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I wrote in a journal almost everyday in high school and college, and continuously compose papers as a perpetual student, but have yet to figure out how to consistently blog, which involves the elusive skill (or art?) of expressing in words the wonders of everyday life in a meaningful way. This year, I have resolved to tackle this enigmatic e-discipline. This year is our last year in Uganda. Here, among our teammates, who are are being challenged and changed in similar ways, and with our Ugandan friends and co-workers, who have become woven into the fabric of our family, we have learned about faith and life in community, and we have been shaped and continue to be shaped as a family. I have been unable, so far, to put into words what this looks like and what it means to us (which is why visits from family and friends are so special), and am uncertain whether I'll miraculously acquire this ability. So I am going to try to write so that I can remember:
how my children have embraced Uganda and how they fill our home with life,
the incredible places we find ourselves - along the banks of the Nile River, traversing Mount Elgon, camping on Hairy Lemon Island, walking through villages in Busoga, and playing in our own backyard!
rummaging through local and national archives conducting research for my recently begun PhD in history,
working on a team of talented people that I trust and respect,
the people I encounter everyday in Jinja: missionaries representing many different groups, expats from all over the world, and of course, Ugandans from all walks of life. (If you live here, chances are you have a good story),
and Life with Lori! There is no other person on earth whose words and presence shape who I am and how I experience life, which is something better expressed than assumed!
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