I would have woken up earlier than 6:00am if I had any idea of what beauty awaited me outside my bedroom door! My first glimpse of it was on the upstairs tiled veranda, which overlooked a courtyard and just across the road, Lake Victoria. Palm trees, a stunning sunrise, a beach and a warm, breezy morning made me want to grab some kind of drink with an umbrella and catch some rays for the day. Entebbe had been holding out on the world, keeping this portion of paradise to itself. Of course, the chickens, rusty fishing boats, dusty, dirt roads and the wall of mosquitoes I had to walk past in order to reach the lake kinda killed my plans for sunbathing and relaxing; however, I still managed to enjoy this Entebbe delight:
After breakfast, we drove to our first destination: another airport.
We needed to stay farther north in the town of Soroti for the next few days as a base where we would travel to and from the villages we would visit. By auto, it would take 8 hours. By very teeny, tiny plane, it would take less than an hour. No baggage nor flight delays here. Nothing to worry about at all on this little adventure in a 13 passenger plane. What could possibly go wrong?
I immediately tapped into a personal favorite coping mechanism of mine – sheer denial and blatant lying to self: I love flying. I love heights. I love tiny spaces with a bunch of people crammed into them. I never experience episodes of vertigo. I can’t wait to launch myself again into the special space God designed for birds and things with wings and not humans.
But I was not about to go down day one. I told God I really wanted to enjoy this, pleeeaaase help, and don't you know, the Spirit of God far outweighs sheer denial. I even rode the whole way with my eyes wide open! Flying in a small plane and living to tell about it – check.
One more comment about the plane ride. This airport was founded by Missions Aviation Fellowship (MAF), a ministry that shares the love of Jesus Christ through aviation and technology so that isolated people may be physically and spiritually transformed. It was a great honor to have them fly us and a bit surreal to need their assistance to bring us to such a remote location to minister to the people of that area. First moment the reality of signing up for a trip to Africa really hit me – right here.
And I seriously can’t wait to have another opportunity to jump in a little plane again and enjoy the view!