I thought I might as well start blogging about Africa now. I wont really release this till I go, no one really wants to read the boring preparation stuff. They want to know about the turbulent 20 seater plan flying into war torn Northern Uganda. Or about having to eat liver for breakfast. Or about how I'll probably cry myself to sleep for the first two nights because I'm a princess and I miss hot running water and my iPhone and water pillow.
I'm writing now because I want a log of how I feel. What happens, and how lucky we are that God has His hand on us!
Take me to the places on earth
That teach you how to dance
The places where you can risk
Letting the world break your heart
And I will take you to the places
Where the earth beneath my feet
And the stars overhead
Make my heart whole
Again
And Again
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
