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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Numb

Numbness. It’s a feeling we’ve all felt at some point or other. Recently, I fell asleep on an exceptionally bumpy bus ride and woke up feeling as if I had lost a leg. Sometimes, when I was a diligent young student, I would be rudely awoken in class only to find out that I in fact could not take notes because I had laid my head on my hand and this rendered it periodically fuzzy feeling. In my walk with Jesus I have also periodically noticed this same feeling; sometimes my spirit feels numb. Sometimes my heart seems to be put of commission, slave to an alien sensation or no...

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Namaste

India is hot. It is really hot. The hottest place I’ve ever been. And we eat curry, which is spicy. Bottom line, my team and I are always overheated and dripping in sweat. The heat drains our energy and drive, leaving us lifeless and exhausted. More than ever, I have relied on Jesus to give me motivation and charisma, because by body is so spent. India is also Hindu. It’s really Hindu. Driving through villages we pass so many Hindu temples, and sculptures. Even Christians in India are influenced so heavily by the Hindu culture. It seems to be everywhere and inescapable....

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