I have been in Uganda just over a week and I am still struggling to put into words how deeply Watoto has already impacted me.
How do I describe how wonderful it is to have a life long dream come true.
For as long as I can remember I have dreamed of working with children in Africa.
For a week it has been my reality.
Yet I feel so unworthy, why was I chosen to hold, love and help care for theses priceless children.
I honestly don’t know.
But when I hold these beautiful babies, look deep into their eyes and see hope from pain. I cry. Tears of hope. I see a God who rescues, redeems and lifts the forgotten to a mountain top.
My days aren’t all hugs and kisses. They are dirty diapers, babies who don’t want to eat, tears, cleaning and aching arms from rocking a tired baby to sleep. But right now there is nothing more fulfilling or wonderful.