Spending our last few days at Canaan's was really awesome. Canaan's is run by Pastor Isaac whose son runs Kerith where we were the other day. I have been hanging out with some older girls here for a lot of my time because the little kids get a lot more attention that the older. The three girls I have gotten to know are Caroline, Angela, and Nancy who are all 11. And Vivian who is 6. They are sweet sweet girls who make me giggle so much. I also got to know Mayi Esther my sponsor child. It's really neat to get to love on her. This other little girl Ruthie had the most adorable little spirit and I was instantly drawn to her when we began making faces at each other. She had this sassy little attitude that was so cute.
Last night was really hard because it was the last evening I would watch the sunset in Uganda. The last time for a while I would lay eyes on the bright moon in the country that has captured my heart. I walked around just looking at the children and I couldn't help but to feel happy because even though I knew I would be leaving tomorrow, I was there in that moment leaving my mark on their little lives. I am so thankful God orchestrated this trip for me. I never imagined the impact it would have on me. My little Vivian held on to my hand tight last night. I think she knew I would be leaving today. I held her in my eyes and a group of us worshiped. Singing is my favorite form of worship because it really lifts my spirit high. It's in the moments of lifting my voice to God that I have felt the closest to Him and that I have felt His presence the most. So as I watched many children singing these songs to God, I couldn't help but to just be glad. Glad to be here. In that very moment. Witnessing the reason we were created. Vivian has such a beautiful voice. My favorite memories of us are singing together. That's the first memory we had and many more followed.
This morning was difficult. It is very hard knowing you will be saying goodbye in just a short couple of hours. Vivian hugged me and embraced me for as long as she could. And little Ruthie sat in my lap touching my face and making her goofy faces with me. As I walked unto the bus and got my seat, I stuck my hand out the window and without fail, there was Vivian to hold it tight. I looked down and saw her sad face and it broke my heart. Now I know I have to return whether it be short or long term, I will be back. As the bus pulled away, this little girl ran after it. So sweet. I think we all were struck with sadness. While driving to the airport, I was aching inside because of all I was leaving here. But, as I was staring out the window at everything around me, I heard God say, "you have done my work. You may be leaving, but I will remain. My love is with these people and children and I have them in my hand." What comfort! What I have experienced is incredible, but I know that this is not the end. I am always Called to love. Whether that be in Uganda or Memphis or Johnson City, I will share God's love and my heart will be full. The same smiles I love to see here, I will see in America because people crave love. And if I do as God calls me, then my heart will never be emptied. It will only continue to grow. I am excited too see what is next. God keeps surprising me with more plans for me than I ever thought possible. My Papoo always tells me I was created for greatness. That it was destined. What hope!

