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All for You

Letting go of the familiar and stepping out with no expectations.

As I gave my family hugs at LAX, something inside began to break, I started to cry. I cried because I was leaving everything familiar to me, things that I was comfortable with, and stepping out and doing something I've never done before. I also realized that its going to be just me and God. That's the place I long to be, yet it was with great difficulty that I had to let go.

My team is amazing, each one is different and unique with their own God written stories; we were beautifully brought together for one reason-to serve Him and to bring Him glory. I can't wait to serve God as we get to know one another.

Traveling. Oh goodness, I've missed the thrill. I've missed the craziness. so 10 hours to London, 3 hour lay over, and 8 hours to Uganda-I'm here. Then we all pile into a small van with all of our luggage, and we're off, 4 hours later we arrive at the hotel- Paradise on the Nile.

During the drive I just took the time to offer myself to God. "Here I am, use me."
I loved driving by and hearing Ugandan music, hearing people talk in their language, I loved seeing how they live life, I loved smelling the dirt of Uganda-but my favorite is hearing the little children yell "Mzungu" (white person) as they beam with smiles and wave at us. Can't wait to be called a Mzungu over and over.

Uganda is beautiful filled with beautiful people. Jesus loves these people, and I can't wait to serve them. I can't wait to hold Ugandan babies, play with Ugandan children and pray over Ugandan women.

As we were getting closer and closer to our destination, a woman on my team played a song called "All for You" by Mikeschair...the lyrics seemed perfect for this trip.

"This time, this place is set apart
I stand amazed at who You are
I'm overcome by what You've done

I'm here right now, I need You now
I lift Your name above the doubt
This is my offering for You
For You

'Cause it's all for You, all for You
Every heart will proclaim
Every tongue will shout Your praise
All for You.

I leave my burden at Your feet
In You I find my victory
There is nothing You can't do..."

Letting go of the familiar and stepping out with no expectations.


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