As many of you know, I am no longer "Gone to Uganda," but rather "Home Sweet Home." I departed from Entebbe on Monday May 5th and reached Minneapolis on Tuesday and was warmly greeted by my aunt and grandma. My original tickets did read that I was to depart on the 9th of May, but with my Visa expiring on May 6th, I figured the path of least hastle was to change my ticket. Some people knew of my early arrival, but with my sister still in the dark, I had to be a bit general when speaking about departure dates and saying my last goodbyes. But, my sister was surprised, so it was an absolute success. Now I am home, I'm somehow wishing I was back.
It is definitely good to be back home, but part of me is longing to be back in the place I have grown to love so much in the course of 4 short months (but at times, those 4 months felt like an eternity). If I could just walk through a door to "Uganda." If only it was that easy...
I did go out with a bang though. I spilled some hot carmel/syrup sauce on my hand the day I left Kasana, so traveling back to America, I had all my fingers wrapped up in this bandage which gave me more of a paw than a hand. I was either "back from the war," or I "got in a fight with a gorilla." Sadly, my story is much less dramatic.
As I close this chapter of my life, I have real hopes of opening it up in the not too distant future. Kasana has really left a special place in my heart and it is amazing to see the Father's heart in all that is happening at New Hope.
Thank you all once again for your comments, letters of encouragement and prayers while I was gone. Continue to keep New Hope in your prayers as they bring "The Fatherhood of God to the Fatherless."
Sunday May 4th
Right now I am feeling a little bit like I am in one of the "Back to the Future" movies. I am dating this post for May 4th, which it is here, but since I left my computer on central time, it's only 10:45 pm Saturday evening. I hope I don't run into myself...
Thoughts of my first week here keep floating back into my memory, and it literally seems like ages ago. So many things have changed, not only in our house, but around Kasana as well. The guesthouse looks as though it changes every time I walk by. Our hope, well at least my hope, is that by the time the next team comes in June, that it might be close to completed.
There are so many construction projects going on at Kasana. But with the increase in staff and how much the ministry has grown, it is essential. I am excited about the possibility of coming back some day and seeing the many changes that will have taken place.
In a strange way, I think I am more nervous about going home than I was about coming here. So much about this place has become home and maybe someday I will call it just that. Who knows...He knows.
Thoughts of my first week here keep floating back into my memory, and it literally seems like ages ago. So many things have changed, not only in our house, but around Kasana as well. The guesthouse looks as though it changes every time I walk by. Our hope, well at least my hope, is that by the time the next team comes in June, that it might be close to completed.
There are so many construction projects going on at Kasana. But with the increase in staff and how much the ministry has grown, it is essential. I am excited about the possibility of coming back some day and seeing the many changes that will have taken place.
In a strange way, I think I am more nervous about going home than I was about coming here. So much about this place has become home and maybe someday I will call it just that. Who knows...He knows.
Thursday May 1st
Lately, I have been having a real trouble finding things to write about. When I first arrived, everything was new and exciting. I look at those same things now, and they are very ordinary. It was a rather sad realization for me. I hope I'm not getting old and boring...
I went to the family group tonight and during devotions, they have been reading the book about Kasana's history and how New Hope got started. Tonights chapter was focusing on some stories of how certain kids came to New Hope and a little bit about their background. My heart just aches for these children, who are now adults, and the fact that I have met them, the heart ache is even more real. I consider myself truly blessed to have been given the parents I have.
I went to the family group tonight and during devotions, they have been reading the book about Kasana's history and how New Hope got started. Tonights chapter was focusing on some stories of how certain kids came to New Hope and a little bit about their background. My heart just aches for these children, who are now adults, and the fact that I have met them, the heart ache is even more real. I consider myself truly blessed to have been given the parents I have.
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