It’s All About Me

I thought about making this post an exposé of how on a mission trip it’s not all about me. But, then I thought: nah. What’s the fun in that? I really do want this post to be about me, and I think, by the end of it you might agree with my decision. 

In our room we have something that no one else from our team has: our shower head has a pressure regulator. It didn’t start with one, but a few days ago Wes helped install one for us. The shower is set up with a fixed overhead faucet that is attached to the main pipeline on the wall, and a corded, hand-held shower head that is activated by sliding out a knob on the side of the main pipeline. Well, the knob broke off while in the corded shower mode and Wes wanted to use the overhead. He tried to push the knob back in, but it wouldn’t go. So, he used the back of the hand-held piece as a hammer, and banged on the knob. After a few hits, he busted a hole in the back of the shower head.

 
Now, water spurts from that hole in the back as well as raining from the front. To control the PSI of the shower water, you can hold your thumb over the hole and it will increase the flow, or remove it, and decrease the flow. Perks like pressure regulators only come to those in the blessed rooms. Wes has been a real blessing.
I actually did mean that last statement. He has been a jack-of-all-trades on this trip: helping out with the construction, working with kids and teens, working in the hospital, and doing general evangelism. He has been an encouragement to me, and I thank God for him on this trip.

The other things that have been going on with me lately are more of general updates than anything else. Today was the Compassion children day. Many of the team members sponsor children through Compassion International. By corresponding with the Ugandan workers, we were able to arrange for most of those children to spend a day with us at Akello. The children from Hope came also, we gave them gifts, organized a sort of carnival for them to win prizes for games, and made things out of pipe cleaners. It was a fun time for the kids to get to spend a day with the person responsible for their food, care, and exposure to the gospel; you could see the joy on their faces. After the children left, around 4 o’clock, we all traveled back to Hope to continue construction on the chicken coop, or what I call the chicken hotel. We were able to get most of the sheet-metal roof on and began some of the boxes and posts inside. The rest will be done on Saturday, before we leave.

A few days back, I was praying and walking the new land of Hope, which is little more than a large, grassy field. The only adornments it bears are the newly planted garden and the chicken hotel, which are directly adjacent to the brick wall of the children’s village initial property. As I walked, praying over the new land and the plans for it, I saw a termite mound on the very edge of the land, built next to a tree. 

Firstly, if any of you have ever encountered a termite mound, you that they are very tough things to destroy. It is almost like breaking down a stack of bricks. The termites are very meticulous and thorough when it comes to their houses. But, even so, they can be destroyed. However, for this one, which was built on a tree, it it much more difficult, if not impossible to completely destroy. 

For us, believers in Christ, we need to build our lives upon a tree. We need to build our homes, these bodies, the housing of our souls and spirits, upon the cross of Golgotha. To be built upon the solid ground of what God has done for us, and grow next to Him and His cross, so that we may be indestructible. Unable to be destroyed by any attacks of Satan and his demons.

So, my thought for you today: be more like a termite mound.

As always, thanks for reading.

–the anonymous novelist

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