“I’m not missions material.”
“I don’t even like to go camping….What makes you think that I can handle a missions trip?”
“Missions isn’t my thing.”
“I don’t like bugs.”
“I’m high maintenance….I like my showers, blow dryer and straightener and make-up too much.”
“Well, when God calls me to the mission field, I’ll let you know.”
“So far He hasn’t called me.”
“Chris and Pam are leading the Uganda team this year.”
And all of a sudden, I felt a tug, an inexplicable touch on my heart. Although I tried to ignore it, it wouldn’t go away. I didn’t share it with anyone. I kept it to myself, because, after all if I shared this “tug” with anyone they would confirm what I had quite frankly already confirmed in my heart. I was going to Uganda. UGANDA!!!! Of all places for God to put on my heart, He chose Uganda. This didn’t take me at all by surprise because He’s all about taking us out of our “comfort zone” and Uganda takes me WAY OUT!
So, my OCD self started sorting through all the things going through my head. I immediately started planning some fundraising. I started searching the internet for information on preparation for a mission trip to Uganda. I thought of asking my husband’s aunt to make my skirts for the trip. I started taking my supplements and changing my eating to prepare myself, health wise, for the trip. I still hadn’t told anyone about going.
Finally, one day during our lunch break I told my friends that I had decided to get healthy because I was preparing myself for a trip to Uganda. They were ecstatic! I love the support that I get from them. They’re awesome. God saw it fit for me to come into this circle of people, who once were strangers to me, to prepare me for “such a time as this.”
And so I continue to prepare for my December travels to Uganda. My heart is overwhelmed and expectant.
And just like that (insert finger snap) my journey begins………
