words are tangled in thoughts,
thoughts go round and round,
mouth stays shut.
i think and think and feel as if nothing changes.
no plan is made, no solution found.
i've seen and am therefore responsible.
i desire to see change, restoration, growth.
i think my dream is to see uganda stand up under its self.
my belief in it is there.
a plan is not though.
reality doesn't work well with my brain most times, so the dream remains.
some days, i remember the hope secured in One who's Soverign, the One who turns dreams into reality.
some days, i can only see as much as i've done. which is nothing.
i've got these thoughts.
bold thoughts.
and no where for them to go, no fruition for them to find.
maybe one day. just maybe, they'll crawl out and change the world.
or at least the continent.
until then, i suppose i'll leave them locked in the noggin' for further review.