I’ve been home from my mission trip to Kenya and Uganda for several days now, and I am still struggling to fully process everything that I’ve experienced over there.
So many memories.
So many emotions.
So many ideas.
So many questions.
First of all, I want you to know that I think that Kenya and Uganda are both amazingly beautiful countries. Everywhere we went, I was blown away by the scenery. Rolling hills and mountains rich with crops of pineapples, bananas, coffee and tea. It was some of the most beautiful land that I have ever seen in my life.
The people were amazing too. There are lots of words that I would use to describe them all…
Beautiful (especially the children).
But the extreme poverty that we experienced there simply rocked my world.
I feel somewhat guilty now that I am home and get to take a shower in my nice, clean bathroom. Then I can go sit on my big, comfy couch in my air-conditioned living room while I catch up on TV shows recorded on my DVR while I was gone.
Then I go back to work, and sit in my nice office… the one with way more desk space than what I really need, and where I complain about how my chair squeaks when I move a certain way.
If there is one thing that I am able to process right now, then it is the fact that even those of us who are in ‘rough’ shape here in the United States are still extremely blessed.
We are blessed more than we realize.
For me realizing that fact only prompts more questions in my heart and my mind. I begin to ask myself things like what I will (really) do with the many blessings that I have. And with the things that I have swirling through my head right now, questions like this only stir it all up even more.
What is a blessed child of God to do?
I can tell you that I am not going to take things for granted anymore. I consider myself very blessed, and I will certainly remember to be more thankful for the blessings (and opportunities) that I have (that I know others don’t have).