I Just Laughed

After awhile of driving around Kampala trying to find Watoto Central church, we entered the church amidst hundreds, maybe thousands of other believers in cattle reigned fashion.

This time around I did not cry at "Everlasting God" - I smiled and let the words flow. I fell back in joy with the song and just had such peace and excitment for the tune, words and vision from the LORD. I almost didn't want to open my eyes. The cliff was high, the clouds were whispy and the sun was bright. And I saw the twist and turns and the flow of the River from way up high - almost the full vision. The Land is ready.

Then the preacher today...not just the regular pastor...a guest speaker on Islam. A former Muslim and now, literally, die-hard for Jesus. On what? How to reach out to Muslims for Jesus. All in love.

And then....I just laughed.

Don't want to put the buggy before the horse, but I do want to share that God has really inflicted my heart for these people. I feel such suffocation when I see the bondage. I believe the LORD is molding my heart for something. So this message...ya, confirmation.

Then later today a new family came to the MAF (Mission Aviation Felloship) Guest House. A family from Sudan....some more laughing.

But before that, I took a 3 hour nap OUTSIDE on the porch. Oh was it lovely...and needed.

Right now, I am trying to figure out a balance issue...no, not the kind where you fall, but rather the kind that makes me question and seek answers to knowing if I need to be more like the people I serve in the way they live OR if it is ok to have a lot of the same things and foods as I have access to in America. See, here in Kamp, I can buy anything I need or want similar to America. I can pack it up and bring it up to Gulu. I can do these monthly trips of sorts to get this done. But, is that the best way to use my resources AND live among the Acholi? I mean, I feel God calling me to walk alongside people in daily life...which also means in food and things....but is it still ok to get Pringles, cheese and peanut butter, and be a walker? Coffee? Is this ok? Interesting things I think about.

I do know that I am going to stock on peanut butter...

I also hear Shoprite is building in Gulu. That will make it easier. :)

I am learning a lot from the Forester family. Most importantly praying. If you know me, you know I love to pray and just be with God. But I have been busy here....and it needed a wakeup call on my relationship....it isn't bad - it is actually quite good, but my communication wasn't as innocent, child-like as I know He likes me to come to Him. To ask for every little thing....to share every little thing....to just sit at His feet. I want His will to be done. Ya...not my timing or for my desires to see miracles, but rather to see Him at work and know glory is ALL His.

There is something that I want to share but I can't figure out what it is...it is actually bothering me where I feel physically uncomfortable and irritable until I can figure out what I wanted to say. Hm. It has something to do with what I want out of God instead of __________something________God...and I can't figure out what the blanks are. This hole....what is it? Oh getting irritated with mself.....grrrrr...

Maybe this is a good time to break and just chill before my Savior....ya, good option S.

Peace!