I wish I could take a picture of the way it feels when the cool wind blows against my skin.
I wish you could hear the songs of the birds in the towering trees and the lone rooster crowing in the distance as the thunder rolls across the skies.
The rains bring life here. Those who complain about the hot season here, often complain about the "cold", rainy season. But me? I absolutely love the rainy season.
In this place we've chosen to live that is so different from the culture and climate from which we've grown up in, it's so important for us to strive to see the beauty in the every day. To look for the things that are delightful; the things that I never want to forget and will one day miss about living in Kampala.
Philippians 4:4, 11b
Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again; Rejoice!
...for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances.