On Sunday, I went to say goodbye to my little buddy Wesley. He's almost 2 years old and can always manage to bring a smile to my face.
That evening while we were playing and giving lots of hugs, Wesley taught me something very important about what I've been going through these past several days.
First, here's a little background. Wesley had been staying at his Grammie's house because his Mommy had a new baby. Not really understanding what's going on, Wesley has been a little clingy to Grammie so Grammie was exhausted and happy to see me come to give him some attention. I offered to give him a bath. When I asked him, "Wesley, do you want to take a bath?" At first he said no. But when I asked him again, he looked at me and smiled. He said, "Yeah!" He ran into the bathroom, saw the bath, and went running back out of the room wimpering. He needed a hug from Grammie again. After some tears and running away, I eventually got him into the tub. When he's finally in the warm water, splashing away, he remembers how much fun it is. He laughs and laughs and enjoys a good time. When it's time to get out, now the bath he cried about getting into at first is the same bath he cries about getting out of. He doesn't want to leave, and he surely doesn't want to get dressed. I wrestle his clothes onto him (which is a very accurate description of what it takes to dress this little boy), and we play and have a great time now that he's out of the tub.
Life is so much about adapting. Our lives are constantly changing, and sometimes those changes are difficult. Right now I'm feeling so much like Wesley and his bath. God has called me to go to Uganda and I said with a smile, "Yeah!" But now that it comes down to leaving and saying good-byes, I'm feeling the tears coming. The crazy thing is I know that once I get there, I'll be fine. I'll be happy and at peace because I'm where God wants me to be. And once I'm there for 2 years, it'll be so hard to leave.
With every change in life comes a time to adapt, a chance for faith to grow, and an opportunity to be less dependent on ourselves and more dependent on God. So while I may be facing the tears and heartbreak that come from so many good-byes, I'm learning my lesson from my little buddy Wesley (actually 2: the first was never wear socks when giving a 2 year old a bath) that just around the corner is something even better than I'd imagined. And just like I was with Wesley that entire evening, God will be with me through it all.