We finished our first week in Uganda.
Life will never, ever, ever be the same again.
|Amelia getting her belly blown
by one of her favorite aunties.
When I look back at all that has happened this week, I am filled with gratitude. I need some gratitude. Tonight, Amelia is anxious again. On top of that, I am aching for Caroline. To my core. What mother has to spend weeks away from their two year old?
So anyway, I am once again in that place where I think of the Israelites. How God freed them from Egypt, showed them many signs and wonders, provided for their every need — but they were in a strange land. They were uncomfortable. They didn’t always remember all God had done and was doing. So they complained.
I am thankful to be hitting the one week mark today so I can look back and marvel, rather than complain. This “strange land” is where we’ve prayed to be for months. And besides missing Caroline and a lack of down time or sleep, the trip has been better than any adoption trip have ever even heard of. To tell you the truth, it has been a blast!
(Last night, by the way, I had to hop three on a boda-boda to get antibiotics for Amelia’s suspected ear infection. What an experience! I won’t do it again, but it was once in a lifetime amazing!)
Pray that we continue to look to God and praise.
Tomorrow, we’re going to a VERY interesting orphanage! I will post pictures when we come back. It should be eye-opening.