Rathjen Family

Rathjen Family

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Missing Uganda

It has been 3 1/2 weeks since I returned from Uganda. I am missing it terribly. No longer can I look at anything the same. I can no longer take a warm shower and not think of all the little children at the babies home that will be taking a cold shower about 3 hours from when I take my warm one. I can no longer look an infant, safe in it's infant seat, gazing up at it's mother as she freely shops for everything her family needs/wants at Walmart---without thinking of the millions of babies who are motherless. They might be laying alone in a crib, totally unaware that they are so alone, but aware something is not right. They may be laying on a path somewhere, waiting to be discovered. They may be submersed in a toilet, covered in maggots, fighting for their life. Yes, it is true, that really happens. I can no longer tolerate waisted food and picky eaters, because I know somewhere, there is a child digging through a rubbish can. And there are thousands waiting in a long line, praying the pot does not run dry by the time they get to the front. I can no longer hop in my van, turn the engine and take off with out thinking of the millions who are walking five miles to fill their jug, hoping it is water they can drink without getting ill. I have no desire to go shop and load up on things I do not need...it does not feel right.

I thought I went on a mission to be Jesus' hands and feet, to change lives, to hug on children and tell them they are not forgotten. That is what I set out to do. It happened, it did. But what happened that was even bigger, far bigger than that, is GOD CHANGED ME. He opened my eyes. And once He opens your eyes, you can not shut them to the pain and suffering going on around the world.

We have to act. Once you are exposed, you cannot just turn your back. And I won't, I can't. I built relationships in Kampala. I met friends. I made promises. I love the people. I hate the corruption. I want to be part of the solution.

~Misty~