Friday, June 5, 2015

Departure

8.26.15


When I was on the plane on my way to Tanzania, I could not believe I was on a plane traveling halfway across the world to Africa. Now while I wait, I cannot believe that I am leaving Tanzania so soon. It felt like this trip was cut short. If I was given the opportunity to stay, I would take the chance in a heartbeat. 

During this trip, I believe that each one of us received a gift. This gift was to extend compassion and service to others. We do no more than receive a gift, yet we know the changes are real. We know they are real because we discover that the spirit of compassion we once found so hard to exhibit is now easy (Foster, 9).

Now don't get me wrong when I say easy. See, when meeting the people of Tanzania, it was so easy to love them and to fall in love with the people. Being able to love on one another was the highlight of this trip. It was so easy to serve these people because we saw how beneficial it was for both parties. It was easy to stay up late just so I could talk to the hotel staff longer. It was easy to try to learn Swahili because I wanted to interact and converse with the people I encountered better. It was easy to learn more about our group who were were traveling with. 

There were parts of this trip that were difficult. Seeing the living conditions of the Maasai were difficult. Seeing how hard the kids worked was difficult. Not being able to give the kids everything they needed was so difficult.

But now, the hardest part will be leaving. It is the hardest part because I am leaving feeling like I am not done yet. I don't feel content with the work that we have left. My heart aches so much because I want to stay and work to make ends meet for Ngaramtoni and Lisingita. I want to be there to help build the water well. I want to help care for the corn fields and chicken. I want to teach these little kids English and I want to learn Swahili from them.

Leaving is the most difficult part of this trip.


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