Part 4 in the Email Series
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Hi All,
I hope you have had a fabulous July!
And I hope you were able to follow along with me via the various methods for the Uganda adventure - but just in case you missed it, you can catch the highlights here: www.brooke4uganda.blogspot.com The stories are there and the pix will be up by the end of the week.
I get kinda dumbfounded when people ask me about the trip... "Tell me about Africa!" Deer in the headlights. I'm totally tongue tied as I try to formulate an elevator pitch that could adequately describe the experience in 30 seconds or less.
I can't do it.
There's too much to tell. I struggle not only with the words, but also with figuring out how to show you my heart. To someway communicate the way it broke so many times when I saw the suffering or the way it burst with joy during moments of beauty.
It still takes my breath away. It feels like those 19 days were a lifetime. There's so much that happened.
We held the dying in our arms. Played with the coolest kids. Wrestled with the reality of injustice like never before - in this I remain wrecked. Laughed at the silliest things with our new friends. Ached. Helped where we could. Supported and applauded the incredible work being done by outstanding individuals and organizations for whom these are daily activities. Wept. Hoped. <Rinse. Rise. Repeat.>
See? That didn't do it justice. Maybe if you could come with me, day by day. Maybe that would be better. Try the blog. The stories are there. The moments are there. The ups and the downs. And if that's not enough, call me. We'll get coffee. You'll be able to see my heart in my eyes.
No matter how much you read/tweet/follow/facebook/whatever or don't, it's all good. But know this. We did some good things together. And that is thanks to you. To your love, support, and compassion.
So allow me to end with simply this: Thank you for being incredible. For being there in the many and varied ways that you all were.
I can't wait to go back...
Respectfully,
Brooke
PS This statue was unveiled in Gulu while we were there. It reads "Pillar of Peace" and represents a boy and girl who have laid down their weapons and stand ready to learn at a pillar of books. Signifying the end of child soldiers and the eduction of their boys AND girls...pray that it be so...
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dream, always dream...
Hi All,
I hope you have had a fabulous July!
And I hope you were able to follow along with me via the various methods for the Uganda adventure - but just in case you missed it, you can catch the highlights here: www.brooke4uganda.blogspot.com The stories are there and the pix will be up by the end of the week.
I get kinda dumbfounded when people ask me about the trip... "Tell me about Africa!" Deer in the headlights. I'm totally tongue tied as I try to formulate an elevator pitch that could adequately describe the experience in 30 seconds or less.
I can't do it.
There's too much to tell. I struggle not only with the words, but also with figuring out how to show you my heart. To someway communicate the way it broke so many times when I saw the suffering or the way it burst with joy during moments of beauty.
It still takes my breath away. It feels like those 19 days were a lifetime. There's so much that happened.
We held the dying in our arms. Played with the coolest kids. Wrestled with the reality of injustice like never before - in this I remain wrecked. Laughed at the silliest things with our new friends. Ached. Helped where we could. Supported and applauded the incredible work being done by outstanding individuals and organizations for whom these are daily activities. Wept. Hoped. <Rinse. Rise. Repeat.>
See? That didn't do it justice. Maybe if you could come with me, day by day. Maybe that would be better. Try the blog. The stories are there. The moments are there. The ups and the downs. And if that's not enough, call me. We'll get coffee. You'll be able to see my heart in my eyes.
No matter how much you read/tweet/follow/facebook/whatever or don't, it's all good. But know this. We did some good things together. And that is thanks to you. To your love, support, and compassion.
So allow me to end with simply this: Thank you for being incredible. For being there in the many and varied ways that you all were.
I can't wait to go back...
Respectfully,
Brooke
PS This statue was unveiled in Gulu while we were there. It reads "Pillar of Peace" and represents a boy and girl who have laid down their weapons and stand ready to learn at a pillar of books. Signifying the end of child soldiers and the eduction of their boys AND girls...pray that it be so...
--
dream, always dream...
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