this song came on when i was in the car this morning. my mind went to all the times i’ve been in this place … feeling hidden, forgotten, hopeless, broken, the reality of innocence stolen. all the lyrics resonated. feeling so alone simply just wanting the ache and pain to end. feeling completely misunderstood by the world and wanting God to show up. to be seen and safe. to be understood. to not have to defend myself. thank God for the reality of our God being Emmanuel. thank God for Jehovah Rapha. thank God for the God who sees and knows and wants to be close. for the One who fights for me and with me and has never left me. be encouraged tonight. if you’re in that place… as i write from a similar place. knowing hope and knowing pain. let this be your reminder that Emmanuel is close. so very close. hand in hand He wants to be. to rescue. to save. he is Savior after all.
Reminders from Main Street in the Pearl of Africa
the day before i came back to the States, i was walking on Main Street in the middle of the Pearl of Africa. we stopped at one of the shops and began talking to the shop owner. after a few minutes of conversation, there was a break and pure silence. all but the hustle of life and boda boda’s buzzing around us. it was as if this stranger and i were no strangers at all in that moment. we made direct eye contact. my heart leaning away with hesitancy but filling up with an abundance of expectancy, i asked if she could give me a Ugandan name.
