One of my favorite things about traveling is experiencing God's presence in all different kinds of places.
It's so easy to put God in a box- to put Him in the church, or summer camp, or the state of Pennsylvania, or even the continent of North America, but how quickly He bursts out of that box.
The first time I forreal experienced this overwhelming excitement about this realization (sorr for all the super big words!) was when I was touring Europe earlier this summer. It just randomly struck me one day, that the same God that was transforming kids' lives back home at camp, was the One I was writing to in my prayer journal that day in Switzerland.
God's omnipresence is something I so easily, as embar as it is, forget. But when preparing for Uganda, I was completely ready.
God is bursting through Uganda twenty four sev. Out of the workers here at Alpha Hotel (where we are staying in Lira), out of the street kids we played soccer with on thursday, out of the villagers we shared the Gospel with on friday, out of the Compassion International children we screamed and danced with on saturday, out of the prisoners we prayed over and sang with on sunday and out of my beautiful team members who I worshipped with in the pouring rain until Haddie's fingers were literally bleeding unto her guitar.
Though Uganda has experienced so much turmoil, violence, injustice, hopelessness, and helplessness, God holds a hopeful future in His Mighty Hands that is bursting through the broken remains. A hopeful future that my team members and I play a role in. And that is the most exciting thing in the world to me. <3
