The moment strangely reminisciant of my time in Uganda.
I was missing those adorable babies.
Wanting to cuddle and kiss them.
And then this song came on my pandora.
Brooke Fraser said the words that I was trying to say here, but soooo much better. When I posted that blog, I was worried people would think that I meant "burden" as a bad thing. Which was I was not trying to say. At all. I was trying to say....
"Now that I have seen, I am responsible.
Faith without deeds is dead.
Now that I have held you in my arms,
I cannot let go til you are
I am on a plane,
Across a distant sea.
But I carry you with me.
And the dust on, the dust on, the dust on my feet.
I will tell the world.
I willl tell them where I have been.
I will keep my word."
I miss you Uganda. I miss you babies.
But I'll be back.
Someday.
I just know it.
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