changing slowly...

I wish I could bottle up the feeling I get sitting in Dimnent Chapel listening to a particularly profound person saying some particularly profound things. I wish I could bottle up the butterflies that traveled from the pit of my stomach all the way up my throat as I saw the first "Welkom to Holland" sign as I entered the campus I love. I wish I could bottle up the feeling when I'm walking through campus and feel particularly blessed. I wish I could bottle up the energy I get from all the amazing people I have here. I wish I could bottle up that first hug when I see a friend on campus, that feeling that I'm home.

I think my home is in many places, or maybe my home is everywhere I make it to be. I'm not sure, but I do know that I have felt at home in some of the strangest and most different of places. But I am grateful and treasure each "home," knowing that I don't deserve to feel so blessed, but I do because I have a God who likes to spoil me.

Since being back on campus, it's true I miss Uganda so much. I think about it constantly, I hear things that remind me of it and wish there was someone in my company who would understand the giggle I mutter under my breath, I see their faces in my mind all the time, I touch my bracelets, remembering each set of hands that tied those on me and send a quick prayer for them up to Heaven. However, I am filled with joy at being back here. I have needed this place, and this is exactly where I need to be right now.

I could list all the things that have blessed me since being here, but I think I will just leave it at that. I am blessed to be here in this company, and in this community of believers.

p.s. One particular morning when I was missing Uganda, God provided me with a friend. An international student from Uganda. We are already good friends and have shared many stories, and we have plans to share more stories over chapatis and rolexes that he has offered to make me.

(Thank-you Lord, I love You.)