There is an aspect of cruelty to this here internship: “Erin, go to Africa, a place you have longed to go for years. Fall in love with the children and make new friends. But don’t stay. Return before too long and resume life and school.”
My heart aches at the thought of leaving Uganda. And, as much as the tears do come when I think of my parents or the opportunity to share fun times with my friends, I’m not so sure about returning to Canada. Maybe that is good because it means I have truly sought to love and live wholly in this new land. But good or not, the ache is certain.
God, just as you have given me this opportunity to come to Africa, please let me also accept the opportunity to return home. You are the Guide I have chosen to follow, and I know your paths are littered with wild flowers and beautiful stones, good gifts and joy. The cup you have chosen for me to drink is so different than that of your Son’s, but please help me to partake of it as willingly as he did.
“Yet not as I will, but as you will. May your will be done.” (Matthew 26:39b, 42b)
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