a state of thankfulness
I think thats a huge reason why living out here in Gulu has been such a blessing. Africa is teaching me to live in a state of thankfulness. Out here, we don't always have power or internet. The milk gets spoiled quickly and we eat rice and beans everyday for lunch. Our feet are never clean and the bugs never stop biting. We dont have laundry machines or microwaves or nice grocery stores or coffee shops. You learn to live without all of that. After a while a funny things starts to happen...you realized you never really needed any of that in the first place. You begin to see the value of thing shift. Those things, those posessions and comforts you once found so crucial to survival being to loose their luster and you start to forget how you ever needed them in the first place. Your priorities slowly begin to shift towards the intangible, and you start to weigh people, relationships, conversations, stories, community, sharing, patience - as a whole lot more valuable than you ever have before.
So today I sit here knowing that I have less than a month in this beautiful place. There is a part of me that is already feeling the anxiety of change, a feeling I've had a lot the past year or so...but then I remember what Africa has taught me and what Africa is still teaching me - be constantly in a state of thankfulness. There is no better way to live. To be thankful is to know the reality of God in everything you are a part of. The comfortable, the uncomfortable, the dry, the rainy, the beautiful, the broken, the hope, the fears, the anxieties, and the love - thankfulness comes when you accept the rain for the blessing that it is and pause to acknowledge the creator and king of all things.