Almost 1500 patients have been seen, inventory done, supplies repacked, and finally we got to spend the day just enjoying beautiful Ugandan scenery and wildlife. We also got to enjoy each other. It would be an understatement to say that this team has become a full-blown family. Taking a day to enjoy the company of the wonderful people with which we have served is much needed and almost therapeutic. God is so good, and I have seen His amazing love in the unceasing smiles, grimy hands, and stained scrubs of these teammates. There are no words to fully describe the joy of Christian fellowship. I realized that I have fallen in love with this group, and I will miss them terribly. We have all been so busy that we needed this day to just connect and reflect…but, hopefully not for the last time.
The English word we see in the bible for “church” comes from the Greek word “ecclesia.” It means “an assembly, a gathering, or a called out group.” It’s not a building where you dress up and act like you have it all together. It’s not a place at all. This week, we haven’t spent our days in fancy buildings adorned in stained glass, and we certainly haven’t followed the liturgy you might expect in a sanctuary. Rather, this group got down on their knees in therapy, treated bloody wounds, soothed sick babies…and smiled all the while.
We have BEEN church.
And it’s where we belong. A friend recently reminded me that we are not humans having a spiritual experience, we are spirits having a human experience. At times like these, the things that usually saddle me with stress suddenly fade away, and I find life and breath in God alone. What we do now echoes in eternity. Each of us. There is a gift you have that someone else is waiting for. That’s why God made you the way He did. The person is you. And the time is now.
This week, this time of service, this love, this family. It was church. And I am eternally grateful for it.
In His love,