yak fruit

tastes like candy, but is in fact a fruit.  Probably the stickiest thing I've ever consumed.  Culture shock died hard today.  I was to the point of simply counting down the time that i could come home.  But I came to an understanding of a culture that has grown in spite of inconvenience.

  True love is not found in places or in hearts that are first comfortable.  God peeled back the layers of my depravity the past 3 days to reveal that my love was being expressed with prerequisites, namely my own comfort.  There are few things comfortable about Uganda when you compare it to the US, but it is teaching me more about true untainted love than any other place I have ever been:  the love that comes only from the Holy Spirit. 

interesting occurrences for today:

met an american army group in the middle of nowhere
hiked through the african bush looking for a new orphanage site
saw what appeared to be a man who had just died in a motorcycle accident
tried my third new style of peanut butter in 3 days