God whispers to my soul when doubt arises. He whispers sweet words "I have great plans for you." He reassures me as I doubt that everything I grasp so tightly is from Him. Yes, this is my reality. Yes, this is true. I want this for you. I let the word form on my rounded lips, then go to the back of my throat and finish on the tip of my tongue- U-gan-da. Uganda. Such a foreign place to me. Such a scary place to those who have heard only of war. Of rebellion. Of Kampala bombings. Of children forced to kill. Of refugee camps with PTSD. Of prisons filled with young boys. Of starving to death people. Nobody ever hears the beautiful part. The part where the American and Ugandan laugh together and worship the same God together. Where the orphans find hope in the smallest blessings . Where there is a longing for a new beginning after so much death. A people starving for truth.

U-gan-da. It makes me smile. I've purchased my plane ticket. 6 weeks in that foreign land awaits me. When God whispers come dare I say no? When I see new beauty in the land in which He has chosen for me to serve? A land where 2 years ago I would have been afraid of? Dare I say no? come. What do you say when God asks of you what others see as scary, as unreal? What do you say when all you see is beauty in the answer to His question. Will you serve me? I will go with you. Yes. All I see is beauty. All I hear is the beauty in those whispers come.

You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams. -Dr. Seuss

I lay in bed at night thinking of how many more days. How much longer until I board a plane and travel across the world for this place God has chosen me for. Yes, I have fallen in love with a country across the ocean. Yes, I may be a tad bit crazy. But I am helplessly in love with the Creator of the universe and the Savior of the world. come.