I woke up this morning with my puppy cuddled next to me, in my soft bed, and my entire trip felt like a dream. We traveled 24 hours to get our feet back on American soil and the fact that the trip is over still hasn’t hit me. I was expecting to wake up in Uganda, to the annoying rooster who thought 5am was an appropriate time to wake up. I was expecting to look out the window and see the city on a hill that had captured so much of my heart. Instead I woke up to no alarm, no sounds of laughing girls, and the sense that I had left something wonderful. Its hard to believe just hours ago I was somewhere so different.
The trip itself was more than I could have ever expected, we traveled all over Uganda seeing the amazing work that Watoto is doing and tearing up and the heartbreaking stories of the people. Our host, Philip, took us on a new adventure every morning and each day we experienced something new God was doing. We heard stories of abandoned children who now layed laughing in our arms, we met woman who were victims of the war and were now restored to society, and we saw everyday that God is huge. Everyday we realized God was alive and well in Kampala, in the Watoto villages, and in Gulu. Not just was God alive he was changing a nation through these people. Our work was small, just ten days of taking care of babies, meeting people we’d never forget, and having some laughs along the way but our God is huge, powerful, and working. He used our small trip to minister to these people in big ways. They saw that God cared about them, that he cared about them enough to send much needed supplies and help through ordinary american girls.
There are so many stories I want to share with you but for now I just wanted to leave a reminder to everyone that God is BIG. He is bigger than our nation, our dreams, and our visions. He is so much bigger than us and if we are obedient we can all be apart of his bigger plan.