Up until yesterday, I had no fears regarding this mission to Uganda. However, when I ran errands I was questioned by a few strangers about the safety of Uganda and how they "wouldn't want to be in my shoes." At the time I laughed and answered, "ignorance is bliss," or something about how others in the group were educated on political matters. When I got into my car though, I honestly felt a pang of fear. What if that note I wrote my friend was my last? What if this was the last lunch date with my parents? What if it isn't as safe as everyone has made it seem? I then remembered God's instructions throughout the Bible to "be not afraid."
I truly believe that I was made for an adventure like this, and am honored to have an opportunity to share my love for Jesus, health, love, and children. I think back four years to part of my journey and "calling" to nursing (as us Christian's like to call it), which was during a sermon about two women missionaries serving in Africa. The story talked about the work they did and their sudden deaths while abroad. I don't remember exactly how they died, but it had something to do with them being in Africa. The speaker reiterated that their deaths were NOT a tragedy, because their work was holy, beautiful, and worthy. I think of this story now and pull from it for strength. By all means I am praying for safety and blessings, but I am not afraid. It would be a greater tragedy to not take risks, to quiet the call in my heart, and to ignore the needs of the world.
This is my first trip to Uganda and I am not really sure what to expect. I have mixed feelings of joy, excitement, uncertainty, and peace. One thing I know for sure, I have no reason to fear.
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