That is what is talked about at least once, or more.. every day. It's month 8 out of 11, I have absolutely no plans to go back to and especially no money, and it's a little scary. Actually, really scary. It's about that time to think and pray about what is next but still be present each day. It's a hard thing to grasp and weird emotions are starting to arise. Every day I have to give my heart to The Lord, trust Him that He will never leave me lacking in anything, and keep running the race. I have to remember that there is always hope to look forward to in the Kingdom of God.
About the husbands. When you live with so many women that are playing the "waiting game", it's going to be brought up. Don't get me wrong, I am apart of these conversations most of the time. Doing life with the one who God has for me sounds absolutely appealing to me and I pray for my future husband a lot, but, it's not my season. Right now, I'm in a village in Mbarara, Uganda doing life with 11 other people. My man will come when The Lord permits it. He's writing me the best love story ever, I would rather it be perfect from The Lord than something from my flesh. Again, I give it to The Lord every day and trust Him with my heart.
We also talk about the food that sounds delicious that our tummies miss. For example, Chic-Fil-A is calling my name every single day, just waiting for me. Christmas cookies will be in season when I arrive and all of that goodness. My mouth is just watering writing this out! Oohhhh myyy.
It's funny how we start to feel towards the end of things. We start feeling anxious, people get on our nerves easily, and negativity seems to come out of our mouths faster than encouragement. I was sitting at the soccer fields the other day watching the games going and The Lord stopped me for a second. He quieted my mind and spirit. I noticed every noise possible. I heard the birds chirping, the goats roaming, the soccer ball being kicked by bare feet, children giggling by mzungus (white people), the boda bodas (motorcycles), cheering, and so on. I just sat and thanked The Lord. I thanked Him for everything. It's those moments that bring you back to reality and refresh your spirit.
This month I have no running water or electricity. I am eating by candlelight and getting ready in the dark. But. I am thankful. I am thankful for my home waiting for me in Texas, I'm thankful for my future husband, I'm thankful for Uganda, for community, and the life God has blessed me with.
