Missionary Hauntings

samburu-woman My memories are haunting me

I fear they will abandon me

Like ghosts who come to taunt, then flee

My memories are haunting me.

 

I lie here in the dark with them

Recalling them, harassing them.

The freedom that was mine back then.

I lie here in the dark with them.

 

My path is not my own, I know

It’s His – He takes me where I go

But Africa, I miss you so

My path is not my own, I know.

 

The tears may form and fall, at will

I’ve no control of memories, still

The spring calls, like the whippoorwill

The tears may form and fall, at will.

 

A future lies ahead for me –

New days, new dawns, a legacy –

Uncertain as the days may be

A future lies ahead for me.

 

So take me – body, mind, and soul

For any purpose, path, or goal

That you will set. Just tell me, tho –

And use me – body, mind, and soul.

 

2 thoughts on “Missionary Hauntings

    • One of our top 2 prayer requests was always for our national partners, the Samburu, to have a burden for their own people. So, yes, having that burden on your soul is huge. Thank you for allowing God to use you wherever you are. Love you, Lorretta!

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