The last time I wrote a blog entry I was still home in Uganda, not even thinking about the fact that very soon I would have to leave and come back to Canada. That was over six month ago. I don't know what has prompted me to write again, perhaps it is the belief that the story was never finished, and if truth is to be told it still is not. On June 10, 2013 I boarded a plane and left my beloved Uganda. I have yet to find anything that has been harder. When I landed in Calgary sixteen hours later so many people asked me if I was glad to be home. The truth was, yes I was glad to see my friends and family again, but home was no longer Canada.
A year ago yesterday I flew out on the journey of a life time, and what a journey it was. God grew in me, molded and changed me so much in my months in Uganda. The best part though is that he has not stopped in the last six months. Though not a day goes by when I don't miss the home of my heart I have been so blessed and challenged by God in these months of university. I may not always like it that I am back in Canada but once again I know without a shadow of a doubt that I am right where God wants me. December 16 I finished my first semester of my Bachelor of Music/Education degree and I am so excited to see where God will take me with it. I love the way even in this first semester how He has provided for me and guided me into a path of his choosing. In these few short months I have been blessed to spend hours upon hours re-falling in love with my violin and music, been able to record music with wonderful friends in studio, sit in a chair of the symphony's' performance of Le Mis, and through it all fall daily more in love with my savior. To say that I have been blessed is a bit of an understatement. I do not know the whole picture of how he will use me but I know music is where he wants me. The dream of my heart is to finish my degree and return to Uganda, and if it is Gods will, and they will have me, teach in Suubi the music course that has begun to be envisioned for the school there.
Today in a display of nostalgia I began to reread some of what I wrote while abroad and one particular post caught my attention. In it I talked about what it means to be a missionary. How it truly is a choice to follow God no matter where he calls and present him with every aspect of your life. I feel now and again firmly that this is the truth. Being back in Canada does not stop me from being a missionary. I believe that is becoming part of who God has called me to be. It is a call for every stage of every life. It is a continual surrendering of ones life to him and his will. It is never a finished work. God has a use and purpose for each and ever life and if we but agree to follow him without hesitation it will change our lives drastically! His dreams are huge, they fill the sky and I know if I ( and anyone in the world) will have the courage to follow him whole heartedly life will unfold in a way that just leaves you breathless in the wonder of his majesty! May God bless each and every one of you in this 2014 and may you grow in love and wonder of him more each and every day!
