The beautiful church I call home. |
After leaving the Africa Mercy with my mom, I landed in
Toronto and got to spend a wonderful week in Toronto visiting my lovely church
and church family. I got to share some of my experiences in front of the church
(we all know how much I love that) and catch up on all the things I’d missed. I
am so grateful to be surrounded by such an amazing group of people who
encourage me as I continue to walk in the path God has set before me. The week
was spent getting as much wisdom from Pastor Tim as I could, visiting with
friends from Staples, and spending quality time with people from church. What a
blessing it was to get some solid Biblical teaching during the sermons, Sunday
school and Bible Study classes. We are so blessed in North America to have
people who are so versed in the Word and who can deepen our understanding of
what God has shared with us.
I got to watch my little cousins in action. |
Coming home was definitely an interesting experience. I had
a really hard time saying goodbye to Madagascar, and am still struggling
through those emotions and missing people. At the same time, I experienced some
reverse culture shock as I tried to remember the acceptable social behaviours
around things like taking the bus and not greeting every person I met. I also
discovered that after living in an environment where there were always people
around from the second I woke up, to the second I fell asleep, that being home
was very lonely. I would spend long periods of time on my own and it seemed
like other people were too engrossed in their lives to bother talking to a
stranger. In North America, it seems like we all inhabit the same space but
live completely separate lives. Coming from a warm culture where I felt immediately
at home, going back to a cold culture was difficult. I also learned that all
those things that we think are so important – privacy, long showers, choice of
food – became way less important after they were taken away and then given
back. I realized I was quite happy without all those things. Once you take away
things, people become far more important.
Two really special moments stuck out about my time at home.
The first was on my last Sunday at church. Pastor Tim called me up front so
that the church could pray for me and send me out. He asked everyone who felt
close to me to come up and lay their hands on me, joking that there might not
be enough space for everyone. What a powerful moment, to have the church lift
me up and send me out. I felt overwhelmed by the Holy Spirit in that moment –
such a sense of peace and love and support. The second moment was during a
family BBQ where my dad asked me if I would pray for everyone. It was really
special to be able to ask God to open their hearts and to work in their lives.
On Friday I left Canada for Lindale, Texas for the start of
onboarding. It was difficult to once again say goodbye to people who mean the
world to me, especially for such a long period of time. But I am certain that I
am where God wants me, and my goal is to wake up every day thanking Him for the
daily bread He provides in terms of food, love, shelter, etc. and to ask Him to
show me where He is working that day and where I can join in. What’s His plan
for me that day? Is it to encourage others? Is it to be in the background?
Whatever opportunities come before me, I want to be sure that I am prepared to
act on them with the guiding of His Spirit.
Peter replied, “Repent and be baptized, every one of you, in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of your sins. And you will receive the gift of the Holy Spirit. The promise is for you and your children and for all who are far off—for all whom the Lord our God will call.” - Acts 2:38-39
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