Not the end, but the beginning
Isaiah 55:12 – “For you shall go out in joy and be lead forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.”
These past few weeks I’ve been feeling so many different overwhelming emotions. There have been tears because I haven’t wanted to go home, but then happiness because I get to see my beautiful family again. I’ve been spending a lot of time reflecting on what exactly it is that I’ve learnt this year & the most significant thing I feel I’ve learnt is the purpose God has for my life. It’s not to make money, it’s not to live a life of routine, it’s not to live averagely, but to live for something greater. It’s to live for him. I am never going to be the same person I was before I came to Africa. Those of you who were close to me back home are probably already noticing the change in me since I’ve been here. I am stronger, I am bolder & for the first time I’m standing firm in what I believe is the foundation of my life, I’m proud to say I’m a Christian & I’m proud to get to live my life for that.
For the first time in my life I’ve found a greater meaning to life, that meaning to live this life BEING the change I believe God wants to see in this World. Whatever small impact I can make in this short life time is enough, as long as I strive to be all that I can be. I remember in my first week here as I was driving to a day of classes for 360, I felt God tell me “Africa is going to become a bigger part of your story”, and right now I’m feeling he’s telling me that this isn’t the end of that ‘bigger’ part of my story. It’s just the start.
I’ve been to teenage pregnancy centers & met a 10 year old mother that was a victim of rape. I’ve walked past street children every single day. I’ve met a young man at the age of 12 that doesn’t want to return home because he knows that will entail being beaten with a hot metal rod. I’ve met abandoned children, I’ve met orphans. I’ve held children that have been born with HIV that may never know what it’s like to live a normal healthy life & kids who may never get the opportunity to go to school. I’ve met 45 year old women who never even reached grade 1, with more than 5 children & no way to support them. Beyond all of this, I’ve also seen people who have lost it all & lived such difficult lives, yet have a greater trust & hope in God than anyone I’ve ever met. Instead of being pessimistic, they choose to see the best in life. In circumstances where they have every right to ask “Why me?” they choose to grasp every opportunity with two hands & make the most of every little blessing each day has to offer.
I’m coming home for now & I am so incredibly excited to be seeing my amazing family & friends (and oh boy am I blessed), but Africa has my heart. Africa is my home now. Not my second home, it is my home. I might leave Uganda, but I’ll leave part of my heart here when I leave. I really feel like the best is yet to come but for now I know my time in this particular season of my life is coming to a close, but I thank God for the extra 3 & ½ months in this beautiful nation. It’s hard to believe I’ve been here for almost an entire year!
I haven’t been in touch with those in Australia very much these past few months because I’ve been trying to be as invested as I can be with my life here. So for those of you I haven’t been in contact with, these past few months I’ve still been doing work with Watoto. I spent the month of July in Gulu (Northern Uganda) working in the Babies home there, which I absolutely adored. Since the end of July I’ve been living back in Kampala working with Living Hope doing office-type work (bit of a change for me, as I’m a pretty hands on people person), also teaching Literacy to older women that know only basic English twice a week. I’ve also been helping out my good friend Shirley & her husband Pastor Calvin (also coordinators of 360 this year!) with some planning for next year’s intake. I spend my weekends off visiting my African mum, Mama Justine out in Suubi Village, I’ve been serving in Children’s Church at Downtown Watoto Church & I’ve had the awesome opportunity to check out a few NGO’s being ran by other Muzungu’s (white peeps.) It’s absolutely incredible the work you see people dedicating their lives to here, I’m in awe of what God is calling people to do in this nation & the hope that comes with that for the local people. Lives are being transformed every day because of people standing up & committing to come to Uganda to be a part of God’s bigger picture.
SO you’re probably wondering, what next? In October I’ll go home, I’m very keen to get back into ministry at Sydenham & take back some of the things I’ve learnt from Watoto. I plan to start working again, then next year in February I won’t be going back to studying Social Work, but I’m going to be starting a Double Degree in Ministry & Theology. My connection with Uganda is still to continue, this year & next I plan to do some volunteer work with the Australian country office for Watoto & the details of what that may entail are still yet to fall into place when I’m back in the country. I’m not done with Uganda yet & of course (not that anyone would be surprised), I plan to come back in the not so distant future for a longer period of time, but I know for at least the next year or two I’ll be back in my beloved Melbourne with my family waiting on God’s prompting & clearer vision for why I’ll be coming back, but I already have a few ideas in mind.
If there’s one clear thing I know about my future, it’s that this is just the beginning of my travels & this will most definitely not be my last trip to Uganda. Right now I’m praying for God to open up opportunities for Ministry in areas I’m passionate about, this muzungu has a very big heart for Africa. Already I have some ideas for evangelism & outreach & would love to start something of my own, but we will see what doors open when I come back to Australia. So as cliché as it is, for now this is my “Good-bye for now” to Uganda & possibly a very temporary hello to the land down under!
Please continue to pray for me even in my final few weeks here, pray for God’s peace in me returning home because it isn’t easy leaving behind such amazing relationships, even when you know it is the right timing!
Thank-you for reading my blog, I’ll see you in 3 weeks Australia.
Jasmine









