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Homesick

It's been forever since I've blogged so I thought with my trip approaching I would start again. I will be returning to Uganda this December and let me tell you, IT CAN NOT COME SOON ENOUGH!! I find myself daydreaming about Africa all the time. I go there at least once a week in my dreams and let me tell you, they are so vivid I almost feel like I can get out of bed and dust that red dirt off of my pjs. I tend to be in La La land on the days following those dreams. I'm homesick! It's the most strange and wonderful feeling. I compare it to this: That feeling you get when you haven't seen your special someone, your best friend, or someone really close to you for a VERY long time. It's like your heart breaks to be in their presence. Even just to sit together, to not even talk. That's how bad I want to be there. I know that this trip will be so different. Seeing things in a different way. The first trip was so new and overwhelming. I was just flooded by the experience of it all. This trip - my mission is THE mission. To see what needs to be done. To be able to improve what we do through Refuge. This year has so many new purposes.

Since my last trip, God has done some crazy, wonderful, and sometimes trying things for me. He's stripped me (once again) and shown me parts of myself that I need to get right (which just let me tell you is no fun, but so worth it) and parts of myself that I never knew existed. There's been healings, forgiveness, consecration, new friendships, and so many blessings that it's hard to count. He's taken me to places spiritually that are deeper than ever and he's teaching me SO much about his ways and his thoughts and his will and a little bit more about my purpose. He's teaching me patience and to be content no matter my circumstance. He's teaching me to walk by faith and not by sight and he's teaching me balance. He's also calling me. Yes, to Uganda. Even more than he has before. I can't tell you that I know exactly the specifics but it's there. Uganda. Of all places. But it's his place. It's His heart. And it's become mine.

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