Apologies from this absentee blogger! We've been 'home' for the last two months.
I've had many opportunities to reflect on the meaning of the word home as we've spent the last two months touring Canada and the United States. Home has meant the houses of relatives and friends, a cottage and many different campsites. In all these different homes we had a fabulous time visiting loved ones and sharing in lots of food and fellowship. Thank you to all of you who welcomed us so warmly and listened to our stories about life in Uganda.
There were so many highlights from dressing up as cows for Cow Appreciation Day at Chick Fil-A with the Morton family...
...to beach volleyball on the shores of Rice Lake with the Finlaysons.
Then there were the many opportunities to share about the work of New Hope Uganda and watch eyes fill with tears and hear insightful questions as people listened to us in churches and in homes. It was good to be 'home.' It wasn't just the smooth roads, the hot showers, and the Tim Horton's on every corner, it was the reminder that we have been blessed with a wide circle of friends and family who are praying and supporting us in our work in Uganda.
Just before we left for Uganda someone asked me if Uganda was 'home' now. The question caught me a little off guard. "Yes," I said "for now." It's where God has placed us and that's what really matters. We received the usual warm Uganda welcome (can't remember anyone screaming for joy when I walked into their house in Canada) and are now looking forward to a home-coming of a different sort as New Hope Uganda celebrates 25 years of ministry this coming weekend.