Well, it's been a little less than 2 weeks since I left my home on Plot 65, Magwa Crescent, Jinja, Uganda, East Africa. So how am I different? How have I changed? Well, other than thinking I'll get frostbite if I leave my house, having a craving for sauteed eggplant on pasta everyday (love you Em), and becoming depressed at my quickly fading equator tan...I'm still not really sure. I know there must have been some changes...but I just can't put my finger on any specifics. I know part of my heart will always be in Uganda. I want to go back...I've even gone as far as to think of when and with who. But I also know another part of me is here in the states. If I can help in Uganda, what's stopping me from helping here, in the US?
The one thing I do know is I have gained a renewed passion to actually be a help... to make a difference somehow...somewhere. I don't quite know if that help is a physical one or an emotional one or any specific type of "one." But what I do know is the God who created this entire universe also intimately created insignificant little old me with a desire to help the hurting people in this world.
Now please know I'm not demeaning myself by saying I'm insignificant but in all honesty this world would do quite fine without me. In the big scheme of things I play a small if not non-existent part. Also please understand I'm not putting myself on a pedestal because I believe God designed me to want to help people. God made us all exactly the way he wants us.
Psalm 139:13-14 says " For it was you who formed my inward parts; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made..." (oh that gives me goosebumps!) And God made me in a way that I want to dedicate my life to being dedicated to others. I'm just not quite sure how that looks yet.
Much love...Rachel Zebee <3
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