I am still getting used to certain things here, like the
fact that I have been asleep by 9 PM every Friday night so far this summer or
that my new workout buddy, or buddies to be more exact, are a bunch of guys
that work at the hospital who blow whistles, play finger castanets, and sing
songs while they go for a run at 5:30 am on Saturday mornings. I still miss my
running buddies back home very much but I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in
the world but here right now. Although we have already been here for over three
weeks now this week has definitely held a lot of firsts, not just for me though
but also for some of the friends I have made, like when I tried to teach the
kids the game rock, paper, scissors (much more difficult than I anticipated but
it kept us entertained for quite awhile at least), or when some of my friends
listened to country music for the first time while I kept them company working
at the hospital on Saturday night. As for me I can now say that I know how to
gut a fish, not sure if I want to ever put that skill to use again, and that I
have participated in my first communion here. Sunday during the communion service I couldn’t
help but feel blessed by such a clear picture of the unity of the body of
Christ right in front of me. All the way over here in Ghana, where many things
are so different and so new to me this was still the same, we are all saved by
the same sacrifice and I felt so much joy surrounded by so many new friends
lifting up praises to Him, as I thought of so many friends and family back home
doing the same this morning. As I get to know more and more people here,
hospital workers, teachers, and many others, and hear more about their lives,
the difficult paths they have taken to get where they are and their struggle to
continue on or even to return to school I see just how very different most of their
lives have been from my own. We were talking about school and jobs one day and
I asked one of my friends what they would choose to do someday if they could, he
stared at me confused and said he had never thought about that before. I hadn’t
realized before now how truly blessed I am to be able to dream about what I
want to do someday, and what I want to be. I am so fortunate for all of the
education I have received so far and for all of the opportunities I have for
the future, to pursue the things I desire to learn and do the things that I am
passionate about. More now than ever before I have seen that I have been given
so much but at the same time I am also reminded that I am not my own and that
this world is not our final home. I hope that I can learn from the things I
have been able to see and experience here and that I will trust God’s plan for
my life and allow Him to use me wherever He may lead, seeking His will not my
own. Romans 12:1-8, 15:5,6 Luke 12:22-48 John 14, 15 Matthew 6:19-34 Mark
8:34-38
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