Yesterday I travelled to Entebbe to pick up my friend Rob Moores from the airport. The early morning and the ten hours of travel (there and back - not one way!) weren't my favourite but it was a sacrifice worth making. I met Rob and Maureen when I was 18, way back in 1999 and in the following years they were not only my pastors but mentors, friends and family. While Maureen is not here in Uganda, I'm excited that I do get to hang with Rob for three weeks.
While most Aussies who I've spent time with in Uganda have come on missions trips with Australia HOPE International (excluding my mum and sister) and I haven't really known them (with the exception of course of my friend Suz but she doesn't count because she lives and breathes Africa), this will be the first time that I will be spending time with someone I know really well and who knows me. It is my privilege to introduce one of the most significant people in my faith journey to this place that I am so passionate about. And no doubt, along the way, he will once again challenge my faith. Rob is not the kind of person you can hang around with and he doesn't impact you.
His trip will be a bit of a whirlwind. I'm getting used to them. Sometimes I think it would be nice to have a basement where I could hide away from it all, like in The Wizard of Oz. But maybe like Dorothy, the adventure is worth going on. Maybe somewhere after the tornado has hit, along the journey home, I find courage and love and wisdom and help others do the same.
For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come. Hebrews 13:14
Blessings
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