|My grandparents with our kids during our last visit|
This great loss for our whole family has also meant that I have not been able to spend as much time with my parents as I had hoped during our furlough. My mom was going to come up and see us in Georgia, but instead she went to the funeral in Illinois. Since our family was going through so much transition already, I didn't think it would be wise for me to go. This week we had planned to be with my parents in Orlando. They were able to come meet us for my birthday, but they had to go back to be with my grandpa the next day. I completely understand and agree with their decisions, but it doesn't take away my sadness. I love my family, and I don't like being over 7,000 miles away most of the time. Yet that is where I am called to be. God has graciously given David and me a strong confirmation that Good Shepherd's Fold in Buundo Village, Uganda is where he wants us to be a part of his kingdom work.
As I write I feel like I should tie this all up and say that everything is okay. I do know that I will see my grandma again in heaven. She is with Jesus and is no longer sick. I am so glad to know that she knew the love of Jesus and trusted in Him. I also know that Jesus promises that anyone who leaves their family for the sake of his kingdom will have rewards in heaven. But today I am sad. And I know that my Savior who walked on this earth and cried when his friend died, is here with me. He knows loss. He knows the pain of being separated from family more than I will ever know. He left heaven to come to earth to love you and me. As I grieve today, I am comforted by his understanding love.