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and the dust on my feet

From LAX to Dubai to Entebbe- here walking around in my beloved red dirt Uganda. Nothing seemed real until that plane brought me to this country. The plane wheels hit the ground and the tears started to roll down my cheeks. 

For so long, I have been so angry at God for giving this love for the nations, and then not opening any doors. Only to realize, that I needed growth, I needed to turn to Him fully, only to understand that He needed me somewhere else at the time. As I looked out the window through my teary eyes, I heard Him say "See, I got you back here." I felt a sense of relief, I felt as if this was what I needed from Him, to finally feel Him. 

Stepping out of the plane, the instant smell of Uganda hit my senses and my heart began to race. Feeling all sorts of emotions, I took my first step onto Uganda. My heart was full with joy. 

Getting all thirty of our checked in bags was already a challenge, patience was much needed. Sweat dripping down my neck, hunger in my tummy, thirst in my throat, I just wanted to get out of the airport. Finally, all bags in our possession, I could breath again. Walking outside with my team, and me leading us all out, my eyes see a smiley, sweet face of Janet, and following her a joy filled girl Olivia. Janet embraces me and I break down in tears. I felt as though whatever I ever worried about, whatever I was concerned with, with her embrace- peace came over me. 

We loaded the van and were on our way to our hotel which was four and a half hours away. The drive was amazing, the sounds of people, the singing from Olivia made the drive so easy. Behind me, the girls would break down with songs about how amazing God is, and for the first time in a long time, I was able to say "amen." 

Getting to the hotel, confused whether I was hungry or exhausted, we gathered as a team and just talked. Encouraged each other and showered each other in prayers. Anxiously going to bed, and sleeping for maybe a whole four hours, we woke up only to go and meet the kids we've been loving from afar. 

Praying the distractions away we got in the van and were on our way to have our hearts filled with love. 
We pull into the home and the kids great us with a song, and the emotional me...cried. Hugging Jodi who led me to fall in love with this country, I embraced her full of tears, and so happy to be there. 

All twenty kids, greeted us with smiles, songs, and hugs. Seeing my beautiful Sharon, who in 2012 predicted I will be back, gave me a hug of a lifetime, and we laughed from such excitement of seeing each other again. 

All day was spend preparing for Vacation Bible School, talking about the Gospel and reminding each other what the goal was. We painted each others nails, made friendship bracelets, read all the books that we're donated, colored the pictures that people generously sent with me, and just talked. 

Then we ventured out and checked out the land that the Chayah board members purchased, hearing their hearts and their plans for the land overwhelmed me. In 2012, that was when I literally saw before my eyes this whole thing begin. Jodi and Janet having a conversation about starting a home and wow, what amazing work God has done. I'm so thankful for their hearts full of passion and motivation to get Gods work done. 

Coming back, and just thinking about actually being here, I'm in awe. Nothing can wipe the smile off my face, the red dirt, the children, the people, and this country has a way of making you fall in love. 

My heart has been open, open to whatever it is that needs to be done. 

I was telling my best friend, that I am not even doing anything here, nothing big at all- more than anything, I'm being poured into by the people here, by the love that overflows from the kids' smiles and hugs. 

Tomorrow is VBS and a feeding program, and I for sure know I'll break down once or twice...but it's all tears of joy. 

My red dirt country, my dusty feet, I can't wait to see what's in store. 

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  1. So fantastic Nat. You truly have an amazing heart and soul. I am proud and humbled to be your friend. Can't wait to hear more
    -Keith

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