In 2012 I lived in Uganda. First in Entebbe, then Kampala, with a few visits to Luero and Jinja. It was never my intention to live in Uganda. I had planned on visiting while adopting our youngest son, perhaps three to five weeks. Soon after arriving it became apparent that if we wanted this adoption to happen ethically I would be living there for months, perhaps for years. My husband and I had walked into this adoption as Evangelical Barbie Saviors. We had done all the right Christian things. Checked all the boxes. We had read Francis Chan Crazy Love as a Bible study. We raised our hands during worship, sold our souls to the Sunday performance, and only listened to K-Love Radio. We drank fair trade coffee, thought Dave Ramsey had all the answers, and were adopting internationally. So basically we were super-saved.
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