This trip has been a lot of things…but one thing it’s not is easy.
Since being in Uganda:
I’ve cried hysterically over seeing a baby so malnourished that his distended belly was bigger than mine.
I held the hand of a woman who upon going in for a c-section was told that her baby had died in her womb.
I saw a blind man regain his vision and a young boy with one eye remain unhealed.
I’ve had my belly filled with food made by the most generous people I’ve ever met.
I have sat and waited while every person in the room shakes your hand.
I’ve sat in homes made of mud bricks and grass.
I’ve stood on top of our “pride rock” and looked over a view that is exactly like what I pictured Africa to look like.
I have mourned about being away from my family and rejoiced in the fact that I’m forming a new one.
I’ve learned to appreciate my life as an American, and living in a country where drinking and bath water comes from a faucet and not a well or river miles down the road.
I’ve seen and breathed and lived Africa.
My skin has been stained with the red dirt of Uganda and through that God is teaching me this:
Through all of my tears and brokeness, my selfish behaviors and my frustrations, my doubts and my fears, God is there. He is loving me and helping me grow through my stains. He has me here for a reason. He wants to see our relationship flourish and most importantly He wants me to put my full trust in him. I’m trying…believe me I’m trying. And I’m learning so much along the way. Thanks again to everyone who is continuing to pray for my team and I. We greatly appreciate it and miss you all so much!
Travel the road,
Anna Zinn
