In the summer of 2010, I traveled to Uganda for two, glorious weeks that were two of the BEST and TOUGHEST weeks of my life. They have radically changed my life in so many ways. I cannot tell you or express to you how much I miss it. Coming from a country that’s so impoverished and malnourished to America (the land of opportunity) was, and still is, incredibly, INCREDIBLY hard. I could write a BOOK about my emotions, and maybe someday I will, but if you remember one thing:
Uganda has my heart; I love the people, and my heart breaks every time when I think of the young children I held with no parents, the toddlers that are HIV positive, and the older children I hugged as they cried when I was leaving. I am forever changed.
James 1:27: “Religion that God our Father accepts as pure and faultless is this: to look after orphans and widows in their distress and to keep oneself from being polluted by the world.”
It is my MISSION to WAKE people up. To wake them up to the poverty that is occurring in Africa. There is so much need, emotionally, physically, spiritually, and mentally.
Not a day goes by when I don’t think of them. Not one day will go by that I won’t.