so...uganda.
when i was at passion in january, i felt like the Lord was calling me to uganda. calling me in that non-english voice. the one that makes you sound crazy when you try to explain it.
so, because i'm jordan treadaway and i don't tell anyone anything, i didn't tell anyone. until about two weeks later when someone asked me what i was doing after graduation and it just came out. "i sort-of have a job in greenville (that still has not called me back. geeeeez.) but what i really want to do is move to uganda and start a vocational school for kids who have grown up in orphanages." expecting raised eyebrows, i glanced up to see his reaction. "wow," he said, "i have a friend who wants to do that exact same thing. i'll hook you guys up."
what, Jesus? i didn't just make it all up?
so i sat with that and prayed about it for a while. and then i told my mom. let me just say....that didn't go over very well. i accidentally told her that my goal in life is to die. it just didn't exactly come out how i wanted it to. i meant to say that i didn't want to live my life just for me, that i wanted to live out God's glory, and if that got me killed 30 years earlier than i would have had i been living the american dream, then great. i get to see the face of God earlier.
so i'm waiting on the Lord. i feel like i'm supposed to be in Uganda on January 12, 2011. why that date, i have no earthly idea. what am i going to do before then? again, no idea. but i'm looking. at jobs in greenville, jobs in charleston, and maybe even jobs in hilton head. but preferably not, because i know that if i move home, these dreams will start to become silly again.
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