Isaia,63:9

Aponi kiticanai nges kaiticaniokec kere,

Koyu kes koimalaikaneke,

Abu kolaku kes kotoma aminake ka akeitim da,

Kodakenenei kibwokenenei da kes aparasia kere nukasonya.

(This is the Ateso translation of Isaiah 63:9...our pastor spoke on it Sunday and it was the verse I needed to speak to the feelings I've had since our return from Uganda...

Isaiah 63:9

In all their affliction He was afflicted,

And the angel of His presence saved them;
In His love and in His mercy He redeemed them,
And He lifted them and carried them all the days of

old.

I miss the sound of your voice....

Not a day goes by when I don't miss something about Uganda...it hits me in weird ways, not always the same thing...

I miss these huts where my life was changed...

I miss these tree where villages do community...

I miss the dirt roads of Uganda...and the bumpy bus rides, and talks and tears and laughs....

I miss these faces!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO full of joy in the middle of desperation that most people can never imagine...

I miss the sights along the road, as hard as they were to see sometimes....

I haven't blogged much...ok, at all....about my experiences there. They are still a raw wound (in a good way) on my heart. I want to keep these memories just mine for a while...