My entire Race I have been waiting for the moment we got to Africa. There were times I feared I was not going to get to go because I was not fully funded. Before the Race began I told God I was leaving after Africa, which was supposed to be months 3-5 and God’s reply was changing my route so Africa was at the end. I was scared at first. I doubted that I really had 11 months of being away from home. I doubted who I was as a missionary. I did not feel I had enough to share with the world. I doubted that I was good enough to even share. All these doubts and fears melted away the moment the plane landed in Africa. As I looked out the window I felt like I was home. I have never been to Africa yet it felt familiar while remaining unknown.
As we drove to our new home we stopped for our driver to take care of some business. As we sat on the side of the road children came up and stared at us. They were intrigued by the white people or muzungus as they call us in Uganda. The minute my eyes looked upon these children I saw God in a new way. I saw the world differently. I did not see dirty, partially naked children but saw children belonging to the kingdom. Children that wanted to be loved. Children that needed hope for a better future. God sent me here to be a part of this. As the next two weeks flashed by I was often taken back to that moment on the side of the road. The moment that Africa stole my heart.
This month we are missionaries for rent in a way. We have been helping out at different churches and schools. We have done everything from assemblies, to door to door evangelism, to teaching, to church services. I have even led worship, which is really funny to me since I am not the best singer. I have preached to children and adults. I have loved playing with the children that always seem to be around. I love when they walk up to me and as I smile at them they grab my hand. I love sitting in church services and having kids crawl into my lap. I am blessed that God has me here to love on his children. Some of these children have families, some do not but they all seek love and attention. I have loved watching people come to know Christ. I get the honor of praying for people and seeing their lives change. Africa has been great so far and I still have 10 weeks here to continue seeing the world as God sees it and loving on his children great and small.
