I’m homes sick.
Yes that’s no typo multiple homes. I’ve lived 8 places this year including here
in Lira, Uganda. I thought I would battle a little with homesickness
considering this is the first time I have EVER been away from home for more
than 2 ½ weeks in my entire life. To tell you the truth I have been doing
really well on the not missing home front, or course I would love to talk to my
family on a clear line instead of sketchy skype call once in a blue moon but I
am not aching to go home by any means. I am learning what it means to be
hurting for something; I don’t really know how to explain homes sickness. It’s
something like this. Learning and loving a community, family, and friends you
make during every month knowing in reality unless it’s a part of God’s plans
most likely you will not be seeing those people here on earth again. It’s
giving out your heart to people and leaving. I think that has been the most
difficult part of the race for me. Putting down some roots then letting the
loose. I’ve been asked to surrender, to let go, to follow where God is leading.
In no way did I realize the gravity of these things. I understood I needed to
let go of things that have held me back from the will of God but I guess I
didn’t know in turn it meant let go of past months or families, churches, and
all that goes with those. It means to move into the next month without
comparison to look forward to the way we will be used, the things we will
learn, the new experiences, and without fail the next family we will pour into.
This month was hard for me in the beginning. I was holding onto Kitale. I genuinely miss that family and the friends we are privileged to have made but I know that with moving into another month God has a lot in store for us. It has been placed upon my heart to be constantly be in prayer for those people and places we have been a part of while on the race. God is really teaching me a lot and sometimes it takes me a bit to realize why or even what I am supposed to be learning. In this I know I need to be able to move forward knowing that what is in the distance is part of His plan. This is something very valuable to me because from now on this is life; moving in the direction that He is leading, serving where He asks, and loving the people around me.
So as for being homes sick I think I’ve found a way to move beyond it. Giving it up to God knowing he has the people we’ve encountered in His hands. Trusting that we will find community and friendship in the next country and constantly thanking God for the team that I am a part of. Team Shekinah I couldn’t do it without you. For any of you racers that know what I’m talking about when I say homes sick know that you are making in impact on the people you are working with each month but don’t sacrifice a single bit of it by dwelling on it in the next country dive in and make relationships with the people you are just meeting. I would hate to see anyone miss out on any opportunities that God has placed in your path because you don’t want to give your heart out to another person for fear of hurting at the end of the month. Just know that God knows what he is doing. Isn’t this trip about growing and stretching? Ha. I mean that in the most understanding of ways. Okay I love you guys and I’m thankful for you my faithful readers! May God Bless you and make you smile : )
