This time of year always brings a certain angst in my heart. It’s cold here in South Africa and warm in the States. Schools out for the most part, annual family beach trip and summer camp is coming…in the States. I feel like everyone goes through it at one stage or another living overseas.
Hard to explain because it’s not homesickness. Or discontent. Because I really at this point have 2 homes. One here and one in Texas. But it’s the change of seasons, the end of school beginning of summer. Our ‘summer’ break occurs during Christmas break so there’s no separating the two.
Hold with me….
But then there are days like today where I get to meet missionaries from Rwanda who’ve come here for medical needs. Americans who I probably would have never met otherwise, God put in my path. To deliver a little goody bag, play with a 5 year old sister and see how God goes before us even in the most hectic of circumstances.
So you see I’m caught. Loving my God who makes BIG things and is a BIG God. Loving where I am and what I do. Loving the way Christ loves. Loving my family and friends back in the States. Loving technology that makes our world a little smaller.
Loving that The Lord called us to be a tiny part of what He’s up to in Africa. But caught between two worlds that I wish were a little closer.
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