Beginnings.
I’m nearly four weeks into my time in Uganda and life has finally begun to find a steady rhythm. While transitioning into life in another culture has been more difficult than I remembered, I continue to be amazed by the people God has placed in my life here and by the fleeting moments of clarity when I feel God’s call on my heart stronger than ever. It feels like yesterday I was stepping out of the plane on my first trip to Uganda 4 years ago. I vividly remember smelling red dirt and polluted air while sensing an unexplainable feeling of familiarity. Within just 48 hours of being in this country, I knew this place was special and that it would one day be home . Over those first two summers, Uganda completely captivated my heart. I fell in love with the dirt roads and green hills, the vivacious people, their unbreakable spirit, and the tangible hope that ascended out of poverty and pain. I spent those few months experiencing li...