By now, most of you know we received an unfavorable response from the American embassy regarding the visas we were trying to get for the girls. In truth, they treated us very unfairly and we did not receive a proper interview like we were due. We have contacted our state representative and are trying to get a new interview where they actually review our information and talk to us on a personal level. But until that happens, we must go home to Timu. We can't simply wait in Kampala for days on end. I guess you could say that even through the injustices of other men, we received an answer from the Lord about our future. For now, the answer is to live and work in Timu. For now, we're not returning home anytime soon. Terrill still must go to Leiden, Holland in mid-December to defend his dissertation. He'll have to go alone. The girls and I will wait for him in Kampala.
You know, my mind was prepared for anything. I came to Kampala looking for answers. And as has been normal for this year, I found a bunch of closed doors. My mind was prepared, but my heart was not. Why could not my thoughts and emotions align in this? Why does it still hurt so much even when I'm prepared to accept what God has answered? Slowly, slowly my heart is catching up and I'm gaining the equilibrium between my thoughts and feelings. Slowly, I'm accepting what has been out of my control from the beginning. I've got my answer...we can't come home right now...and I believe this is God's best for me. Now I pray that joy will return and replace the disappointment. I pray that I can accept what I don't understand. God has got to be at work in this, even when I can't see it.
|On a nature walk in Kampala|
|Kampala: our home away from home (Timu) away from home (US).|
|Timu sunset...what we're heading home to tomorrow.|