I finally arrived here in Kachibora last night (Tuesday). This place is beautiful and my team’s host is extremely generous. Praise God I have a bed and a mosquito net. The food is delicious. I spent the day trying to relax but there were so many watoto (children) all I wanted to do was play. I am living with my team on a church compound. There is also a school here which consists of two small buildings made of metal and a few children who can afford to be there. Throughout the day the compound became full of children from around the area. They heard muzungu! (white person) so they came to see. I asked the teacher why they are so drawn to us and she said it is because we have big hearts and passion for children that most people don’t. I don’t understand why though there is so much to love in these children. Their joy, their smiles, their willingness to learn, laugh, and play. I feel like I have waited so long to hold these kids and see their faces and now that it’s finally here I wonder why it took me so long to get here.
I have been asking myself and God what good can I do in such a big place with so much poverty? Why am I here? What do I have to offer? But I feel like God is telling me, quite simply actually, that he will take care of it and all I have to do is just be here. I am ok with that answer because it gives me peace. I have love to share because of Jesus, and that alone is enough. I am comforted because I know that I don’t have to DO anything, just be here and be Jesus to everyone. I am free to enjoy life here, have my eyes opened up to the things that God sees, and soak up a different culture. This has been such an incredible blessing to me so far. Already I am wishing I would never have to leave. This may be much harder than I thought if I have to say goodbye to the people I fall in love with at the end of every month.
