There is a season for all things, but Jesus’ love remains constant through it all…

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Psalm 63:3-4 – “Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands.”

            The seasons here in Uganda may be completely opposite of the seasons back at home in America (on the other side of the world), but seeing flowers bloom and plants come to life (Ugandan springtime) while seeing friends’ pictures of the fall foliage back at home (American fall), has honestly been pretty cool. It has given me such a new perspective on seasons, and the beauty there is in change – the closing of one chapter, and the beginning of something brand new. Something beautiful.

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            I have a little over a week left here in Uganda (one full school week) until I head home for my sister Laura’s wedding – where I will be reunited for 2 weeks with my loved ones, and of course, my handsome fiancé (I am just a little excited about that, if you can’t tell…)!

            But with all that to say, I feel like God has really been whispering to me these words – “Sweet one, there is a season for all things. And I’m with you in each one.”

How beautifully comforting…


            Despite how much I love and adore the people here in Uganda, it’s okay to be excited to be reunited with loved ones. And it’s okay to be sad, at the same time, about the thought of my time here in Uganda quickly coming to an end. After my upcoming two weeks at home for my sister’s wedding, God willing, I will be coming back to Uganda for about five more weeks, to finish up the school term with my precious preschool students, and spend more sweet time loving on and being loved by my dear friends here.

            So much of my first weeks here, I was missing and desperately longing to be with loved ones back at home. But now that my weeks here are quickly coming to a close, I am already beginning to feel bits and pieces of the pain I will experience at home come December, longing to be back with my loved ones here in Uganda.

It’s funny, though, how God makes us grow in this way…

In seasons.

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             Seasons of great longing. Seasons of waiting. Seasons of great joy. Seasons of great hardship. Seasons of great change. Seasons of mundane. Seasons of healing. Seasons of sorrow. Seasons of excitement. Seasons of fear.

           The seasons go on and on…they never end. And the most beautiful part? They are always changing. Around us in the world, but more importantly, inside of our very own souls.

But in it all, you know what I have learned is constant?

Jesus’ love.

             From little injuries and incidents during my time here, I have been left with little scars on my body. Sweet reminders, as my fiancé loves to tell me, of this season in Africa and how God has been faithful through it all, even when I am not.

2 Timothy 2:13 – 

“If we are faithless, He remains faithful, for He cannot deny Himself.”

            Whether we feel it or not, He is right there with us, in whatever season – good or bad, steady or great change – we are walking through.


            I have definitely learned that – through the beautiful ups and heart wrenching downs of being a missionary here in Uganda. Having my heart full to the brim, but yet trampled by hardships and circumstances I am constantly surrounded by, in such a poverty-stricken land, all at the same time.

But seasons…

             It is in these seasons that we grow. That we change. That we let God transform us into who He has created us to be all along.


             For the exact season we are walking through, and the one just around the bend (that we can’t even see or comprehend yet…but He sure can…). All for the glory of His great name.

And isn’t that so comforting to know?

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             That whether we are serving across the world in a third world country, or caring for our little family or neighbors right in our own hometown, we are right where God wants us for this particular season.

To celebrate new beginnings and watch little ones grow up right before our eyes, like sweet baby Malachi’s first birthday yesterday!

To have sack races and dance parties at recess, and share the joy and laughter of being with those we love.

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To run into smiling faces on our walks home from work or around town.

And to be there for one another when the going gets tough and we just need a friend to lean on and confide in.


             I believe it is true, we bloom where we are planted. And God is the great gardener. The one who orchestrates our “planting.” He is the one who places and plants us exactly where He wants us to grow, flourish, and become who He created us to be all along…


Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 – “To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.”

             So, through it all, the seasons of great joy and of great trial and testing, I will praise my God. The God from whom all blessings flow. The God who has every season of my life right in the palm of His hands.


             …Just like when He called me to transfer schools after my freshman year of college, when it didn’t make sense in the world’s eyes. Just like when He called me to stick out a tough work situation because He wanted to show up in miraculous ways, when everything in me (and everyone else) told me to just give up. Just like when He asked me to move to Uganda and leave my fiancé and everything I loved back at home, and trust it all into His hands. Because He had better things in store than I could have ever planned or imagined on my own. More of His great love to be shared and experienced.


             All He calls me, and you, to do is bloom where He plants us. And follow Him where He calls. And praise His name through it all, being image-bearers of His great glory. For His great name.

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Psalm 63:3-4 – “Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands.”

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