I came here knowing I was going to live in Lira, Uganda
I didn't come here knowing that I was going to love Lira, Uganda
The past 2 months here have been rough at times, but getting to the peak is never an easy trail. And as a team, we have never climbed higher than we did in the past two weeks. We've poured our hearts and souls into this ministry that the irreplaceable people here have made available to us. But in reality, they were the ones filling us up in order to do so.
Lira isn't a town where I once lived, and it never will be. It is a town that I loved, and a town that loved back, loved back harder than I thought possible with a love that crashed through every barrier it came across. Language barriers, cultural barriers, and even barriers I had put up myself.
For the rest of my life I'll try and most likely fail to love like that little town full of mosquitos, speed bumps, sudden down pours, yes pleases, welcome backs, and open arms because this is the only town I've ever known to truly mirror what it means to love your neighbor. Because in Lira, neighbors can live down the street, or across the world.
