Okay here is a real honest blog
When I returned from Uganda, well even in the amsterdam airport, my heart was so happy to be in the west, among our affluence that I quickly decided in my heart that I was never called to live in Uganda again. This decision became even clearer, when I saw my family and loved being with them, and reflected over the past few months there. I was so happy to be home, I literally hardly even talked about Uganda for three months. but well there is something about Uganda that get's inside of you, and while I was there I changed as a person.
But still the idea of living in Uganda wasn't for me. There were lot's of reasons, but lets just say I was pretty convinced that the idea of living in Uganda wasn't for me.
That is until this summer. For the first time since I've been home I spent time with Ugandans, one of them Moses was getting married (to a girl from the Uganda Studies Programme!!) and his Mom came to the camps and sang, and gave her story of sorts. I had no idea any of this would be happening. I had recently gotten back from somewhere, was standing in the kitchen and once of the interns Salima came in and said Kim you will want to see this and lead me into the big room. A few seconds later the Ugandans in the room all started to sing Ugandan songs, and a big large lump appeared in my throat. It was as if for a moment part of my soul returned home. And since that day I have not been able to get Uganda out of my head. Also my biggest reason for not going to Uganda long term was I felt like I couldn't connect with the people, but now after this summer I have 5 close Ugandan friends.
I don't know what I'm supposed to do with all of this, Will you pray with me?
I just know one thing, during time like this all i know is I want to be where GOD wants me to be
