home again

Well folks, sitting here posting this final blog concerning the trip to Uganda. So many memories and feelings come to mind, Especially the one feeling like I didn't do enough or make the best use of the time I was there. I don't think I was naive enough to believe that there wouldn't be some sort of letdown in returning, Just wasn't sure in what way that it would manifest. The Ugandan countryside is indeed very beautiful, the people were warm and very geniuine, and the suffering and lack is indeed very real. I feel like I was ministered to more than actually doing any ministering, and the people I was fortunate to come across have enriched my life in a way that's hard to describe. After experiencing this, the urging of the Great Commission takes on a greater dimension. What did I learn from this experience? That we all need love; Not only the kind shown to us by Christ on the cross, but the kind shown when we take time to involve ourselves in the lives of others, when we show that we genuinely care, and when we convey to other hurting, broken and scared people that they are not alone. It's not the highfaluting stuff that people desire to see out of us that are in the body, it's the very indicating of how much I am in need as the next man that conveys realness. In some ways I was shown how all that life in America offers can certainly be a hindrance to being continually dependent on Jesus; and to be blessed is only meant to indeed attempt to be a blessing to others. Coming to a realization of just how selfish I've been and become is not the most pleasant revelation in the world, but is certainly necessary to acknowledge in order for me to keep growing. Thanks to all who kept abreast of my goings on while I was overseas and for the prayers offered as well. Peace and Love, Peter