To be honest, it has been a long time since I have felt the love God has for me...especially since Hannah died. However, this morning I was awoken by the Ugandan sunrise shining on my face...and I felt it. I laid there for a long time, just feeling His love for me. It was freeing.
Before my 2 days of plane rides, I prayed that I wouldn't have to do it alone. On my flight from Orlando to Amsterdam there was a girl sitting in front of me. She asked the assistant if she would be missing her connection to Kampala since our flight was delayed. I realized I had the same worry and we started talking. Of course she had been a roadie for Invisible Children and was now working for One Mango Tree in Gulu...we had much to talk about. We rushed together to our next flight and realized our seats were right next to each other! What are the chances! When we arrived in EBB, we both did not receive our luggage! After 4 years of traveling here, I have never lost my luggage! It's still in Amsterdam...we made it, but our luggage didn't. I am blessed to have someone with me in this whole process....a true friendship in the making :)
We'll be picking up our bags tonight so I'm staying in Kampala a day longer...TIA. I can't stay in Kampala too long though....the smog goes straight to the head.
"He is jealous for me...loves like a hurricane, I am a tree...bending beneath the weight of His wind and mercy.."
