Sometimes, I’m such a twit. I can’t tell you how glad I am that God, in His infinite patience and endless love and mercy, never actually says that to me. But I’m sure there are times He must feel like it. This epiphany came to me this weekend after spending several days trying to climb… Continue reading Pressing On
Category: I felt the rain down in Africa
The Copy-meister
Most people, when they are preparing for a mission trip, spend a lot of time shopping for supplies for international travel. They shop for new clothes appropriate for the culture in which they’ll be traveling and the work they will be doing. They purchase snacks and little travel-size toiletries and certain creature comforts which may… Continue reading The Copy-meister
Clinging
In my last post, I was “abiding.” That was before the past four days. I know Mom said there’d be days like this, but we’re more than halfway to a full week…and counting. I almost don’t even know where to begin. This has been a week of daily tragedies. Something new every day that rocks… Continue reading Clinging
Abiding
I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful….Remain in me and I will remain in you. No branch can bear fruit by itself; it… Continue reading Abiding
Finding my Purpose
I love it when a plan comes together! And no, I was never a fan of “The A-Team” in the 80’s, though I *did* play their theme song in marching and pep band in high school. But I digress. I am preparing to return to Gulu, Uganda, in August for 2 weeks. And though I… Continue reading Finding my Purpose
I Dreamed of Africa
With all the coverage in the news about the devastation in Haiti, it’s hard to think about much else these days. And while that’s not necessarily a bad thing, I’ve found myself more and more thinking about Africa. Uganda, in particular. Remembering. Reflecting. Trying not to forget what I saw, what I experienced, what I… Continue reading I Dreamed of Africa
Into Africa: Day 4
Dateline: 7:17 P.M. Gulu time. That’s 9:17 A.M. CST for those of you keeping score at home. MEETING THE CHILDREN! Today we finally got to meet the children! It was a day of celebration for us all! The children are trucked in from one of 5 different IDP camps around Gulu. They range in age… Continue reading Into Africa: Day 4
Into Africa: Day 3 (part 2)
Dateline: 8:48 P.M. Gulu time. That’s 11:48 A.M. CST for those of you keeping score at home. REFLECTIONS ON GULU I had the opportunity today to walk around this “vibrant” city and see it firsthand. To witness the activity of daily life here with my own eyes. To experience its movement, its rhythm, its pace. … Continue reading Into Africa: Day 3 (part 2)
Into Africa: Day 3
Dateline: 2:37 P.M. Gulu time. That’s 7:37 A.M. CST for those of you keeping score at home. WE HAVE ARRIVED! It’s been 38 hours since our flight left DFW, and I am now settled into my new home-away-from-home, the Hotel Roma in Gulu.
Into Africa: Day 2 (part 2)
Dateline: 12:30 P.M. somewhere-over-the-Mediterranean-Sea time. According to my watch, it’s about 4:30 A.M. CST for those of you keeping score at home. I am sitting on a 767 bound for Entebbe, next to a Senior Principal Auditor for the Ugandan government, flying over the Mediterranean Sea. At some point I will have to stop pinching… Continue reading Into Africa: Day 2 (part 2)