I miss Uganda. I miss the perpective I had there. Leaving the Western world reframed all that matters. I need the reminder that the richest people are those good at relationship -- with God and man -- not those with Gucci sunglasses and massive homes.
When we "evacuated" from Isaac to Birmingham this week, we got something almost as good as a trip to Uganda.
To the far right in this photo is David. He was our driver in Uganda, and is still our friend. He navigated us through one of the most pivitol months of our lives with the grace and love of Christ. He'll never know how he ministered to our family.
David was in Birmingham yesterday! I never imagined we would ever again eat lunch with both him and the family we traveled with to Uganda. My heart could have popped.
How I love those precious twins!
I can't return to Uganda any time soon, but my husband is working on getting me to a mission trip in Honduras with him in March!!!! I will probably fall in love again. It can't hurt to gain a touch more of God's heart for the nations.
"God said to me, 'You are my son;
today I have become your father.
Ask me, and I will make the nations your inheritance,
the ends of the earth your possession.'"
Where in this world has God pulled your heart?