After 45 hours of traveling, we have arrived in the beautiful country of Uganda, one flight away from our destination. There is something about a new place that brings with it familiarity. It's the uncertainty of the roads, the smell of the air, the color of the lighting fixtures and fear of the water that take you to a place you first discovered, wondering what adventure awaits. It's staying in a room with bars on the windows knowing it's safe, but hoping within that an experience just scary enough to be safe takes hold, affording itself to be shared with everyone within earshot.
I like the new, but even more I like how it reminds me of the old. A wise king once said there is nothing new under the sun and the more experiences I have the more they remind me of how blessed I am and have been all my life. I could take time to explain what it's like here, to tell you about the mysteries of the bush and the hearts of the people, but I won't. That's something you need to experience for yourself so you can create your own experience when you come here one day, rather than living off my vague depiction. It's odd I'm saying this, being a storyteller, but I I'm learning even as I write that my job isn't to tell you the full story, but rather give you enough of it to intrigue you to discover it for yourself.
As my journey continues may what I share be just enough to stir within you a unique passion for people, exploring their hearts and desiring to genuinely understand.
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