The conversation usually starts off with questions of the
adventures God has taken me on. He asks about what I did. She wants to know
about the children, youth and women. They want to know if you went with a
church and for how long. They inquire about the faces of the pictures they see.
You excitedly tell them that the Lord did marvelous things that you were able
to love, minister, serve, learn with them, that you experienced heartache with
them and rejoiced as they came to know the love of your Heavenly Daddy. Then
you tell them that you are going back for the summer for 10 ½ weeks, alone, you’re
going to visit the village that has become like a second family, you speak of
sitting with the women under the mango tree, and dancing to no music with a
little girl, of holding a little boy while he sleeps and praying over a 16 year
old's baby boy. You get excited about sitting on the floor with the women at
church and of greeting everyone you seeing with “Yoga” as you walk down the
dusty roads. You dream of learning how to mass produce posho, rice and beans
for the nursery school and visiting the homes of women that you have come to
love. You tell them of children who have special needs and how you will have
the opportunity to see them make milestones; you will be greeted each morning
with smiles even if no words are spoken. You get giddy just thinking of the
faces that you have prayed for, for so so long. And then they say one little
word that breaks your heart and makes it flip-flop inside your chest. They ask
you “Why?”
Then you try to explain that if no one will go then how will
they ever hear? Don’t they too deserve to know that they aren’t alone in this
world? That they were created for a purpose, they are not by chance, they too
have something to offer the world? So my question is “Why not?” Why not pray
for these beautiful people who need to hear of His love, who have gone years
and years and years of their lives NEVER HEARING ABOUT A MAN NAMED JESUS. NEVER
having The Good News to read for themselves, until now. Now, they are finally
getting the chance – our Father has paved the way and the gospel is being made
known. You begin telling them of the desire that you have to see baptisms
happen in this place, to rejoice as they are immersed in water and publically
proclaim that He is their LORD. Oh my desire to simply sit and learn and to be
reminded by my Heavenly Daddy that I have SO much to learn.
Dear friends, I don’t know WHY my Heavenly Daddy led me to
go now at 22 years old, single and alone but I can speak Truth to you in this.
I’m on a journey with the Lord, it is all my own and in the pages of the book
that He has written for my life you will find at 22 years old, single and all
alone on May 18, 2013 God gets on a plane with me. I don’t know the rest of the
story or the rest of the words on the page but I do know that they include a
Daddy that loves me, Brothers and Sisters lifting me up and an adventure that I
couldn’t even imagine right now.
Join the journey and see the words unfold on the page! If
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