Author: Adventures

My heart is fully living here.

My time here in Uganda has been crazy. It’s been an incredible journey. Africa is exactly how I pictured it in many ways, and yet it is so different. We worked with a preschool and a primary school this last week. Their education consists of a teacher writing on the black board, the children repeating it over and over again, then writing it in their own notebooks. The class I was in, P1, didn’t have enough pencils, so it took an hour to copy notes. The children are all so happy to be there though. Their smiles brighten my day. I had my first African church service last Sunday....

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You know you’re in Jamaica when

you know you’re in Jamaica when………. • mangos. everywhere. all the time. • you drink juice out of a bag on the side of the road• you’re sweating all the time, even in the shower• you freak out when you finally get to drink something cold• lizards and ants are your roommates, and you’re okay with it• sometimes there are more goats than people • every bus ride is a roller coaster• creepy Rastafarians always try to talk to you• even the cheap coffee is better than expensive American coffee • people are...

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You know you’re in Jamaica when

you know you’re in Jamaica when………. • mangos. everywhere. all the time. • you drink juice out of a bag on the side of the road• you’re sweating all the time, even in the shower• you freak out when you finally get to drink something cold• lizards and ants are your roommates, and you’re okay with it• sometimes there are more goats than people • every bus ride is a roller coaster• creepy Rastafarians always try to talk to you• even the cheap coffee is better than expensive American coffee • people are...

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What Compels Me.

Rain falls strong on the tin roof of our little home here in Africa. I’m looking out the window from the rest of my mosquito net enveloped bed. The pitch black sky and rolling thunder suddenly reaches a crescendo and the sky breaks into gentle shades of pink.  Not 50 feet from where I now sit is the iron gated entrance to the little primary + kindergarten my team and I have had the privilege to work at/with for the last week. If you were to enter the gates with us in the morning, you would be greeted by an assembly of 50 young children in front of the school, stirring up the red...

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Bold and graceful lily

Like a lily among thorns is my darling among the young women. -SOS 2:2 The first moment stepping off the truck and into the village can be disorienting. As you’re driving along you never really know exactly how much farther before you arrive at the church so as I step out I’m always fighting back the “spacy brain syndrome” and trying to identify who’s who. Monday afternoon I was quickly shaken out of my semi-stupor by a woman whose spirit was BOLD. She didn’t hesitate one bit with our team and her audacity made me want to know her that much more. I was...

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Breaking The Shell

We I first arrived in Jamaica we got off the plane and I felt that we were just throw right in to everything and it had been a long day already waiting at the airport to leave. So I felt like I  didn’t want to be there and I didn’t want to get to know anyone. I just wanted my mom. I refused to eat anything that was new me. I just wanted to be home.My leaders Rachel and Kirsten each took me a side and told me it was okay to feel like this and it was okay to miss home. They encouraged me to not only to eat but to try new things. So I started slowly working on things, but I...

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