There’s a lot on my mind today as I write, but I can’t seem to unscramble the ideas and thoughts I have accurately enough for this post to make sense.
But I’ll try my best.
Happy New Year! I spent New Year’s Eve and Day at Sydney’s house with her. We really “lived it up” by watching Fear Factor, eating Nutella, and cuddling with the babies. I was able to FaceTime with some family members, as I was in 2016 and they were still in 2015. I was able to FaceTime my parents again the next day, or night for them, and watched the classic celebration in my parents’ downstairs living-room with friends over a little phone screen. As we said goodbye, he said to me,
“Well, we really miss you. It’s just not the same without you here. I love you very much, sweetie.”
I smiled and tears began to well up in my eyes. I then began having trouble holding it together.
“Don’t you know you’re not suppose to say things like that?!” I replied.
I missed him.
Truth is, I’m beginning to miss a lot of things now.
Oh goodness. I miss Pizza Hut. I want Pizza Hut so badly; it’s painful. I miss my friends in Summerland and in Terrace. I miss my guitar…I’m having major withdrawals. I miss my mom, and staying up late in the living-room talking with her, while the TV is muted. I miss my dad, his warm hugs, his voice, and his corny, lame jokes that I always seem to find funny but don’t like to admit it. I miss my big sisters, and sharing secrets and memories with them. I actually kind of miss snow. When it’s so hot that you sweat from just walking from one end of the house to the other; you kind of like the idea of cold snow.
A couple days before New Year’s Eve, Chris, the boys, and I went to a golf course in Lugazi; about an hour drive from our village. It was absolutely beautiful. As the guys golfed, I sat on a patio that floated on top of a beautiful pond spread with giant lily-pads and shaded with huge bundles of bamboo trees. It was astonishing. I sat for an hour, in pure silence and took in the beauty of the garden I was surrounded by.
I began to reminisce.
As I thought over my year of 2015, I couldn’t believe how much I experienced and went through;
- The Holy Spirit revealed to me the victory and identity I have as an ambassador of Christ
- moved to Summerland in March
- Said “No” to college (wouldn’t be here if I had gone!)
- Staffed at Hope Bay Bible Camp and Maple Springs Bible Camp all summer, and met some of the most amazing hearts
- Wrestled against principalities of darkness in my life and others’ lives
- Saw the broken-hearted be restored with a new hope
- Witnessed the dead be raised back to life (literally)
- Witnessed God’s protection, time and time again
- Totalled my baby…RIP Sporty Spice
- Celebrated my one year anniversary from the time I first experienced Christ
- Travelled to Africa
I trust Him even though every time I go outside, a man comes up to me and says/does something outrageous. I trust Him even though I have no idea what I will be going home to. I trust Him even though I don’t quite know when I’m going home. I trust Him even though I am sick. I trust Him even though I sometimes feel very lonely in a foreign place. I trust Him even though I feel insignificant. I trust Him even though the Uganda election is soon, and things are of extreme tension; especially for white people. I trust Him even though I don’t always trust the boda or taxi drivers; which is a lot of the time. I trust Him even though I am constantly looked at because I am white, and believed to have lots of money. I trust Him even though I can’t trust in the police because they are corrupted. I trust Him even though my heart is sometimes deceived. I trust Him even though it’s not always easy. I trust Him even though I don’t understand His ways.
“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.” – Isaiah 43:2
– Psalm 143:8