My time in Uganda has been a mountain top experience. Each day brought new challenges that stretched me beyond my comfort zone. Each day ended with undeserving blessings beyond my comprehension.
I came to Uganda in an attempt to follow the example of Jesus by crossing the road to help someone in need. Here is a lesson I learned and will tattoo on my heart:
It is easy to cross the road but it is difficult to stay there unless you are totally dependent on God as your guide.
How many swollen little bellies did I exam this week? How many dirty little hands reached out for mine this week? How many precious heartbeats did I listen to this week? God created them all and the abundant love they are so eager to share is evident in their eyes and smile. Crossing the road enabled me to experience the sheer joy of little children who are content in all things. Oh to see the world through the eyes of a child….that is a renewed prayer of mine.