I’m leaving Mbita tomorrow.
This wasn’t planned, or expected, but its what’s best. Our team got the call this last weekend to confirm our travel back to Uganda, to True Vine Ministries, a wonderful place in Tororo with connections to Cherise’s home church. Our Kenyan host is leaving our ministry here, and we decided that it would be best for us to go too.
We told the staff this morning, and we’ll be gone by breakfast tomorrow.
Goodbyes are hard when you don’t see them coming; they’re hard enough when you have time to plan.
Last night we were walking back from a friend’s house and the stars were so bright. Sometimes I look at them and remember that they’re the same stars I looked at when I was home, or in Indonesia, or Korea, or anywhere else. There is something so majestic about the stars here. There are so many of them! You can see the Milky Way most nights because there’s just no electricity where we live. You look up and up, to see the tiny points of light in patterns and you feel…small.
Even one of those tiny points of light dwarfs my impact in this world. It makes me look around and say, “Who am I?” One minute I’m here, the next I’m gone. What am I doing with my time? Did I say enough? Did I do enough?
God is good. And I will walk in that truth. Those stars, those seemingly small dots, remind me that The Creator is ever at work in me and in the world. I’m going to miss…well, I’m just going to miss this. And I know I’ve made a lot of mistakes and missed a lot of opportunities but I have to believe that God is greater than…well, greater than me.
Goodbye, Kenya. God is good.
