sometimes, im walking down these brown streets surrounded by all these brown people, and i just cant believe that I LIVE HERE; this is my life.
sometimes, i see all the street children as i walk down the streets and i want to pick up every single one of them. take them home and feed them and clothe them and love them. there are so many, too many.
sometimes, i cant believe the magnitude of people that need help. people I could help, but how do i choose? in a country where millions of children are starving, how do i decide which ones to feed?
ALWAYS, i know that i know that i know that i am here because God put me here, that i am serving His purpose, and that i am changing the world for His glory. i wouldnt trade that for anything.
ive been praying a lot lately about starting this organization. i sometimes feel like i am drowning in work that i just dont know how to do. beginning this also means that, for sure, a good part of my life will be spent right here in uganda. but that is what i want, because i KNOW that this is what God wants. so i do this work. i do this work this i dont know anything about, that is complicated and confusing, this work that i dont yet even have the money to do, with excitement and enthusiasm. and i know that there is nothing i would rather do.
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I’m through with playing by the rules
Of someone else’s game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It’s time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes and leap
It’s time to try
I think I’ll try
I’m through accepting limits
‘Cause someone says they’re so
Some things I cannot change
But ’till I try, I’ll never know…
So if you care to find me
Look to the western sky
As someone told me lately -
Everyone deserves the chance to fly
And if I’m flying solo
At least I’m flying free
To those who’d ground me
Take a message back from me -
Tell them how I
Am defying gravity
I’m flying high
And nothing’s gonna bring me down..
-Elphaba (that was for my girls)