It took a long time to get to Uganda – a very long time.
Think 18 hours of flying and 10 hours of driving, and you’ve made it. But I’d do it all over again in a heartbeat.
My team consisted of 16 adults and kids. The goal of our trip was to share the Gospel and ultimately find hungry people who would lead discipleship groups of Ugandans after we were gone. Each morning we met as a team to worship, encourage one another and get vision for the day. Then we were sent out to the city in twos.
One day, my husband and I were in a group with two of the kids from our team. We prayed for guidance, and then we each shared what we had received from the Lord. My husband saw a picture of windowpanes. Since we didn’t have a specific destination, at each intersection we simply took turns asking God which direction to go.
We found ourselves on the campus of a technical college walking past a cornfield when my husband saw windowpanes that matched the picture he had received earlier. We went to investigate but only found an abandoned building. Giving up, we turned around to leave. We were stopped short by a man driving up on a motorcycle.
His name was Stephen, and he was a professor at the college. He had planned to go out with his colleagues that afternoon but felt like he should return home instead. That sounded like a divine appointment to us!
He invited us into his home – adjacent to the abandoned building with the windowpanes – and we each took turns sharing part of God’s story from creation to Christ. He was excited to hear stories from the Bible and shared his desire for the people of his tribe to know them, too. We encouraged him to share these stories with others and promised we would come back again.
I remember walking away in amazement at how many things had to work together perfectly in order for that meeting to happen.
God was leading us as well as our new friend, Stephen.
We returned one more time to visit Stephen and found out he had told the stories to others and was eager to hear more. We led him and another friend through a discovery Bible study and encouraged them to keep sharing what God was teaching them.
Our time in Uganda was over before we knew it. By the end of two weeks, our team had met more than 30 people who were hungry to know the Word of God and share with others. We gave their information to the long-term team to connect with in the future.
While we won’t be there to see these people grow in their faith, I’m so thankful to have played a small part in their stories and in God’s plan for Uganda.
We all have a part to play, and one day I look forward to seeing the full tapestry of how God has woven all those parts together into one magnificent masterpiece.
By Heather Garcia, Antioch Night Discipleship School Class of 2014
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