Saturday, November 22, 2008
Safety In Christ Alone
Volume 3, Issue 27
November 21, 2008
-Safety In Christ Alone-
Tears slowly, gently roll down as the sound of teenagers laughing and baristas working echo in the background. I didn’t expect that I would be this emotional, but little has escaped my memory as I think of where I was one year ago.
As I read recent published articles about bundibugyoebola virus in scientific journals, a tidal wave of memories drown my thoughts. November 29, 2008 marks the one year anniversary of the announcement of the Ebola outbreak in Uganda – the day when Scott Myhre found Mr. Mwonga and me working in the pediatric ward at the local health center and said, “I need to talk with you. Right now.”
Next weekend, on the day of the one year anniversary, I will be briefly speaking at a local church in Everett, WA about the Ebola outbreak. Above all else, in the few fleeting moments in front of the congregation, I hope to express how God led me to Bundibugyo, and that despite chaos and uncertainty during the Ebola crisis, I have never been so confirmed that I was exactly where God wanted me to be. In the face of all my fears, and many they were and still are, God calmed my spirit and wrapped me in his reassuring love. Never more than one year ago have grace, mercy, death, and faith in God been more palpably real to me.
In the brief, blessed encounter I had with Jennifer Myhre’s mother, on the day that I left for Uganda in October, 2007, she told me that she came to the realization many years ago that doing God’s will doesn’t always mean you will be safe physically, but there is no safer place you can be. I agree.
May we all rest in the safety and love of Jesus Christ.