Coming into this trip i came without exceptions. i had no idea what i was doing, i didn’t know any of the people i was about to meet, i didn’t even bother looking up what Gulu looked liked on Google.
This journey i let go and let God do the work. i wanted to come into this fully trusting in Him and trusting the plans that He had.
It truly is a God-given miracle that I’m physically sitting in the place that i had dreamed of for so long. Lets be honest i don’t have money, I’m not some smart scientist that can cure malaria, I’m not some world-renowned missionary, i can’t even fix a decent meal to feed the hungry, I’m just me. What i can do here is learn, and i can grow, i can listen to others and grow in their understanding and knowledge. I can take pictures and through my pictures convey truth, the truth of the beauty of not only Africa but of the people that live here.
Not only do i realize how much you have to relay on and trust God here, but you also have to acquire patients. Something that is certainly not easy to do in the states. We have wifi 24/7, we have running water and power everyday, all day, we never really have to think twice about those things.
I have definitely been tested in patience because as of now were going on a week without running water in our house, everyday the power goes out, decent meals at restaurants take hours to prepare and boda drivers sometimes get lost.
There are certainly valuable lessons to be learned here that would have a substantial impact back at home. Many of those lessons I’ve been learning from the Ugandans specifically: patients, outlandish love, hard work and even being able to rock some crazy patterned clothing. Sometimes i think we come into situations like this (mission trips etc.) thinking we will do some kind of impact, big or small to the people we meet, but in all reality its the people we meet who make the impact on us.
