The Top 5 List!! And other stuff.
Yes, here is gathered the top 5 of...of...well whatever I want. So buckle down and LISTEN UP! Well, actually, its a combination of Jen's request and Zech's request. Its a duel request post! Awesome.
(Hey, don't forget me!)
Oh yeah. I forgot. The interdimensional version of Trevor, Rovert, is also here today. Sorry, you'll have to listen to him babble as well.
(Namen daiyo! You'll end up missing me in the end!)
Oh, wait, before I get this post on its way, let me add that there is a new couple here. Ben and Lydia Hard...wick? Hardwick? Something like that. They are from London, and have known the couple I'm staying with since he was a little boy. I believe he is 28 now. If not, then he is at least close to that age. Check out my flickr for pool pictures from our day off, Monday!
Number 5!! I'll miss the ministry!
|Some things in Uganda make me laugh|
Number 4!! I wont miss the noise!!
Example: NO OFFENSE to those that like the music here, but I hate it. Well, its not the music its self that I dislike (yes it is). Quiet, you! Anyway, its what I associate it with. When I hear the music, I think of the sound cars driving around BLASTING the music at all times of the day. During the prayer at the meetings, during lunch, during quiet time (nonexistent), during movie time, during SLEEP time, etc etc. Music blasting.
|Other things make me sad|
...No, I don't go to Kampala. If I was going to Kampala, don't you think I'd be walking in the direction of Kampala? And do you really think I would WALK to Kampala??
No, I don't go to Kampala.
Number 3!! I'll miss the friends!
Example: Some of the brothers are just too...Ugandan, to get really close to. Sorry, but its just too different of a base of operations for the brain. (So when do you think you're going to make sense?) Let me explain. (Doesn't that mean that you're going to further confuse us?) Yes, yes it does. Anyway, some of the local's minds are based so differently, and they think so differently, that our brains cannot link. The furthest we can get in conversation is how your home is. Even with a few of the brothers. (But Trevor, love for Jehovah covers over such things!) I KNOW THAT. You think I don't realize that? But trust me, even with a mutual love for Jehovah, sometimes our brains cannot connect so easily. Its totally different when you actually live it. Its like trying to tell someone what crickets taste like! (http://www.flickr.com/photos/skylinepath/5261069062/in/set-72157625143065249/) Its impossible. They say that it taste like shrimp, but I've never tasted shrimp like that. The shrimp I've had tasted...like shrimp. (Well, what do crickets taste like?) Bugs.
Ok, that's a total side point. On to the friends again. Now, while some are just too hard to think alike in order to forge a super strong friendship, others are amazing. Introduce Richard and Abraham. They are both wonderful examples of...well just about anything good. These two brothers in particular are amazing, and shining examples of faith and love. I didn't even mention the sisters of the congregation, and there are equally impressive examples amongst them! Yes, I'll miss these friends.
"America, you?" Came the reply.
Number 2!! I came to a better understanding of what other people call normal!!
|"Mom! The Mzungu is looking at me, what do I do??"|
All of the things like this combine to form a understanding, a widened perspective. Instead of stubbornly insisting that my way is right, or that someone's way is wrong, I am better equipped now to just accept it as...different. Also, it helps me shrug off the little things that are of no consequence. In actuality, this lead me to my next and final point:
Number 1!! The Finisher, the Killing Blow, the Grade Finale! What I appreciate the most about my time spent in Africa is:
I'm better prepared for the future skylines!!
Example: With all of the strange and crazy that I've seen here in Africa, I'm better prepared for even more strange and crazy. Other areas of the world that were once beyond my capabilities of enduring are now in my sights. Since Bethel, Jehovah blessed me with a perspective of looking further than ever before. And now with my experiences in Africa, Jehovah has widened my perspective to that of being able to actually go where I'm looking. Yes, it was very difficult at some points, and yes I wanted to cry, but in the end it didn't even matter. Why?
Jehovah already decided that I was going to succeed. Who can argue with that?
As long as I upheld my part of the deal and relied on him for strength, nothing would prove too difficult for me. Nothing would push me off the edge. Sure, He allowed me to get close enough to the edge to see over it, but he never let me fall. Not even when I wanted to jump off!
All in all, what I'm left with to say is simply: Thank you, Jehovah. For holding my hand when I wanted to let go. Thank you for picking me up and standing me on my feet when I wanted to lie down and die. Thank you for ignoring my foolishness. Thank you for seeing what I am capable of instead of what I am not capable of. Thank you for helping me see what I can become, and thank you for forgetting what I was, what I am.
Thus, I end this post! Thank you SO MUCH for reading!
Ps. And in case I haven't mentioned it, let me say that I will be using this same blog for Honduras. Skylinepath.blogspot.com will be the one blog for all Need Greating adventures that Jehovah allows me to share in! Just the title of the blog will need changed. For instance, instead of 'New Skylines in Uganda, Africa" it will be "New Skylines in Honduras, Central America", or something like that. Same web address, though.
Ok, bla bla, long story, later! Ja ne!