I am having a blogging crisis.
I don't know what to write. I see the news, I see everything going on and yet I can't muster much (any) passion to write about them.
Yesterday I had a conversation with a friend who was on part of the trip with me. We were both talking about processing the trip and getting back to "real life." I said that problem I had that I'd always understood there was a fire burning on the other side of town. Unfortunately - fortunately - I have now stood in front of that fire. I've seen the faces and smelled the smells and heard the roars and now I'm back on the other side of town. Few things seem to matter as much as dealing with that consuming fire.
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hi david, (i'm a friend of greg and marcia's)
pay attention to this. i know that feeling you're talking about. after a bazillion trips to haiti (slight exaggeration) i know that feeling of, "how can you people possibly care about *insert whatever mundane thing you happen to be talking about* when the world is full of so much misery?" it is really worthwhile to let this question sit. it might be calling you to something. give yourself the time you need to really listen.
I want you to know that your blogging on your trip to Africa has meant a great deal to me and begun inspiring me to do more! I need to write my compassion child more . . . and maybe use a gift God's given me to give to those in need (still praying and contemplating how that will all work). I don't know how much I've mentioned you/your blog/your trip on my own (http://maciesreads.blogspot.com)and how Africa, which has always been on my heart is even more so! I want to do something and I'm going to. The blogging on your experience has done something . . . I hope you would continue to bring more awareness to the many, many beautiful creations of God who need us to do more.
i can understand how hard it can be to process a trip like that. I was on a missions trip with Campus Crusade for Christ to Tanzania 2 years ago. Coming home and trying to integrate back into society was difficult as it seemed that no one understood what I had seen, felt, and lived. Eventually, I realized what a powerful voice and experience that we all have from having visited Africa and all the beauty and strife that it is going through. It showed me just how much the world needs to hear about God and his blessings to us. Thanks for the Uganda blogs. They were truly eye-opening. God bless :D
I am right there with you. Friends keep saying, "give yourself time," and I think, "time for WHAT? Time to forget just enough of what I saw so that my old life fits more easily?" I don't want that. And yet, I do. I'm a mess.
I wonder what it would mean if you could see the fire face-to-face and then just come back home unchanged, unfazed, and go back to work as if nothing happened, as if you didn't hear the screams.
You are in the grip of disorientation. Try not to go too fast.
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