MissionI didn’t have a voice, but God asked me to sing; I didn’t want to fly, but God gave me wings; I didn’t have anything but the power of prayer; But God sent me with His compassion and care.
I went on a journey to a faraway place, Equipped only with God’s blessing and grace; I begged to God that His Will be done Each day in the lives of everyone.
We went with old friends, but made new ones, too! And during the trip those bonds truly grew, Into Agape and Philos by God’s gentle hand, As he molded us all to fulfill His command:
“Go into the world and tell my children for Me, That they are so precious, I want them to see; That I have given them a very great Light, To fulfill their needs every day and night.”
I wasn’t prepared for God’s gift to me, I simply had gone to fill physical needs; But I was struck by a faith so great That God does provide and all needs will be met.
Although I missed some things back home, There were no times when God left me alone; He stayed for the journey with everyone there, With those giving light, and those giving care.
When Africans and Americans said, “Good-bye!” It was with heavy heart, a tear, a sigh… We came back with a knowledge that when God calls, “Here am I, Send Me!” is the best answer of all.
Carol Hathaway SLA Operations Manager Youth Mission Team Leader, 2004 - 2005
"when we parted"
when we parted, with promises and tears, me half broken-hearted, to sever for years pale grew my cheek and cold colder as i miss truly that hour foretold sorrow to this
the dew of the morning sinks chill on my brow it felt then like the warning of what i feel now my vows to you never to be broken LIGHT is your fame i hear your name spoken and smile without shame
they name you before me a joy to mine ear a shudder comes o'er me i knew you so dear, i know i loved to know thee, but did i know you too well, never shall i rue thee a friend too deep to tell.
in LIGHT we met in thee i never grieved for my heart shall never forget my spirit never deceived If i should meet thee after long years How should i greet thee? with silence or tears?
I MISS YOU!
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING!
Edy Namara Youth Mission Team 2005 Kampala, Uganda |