my hard work.
Now, a month before I left for Uganda, I got a new job working at a daycare. Although I worked for such a short time, I loved it. I loved all I worked with, and hated having to leave after such a short time. I remember being so terrified when I put in my notice. I felt like an awful person to take on a new job, just to turn around and quit. I remember explaining my heart for Africa, and I had an opportunity to live that dream. I remember them being so excited for me that it didn't occure to them I would be leaving! They were great encouragement the few weeks leading up to my departure. I met opposition along the way, but their excitement and encouragement outweighed the negative attitudes. Then when I left, they kept up with my journey. When I returned, I stopped in to see them. That sparkle I spoke of earlier -- they had it! They may not have grasped the magnitude of my journey, but they understood my heart. It blessed my heart. As I began looking for my next job, I just knew it would never measure up. I had a few interviews for similar roles, and could't help but compare. The other day, I woke up rather early with a twinkle in my heart. I knew something great would happen. Around 11, that something happened. My phone rang. It was my old boss. She called to offer me a position, of which I accepted! The joy in her voice blessed me as the position! My heart smiled, and my soul rejoiced.
God called me to work with disadvantaged children. I don't know exactly what that means, but my time in America is preparing for such a mission. I believe God will use this job to prepare for such work. It is a time of training and growth, and I refuse to slow down!
Who would have thought, Pastor Donald was correct. I was offered a job without even trying! I am spending my days seeking God's face, as I share the treasures God revealed to me the past year. I think I am beginning to see God's plan for my return.
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