So I have been home a good three weeks already.  Time flies. But really, Uganda already feels so far away. Its amazing how something so real can seem like a dream.

All my trips feel that way. I think it comes from the big difference in life here and life there (wherever that may be).

Those who I miss the most are my girls and my co's. A month was just not long enough to have with them. Each of them brought something special to the trip and to life. Molly who had a light about her, she lit up any room that she entered. Colleen was so in tune with the Lord and what was Him and what wasn't. Tori was a encourager finding the right scripture for the right situation. And, the wisdom that that girl had. Faren, brought an energy that I haven't seen before. My Co Kasandra was strength and confidence. Alaina and Jenny had faith that heals. All of my girls know His voice and heard it every day. It was a great group of young ladies to lead. They made the trip worth it.

My heart longs to get back to that place. To Africa and the kids and people who always seem to steal my heart. But this morning in church we sang a song about wanting to be in His presence. That more than anything is what I want. I want to be in a place (spiritually and mentally) where I feel Him ALL the time.