I've had people call me brave recently. They say I'm brave going to Uganda on my own as a single girl, where I don't know anyone for 2 months.
I've had people say that I am doing amazing things in following God's calling to Uganda to work with Special needs kids. That it is going to be hard and that I am strong for going.
I've had people say that they wouldn't be able to do what I am doing.
I'd just like to say that there is nothing brave or strong or amazing that I am doing.
I'm only following God's calling, just like you would. Yours might be to visit an elderly person next door to give them some company and just sit and talk with them for hours. It might be to show the love of Jesus to whoever you sit next to in your office at work. It might be to offer to look after a tired mum's kid so she can go to her ladies group one week in peace. We are all the same, and I am certainly no greater then you are.
Uganda has captured my heart and some days my heart hurts from missing it so bad, however, some days I find it hard going to church on my own, knowing that I'm not going to know everyone there and people might judge me or not talk to me. I find it hard having the motivation to sit down and write another essay. But I know that is where isGod is calling me right now. He wants me here and it won't be easy. Uganda seems like an escape at times. Escapes aren't brave or strong or amazing, they are only a sign of weakness. Running back to something that is easier, certainly does not make me strong or brave.







