Sunday, April 23, 2017

Easter on African time

Well since I was gone for Easter, we decided to do Easter a week late. So we had Easter dinner with out friend Tara and her boys.

Our late (by American time) Easter pic
Our Right on time (by African time) Easter pic

Easter dinner cooking and baking. Uwera is concentrating
on keeping another bun in the oven for another week or two. 

The kids first ever Easter Egg hunt at a friends

So proud of every egg found!


First we let the two little ones search for their eggs,
then we let the older ones out to hunt for eggs. 

The Egg hunt is on!

No one is going to get this boys jelly beans! This picture just
cracked me up!

Because life is not picture perfect. But its about the people in it.
I may regret some things in life, but I know I will never regret loving people,
investing in people, and never regret making my family priority.


Laughing about daddy sneaking Easter Eggs into his pocket. 
It seems kind of fitting that I got to have two amazing Easter dinner's this year.
My life is pretty divided between two continents. Two time zones.
I miss America when I am here, I am down right home sick for Rwanda when I am there.

This is my familiar, America is my foreign.

I would be lying if I didn't say my heart is a bit of a mess, as usual.
But I am so glad to find myself in this amazing crazy international life.


Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Amahoro....

Its 1:00am and I am in full jet lag mode. 

The house is quiet, and I am enjoying a hot cup of coffee I should not be indulging in. 

The floor is covered with confetti from coming home. 

I just spent three weeks back in the states and it had been two years since my last trip home. It was my first trip to America as a wife, and far too long to be away from my husband. 

One comment I heard a few times in this trip I wanted to write about, was peace. You see usually I am wired pretty tight. I always (and still do to a sense) feel if you are not 15 minutes early, you are late. I have always liked things just so. Everything in its place. If I did things how I was suppose to do them, then things would happen how they were suppose too. 

Only....... they dont. You can do everything the way you are suppose too, and everything will fall to pieces around you. The rug will be pulled out. Really..... people will be people. 

Someone asked me over dinner "What is the Lord teaching you right now?" That question always takes me by surprise. Kind of like "What is it like to live in Africa?" Its like asking you "So whats life like  in (fill in the state)" 

But it wasn't to hard to answer. This has been my battle cry for almost a year. I have no control. None. Nada. Zilch. I can do it all right, make the right choices, make the right boundaries, submit the right forms, inform the proper people, be quiet when I should, refuse the bad things for me..... and you know what? People will still talk. People will still hurt me. Bad things will happen to me. The answer will be "no" sometimes when my heart is set on "yes." 

This isn't a passive thing at all. It is very active. It IS setting the boundaries. It is constantly clinging to my identity in Christ. It is fighting the battles the Lord has burdened my heart to fight, and not fighting someone else or someone elses battles that leave me exhausted and with no passion to fight the good fight. Because I am too busy trying to control all the other outcomes, I never had nor will have control over. 

Someone once said to me "But if you do that.... people might say." I looked at her and said "Oh I am sure they will say no matter what." Thats just it.......

People will come to their own conclusions.....

People will talk......

You will be hurt......

Your boundaries will be tested and tested and tested again.........

People won't like that you have boundaries..........

The rug will get pulled out.......

You will be broken.......

People will make choices that effect you without consideration of anyone else.......

You won't make it out of this life alive......

Amahoro, it means peace. The Lord has been teaching me, stop spending so much energy and time worrying about this stuff. If I do it all unto the Lord. It doesn't matter if people talk, if they dont like my boundaries, or if life pulls all the rugs out. If I truly am doing it unto the Lord, your response, reactions, words, and so forth dont matter. 

It isn't between you me. It never was. It has always and always will be, between me and Christ. 

It has brought me so much peace. And it fun to see other people notice a calmness, a peace, that wasn't there. As I have laid down many a battles I never had any business fighting. 

Amahoro..... Peace. 

2 Timothy 1:7 "For God gave us a spirit not of fear, but of power and love and self control." 

Isaiah 55:8-11"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it."