Rwanda Journal Day 3
Sorry that I have not been keeping up in a timely fashion. I doubt that anyone is even checking this thing out anymore.
The Journal...
We landed in Nairobi...Took an hour flight and ended up in Kilgali exhausted. We ate lunch and quickly headed to the genocide memorial. I was numb. Well some of me. I couldn't quite tell whether I was I was distracted or protecting myself. Definitely both. I've been praying like crazy but can't get a connection. Something is awry. I did get a good flow this morning when I started to write my pseudo sermon. Well...It was real.
OK, what am I doing. I must want to torture myself. This week has everything I fear wrapped up in it; no control of my surroundings, public speaking, and I'm stuck with my ex on a foreign continent for 10 days. I am a moron. This is pure torture and I have no clue what God is going to do with it.
There's a strange group of loud men outside my window. By the grace of God and some earplugs I'll get to sleep.
If anyone is reading this I hope that the are laughing at the changing emotions. I am.
posted by Gatsby24 @ 8:19 AM
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4 Comments:
i am too. you're a good man, paul hurley.
I am reading as well...reminding me of my own changing emotions. keep reminding me.
Was it really that bad? I mean with your ex and all? :)
Well MKD,
It was really bad at times.
There were many times where it was hard to focus and enjoy the experience for what it was. I prayed hard...with all I had... so that I could get through some of it. I prayed hard for her too.
God listened and answered them in His own way.
All the praise and glory to He who made us both,
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