Yes?

It’s almost funny how I often I try to fool myself saying I don’t have expectations. When in reality I have a list a mile long. The past two years my relationship with the Lord has consisted of him asking me to say yes and surrender my expectations and plans.
I haven’t always been so willing to surrender. I am pretty stubborn. So, what happens when I finally say yes to his plan ? Everything and nothing all at the same time. Everything I need and nothing that I want. (Ok, sometimes what I want is what I get too, like Uganda)

See The Lord doesn’t change plans. He doesn’t go back on what he has planned for me. I am the one who try’s to make my own plans and mold my plans into something I want or think that’s best. The funny part is every time he “changes” my plans I am always so thankful for the outcomes. God was, and his plans were sovereign before the Earth was created. Yet, sometimes, I my little (not so important) self think He all of a sudden won’t be and I have to plan for myself. This thinking is ludicrous. The Lord is constant, faithful and careful. His plan is not thrown together last minute. Sometimes I get nervous or anxious or fearful the Lord will forget the desires of my heart but I am reminded each day of his promises. “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid , and do not be dismayed for The Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” Joshua 1:9 Oh how I am thankful for his promises. I am thankful I don’t do this alone that he is truly here wherever I go.

When I walked into O’hare airport 3 weeks ago I thought I had an idea of what my life was going to be resembling. I had expectations, plans, dreams and goals. Ultimately though I know he is faithful and his plan is better.

I asked for lemons and now I have limes. Disappointed… Absolutely not. Surprised… Of course. Learning to be patient…. Always. It’s about trusting HIS plan not mine.

This year is a year of learning. Learning to say Yes to God, yes to loving and serving others and learning to say no to myself. This year is full of lessons on what to do with the blessings and opportunities The Lord has given me. Whether they be lemons or limes. (I’ve heard both limeade and lemonade are good ) This year is about laughter, joy and worshiping my with every breath I take.

Ultimately I know The Lord is calling me into bold faith, to say Yes! with no doubt instead of yes? Doubtfully. “Now faith is the assurance of things we hope for and the conviction of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1 He is telling me to have confidence in his plan and his alone. To let go and let him work. God is so good and my heart is so full. The Lord is so faithful in this adventure.

Poopsicle (bad)
1) Spilled a little sugar on my drying rack in the kitchen. Less then 5 mins later I was a mass murderer of the ant species.

Popsicle (good)
1) trip to Kampala was so wonderful, reuniting with my best Ugandan friends, few mzungu friends and visiting Sanyu’s babies home was incredible.
2) I also met some new friends in Kampala and I loved getting to know them.
3) bought American cooking ingredients in Kampala and now I can make some favorite food items
3) Got to preach at the boys high school, being reunited with them has made my heart very happy.

All the love from Uganda
Meghan Elizabeth

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Today I fell in love, like head over heels madly in love. (No, I did not find a husband so calm yourselves.) Today 1 person (me) fell in love with 10 sisters and their 13 children. Today my heart broke, poured out and was put back together and filled in less than a second. Today was the day, where all moments of fear, uncertainty, and restlessness were laid to bed. Today I shared tea and God’s word with 10 teen mothers and their 13 children. All of the mothers are under the age of 19 and all the children are under the age of 6.

I am currently on staff at the North Kigezi Diocese in Children’s Ministry with a focus on orphan care, special needs and children at risk. Within this job I am working on starting my own ministry called Cherished Life Ministry with the diocese youth worker Enoch. (Fun Fact: Everyone in town refers to me as Rev. Enoch’s first born American daughter) Cherished Life Ministry works specifically in a small sub-county of Rukungiri district called Kebisoni. We will be working in the village to provide and support the needs of those who live in extreme poverty. We work so all lives are cherished, old, young, and in-between. We are striving to make sure families get to stay together, children are loved and valued and that all people in this community learn to know their value and identity in God.

Today we met with ten teenage mothers in the village. We had a small fellowship and met for tea. The day was filled with getting to know the girls and their children.

I spoke on Philippians 4:13

“ I can do all things through Christ who gives me strength.”

And Romans 12:12-16

“Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. When God’s people are in need, be ready to help. Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them. Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly. Never be wise in your own sight.”

This year I am dedicated to these girls I get to call my sisters and their children I get to call my nieces and nephews. Oh, how I have fallen in love my friends. I so desperately pray that these girls to become a tight knit community bonded together by their similar circumstance to celebrate on good days and to pray together on bad days. CLM is dedicated to these girls to be here for fellowship, friendship and support to help create a better destiny for these girls and their beautiful children. My prayer is that as we get to know their stories we will be able to help support them and their physical needs as well as their spiritual needs.

Friends can I say it again; Oh I have fallen in love. I am so excited to introduce you to these wonderful sisters. 

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Some Day to Day items: 

Poopsicle (bad):

  • Sunburn
  • A centipede crawled on my face, while I was sleeping (ick!)
  • I spilled rotting fruit on my kitchen floor and now my kitchen smells of moldy fruit

Popsicle (good)

  • Dance party in my kitchen with neighbor children
  • When women literally hand me their children to play with in town
  • Opened a bank account with the funniest banker
  • Petting a camel on the way to town (like whaddup)
  • Running into Old S.6 Makobore Boys

Love from Uganda, 

Meghan Elizabeth 

 

 

 

The return of the mzungu

*disclaimer: I don’t have a lot of time to edit my posts, please be patient if they have no grammar. 🙂
Friends, after 40 hours of straight traveling I am happy to say I have arrived in Rukungiri. To be here feels like a dream. Saying goodbye to these wonderful friends I attained in Rukungiri almost 17 months ago was quite impossible. To be able to say hello again and be welcomed with a warm ugandan hug and handshake is the happiest feeling in the world.
I am home. It feels as though I have never left. Everywhere I have gone in town I have been welcomed by people who still remembered my mzungu face. It is an incredible feeling to be back in a place that holds a huge part of my heart.

I am still recovering from the time difference in the states. I have not done much except sleep eat and wonder into town to visit old friends. Currently my home is being occupied by two other Australian missionaries who sadly leave at the end of the week. They are wonderful and have showed me the ropes to my house along with some tips. Then I will be living alone in a compound right by the diocese. Until either a family or other volunteers arrive. It is a very convienent location right by my office, Makobore high school and about one miles walk to the market with access to the diocese wifi and an Internet cafe within a 1/2 mile. I am surrounded by many of the diocese workers so will never truly be alone.

God has been so faithful in my travel, all of my luggage arrived with me with only one tube of toothpaste confiscated by the London TSA. What a blessing to have all 6 with everything intact arrive on time is not what I expected. Thank you for all the prayers and support as I make this transition.

Some Poopsicle moments
1) Realizing how incredibly pale I am compared to my friends. This was a problem in the US and will still continue to be a problem here it looks like.
2) you can hear the rats inside the house
3) I have lost all abilities to speak in proper English sentences

Popsicle moments:
1) walking to my house and having kids that I walked to school last year run into my arms and greet me with my name.
2) UGANDAN RAIN, holy moly I love it
3) having hot water inside of my house to use when I shower.
4) already built in mosquito nets
5) almost being hugged to death by primary school children and old friends

Meghan Elizabeth