Day 9: Home (Uganda) By- Diana M Jordan ♥

I can still hear the voices of the children

Singing a song with lyrics that say

“I am marching in the light of God”

As these beautiful dark-skinned beauties

Sing this song, God began to work in me

I began to feel the joy they felt

The passion they possessed

As they lifted their voices in worship

To the Almighty King

They barely knew English, they were no older than 6

They lacked shoes, toilets, and tablets

Yet they sang and praised God as if they were princes, and princesses

And when I left, I let every one of them know

They were loved, they were beautiful

And that they would be remembered and missed

As I boarded a plane to London and France

Not, thanking God for the life I was headed back to

But praising the Lord for the life He had called me to

A life of seasons, a life of love, a life

With a heart that beats like His, and sees His people as He does

And now that I am called back

I am excited to love again

To be loved again and to hear those voices sing again

As they dance down that red dirt road,

and I’ll be dancing and singing too

Happy to be Home

Diana M Jordan ♥