A Lesson from Becky

Today I went to the Baby's Home here in Seguku with my friend Elise. Here I met Becky.
Becky is an orphan. Age 4.
Becky bit Peter on the arm.
Elise tells Becky to go stand by the office door. That is when they really know they are in trouble.
After discipline, the children are to pray.
Becky asks Elise, "I need to pray for my heart?".
Elise says, "Yes, you need to pray for your heart".

So here I am, on the porch of a beautiful home, on top of a mountain overlooking the large city of Kampala, asking myself, "I need to pray for my heart?".

Jesus says, "Yes, you need to pray for your heart".

1 John 3:20 says sometimes our hearts condemn us. God has reminded me today of how He is greater than my heart, and He knows everything. He has seen it all, the full extent of my evil. Yet, He does not condemn me. But I am the one who condemns myself. Jesus knows the fear and doubt in my heart. He know that I tried to run from Him, more specifically tried to run from His call to come back to Uganda. So today He says, "Pray for your heart Camille, and quit condemning yourself while your at it". :)

1 John 3:21&22 The Message
And friends, once that's taken care of  and we're no longer accusing or condemning ourselves, we're bold and free before God!

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This is my journal entry from the plane ride I wanted to share: "It's finally here. I am on the plane. I look out the window. We are above the clouds. It's incredible. Trying to grasp just exactly what is happening. So basically, I bought a one-way ticket to Uganda. I have been waiting for this moment. Yes, this exact one. Ha. I knew it would come. This moment where it is just me and my thoughts, where I can quiet my mind and actually think. Since August 1st, up until this point, I have been spending each and every moment possible with any and every person that would spend it wilth me. I've been to the Carolinas, Texas, Colorado, New Orleans, Baton Rouge, Alexandria, Ruston, Georgetown...driving, laughing, singing, dancing...just enjoying this life and the people in it. It was a beautiful season, but man it was a whirlwind. And I am spent. But now this moment has come. The moment when I finally come to terms with what I've gotten myself into, haha. And let me tell you, I am all in. I don't feel overwhelmed. I don't feel dreadful or afraid. I just feel "here", if you will, in a good way. I'm not wishing I were back home and I'm not wishing I were living some other life. I am just here. Haha. And I just randomly opened my bible, and I read: "Here am I. Send me!" Here am I. Pretty simple, eh? Here am I, looking out this airplane window, hand in hand with my creator.