Pack Your Bags... we're headed [east].

In June, my husband and I will be going to Hoima, Uganda (Africa). I will be returning for my second time. I do not know what this journey will hold, but something within me feels that this will be the beginning of something unfathomable.

I can only think to pray, asking God to give us faith, to give us courage, to give us clarity. Words even escape me now. My head is filled with images of a family that I have there. The smiles and the laughter that coat the pain and poverty that echoes down every dirt road. I feel so unworthy, but they say that I bring encouragement. I don't see how that is so. If anything, I only bring the residue of a spoiled society.

Love. I'm learning to love. I'm learning to love as a wife, to love as a friend, to love as a mentor, to love as a leader, to love as a sister, to love as a daughter, and mostly, to love as a servant. I have a long way to go, but I am being refined.

Jesus. Jesus is love. He is life. He is God. Jesus. If my life echoes nothing more... let it echo Jesus.
-MP