Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Journey "Home"

Sunday, June 30, 2013

As should be expected by now... We've had an interesting trip home! 

Our 11:30 pm, 8 hour flight from Entebbe to Amsterdam started with us boarding our plane that was at least 85 degrees with an announcement that we have finished boarding but we wouldn't leave for about 30 minutes because they were servicing the air condition. Praise The Lord they were working on fixing it, but why in the world would they pack us into a plane like sardines knowing the air wasn't working?! After about 45 minutes, we started our journey. 

Looking forward to starting with an overnight flight so we could sleep and pass the time, we were quite amazed when we were served a full on meal at 1:30 am. Then a snack at 2:30. And finally try turned off the lights around 4. I was able to get a good 3 hour nap and woke up to yet another meal around 6:30. 

We landed in Amsterdam with only 45 minutes to catch our flight to Manchester. Practically sprinted to the gate. Made it and even had about 10 minutes to hop on wifi. 

Short flight (but don't worry, we were still served food). Landed in Manchester. Followed signs for "flight transfers."  Found ourselves waiting in a triangular room, by ourselves, without knowing what terminal we even needs to be transferred to, because they had not yet assigned one to our Atlanta flight. 

Bus came to pick us up. Transported to the "Transfer Building." Security. Maybe 25 people in front of us. Took an hour and a half. Once we were going through we realized why. Any time they needed to talk about something, they simply stopped the X-ray belt to have their conversation. Directed to a counter where they checked our boarding passes and passports. Picked up a telephone to call the gate to let them know we were there, gave them our ticket information, passport number, and checked bag info. Have we ever heard of computers people?

Directed to a lady to escort us back down to the bus to go back to the terminal we just came from. Same bus driver. 

Finally we made it to our gate and we informed the ticket counter we were there. Security questions, more checking of passports and boarding passes. Had about 2 hours to kill. 


Found good coffee. Got on wifi. Brushed teeth and washed face. Last leg in sight. 

On last 9 hour flight to Atlanta, we were served two more meals and a snack. Watched a few movies. Composed he following lists with Rebecca to sum up our trip...

Top 5 Quotes
5. "The giraffes need practice." Tegris

4. "Dear Lord, please feed your lions." Allen

3. "I can open, but they will open fire." Guard at Murchison

2. "Do you fear the rats?" Vivian

1. "I hear there are 147 orphans in the world. You have 69?" Ridiculous Clerk in Gift Shop at Murchison

Top 10 Memories
10. Auntie Christine's testimony about not wanting to move to House 2 but being obedient and seeing The Lord has a bigger plan than we do. 

9. Baiting enchimas at park and House 1. 

8. Hand washing 27 sets of uniforms, play clothes, PJs, and knickers. 

7. Devotion conversation about marriage in Uganda and changing future generations. 

6. Teaching Aggie to swim. 

5. Sozo choir, Mato dancing, Brad breaking it down at worship at House 3. 

4. Tegris popping out of passenger window to either share pertinent information or make use of his binoculars + the 700 times we took pictures of it and laughed.

3. Base 10 + group of birds + chanting at Kitende = birth of master plan for Sozo partner schools in The Village and Birmingham. 

2. Human/Baboon/Boda-Boda dodge-van on Safari Day 2. 

1. Joining Margaret as Teacher Muzungu and receiving the greatest response -- "Thank you for loving me!"

So, we are back in Birmingham, in awe of God's outpouring of grace and love, yet longing to be half way around the world. Trusting in His sovereignty. Knowing His plan is better than our own. 

Then David said to Solomon his son, "Be strong and courageous and do it. Do not be afraid and do not be dismayed, for the LORD God, even my God, is with you. He will not leave you or forsake you, until all the work for the service of the house of the LORD is finished. 1 Chronicles 28:20

Boarding a plane on Friday to head to Honduras! 😀 So keep posted and I'll have more adventures to share!

"See you!"

Saturday, June 29, 2013

As I quickly learned, the appropriate way to say goodbye in Luganda is "See you!" Even the children in the village who know little to know English know this phrase. As I was going about my last day in Uganda, I found myself thinking. About this a lot. Although I've been away from home for three weeks, I'm not ready to leave this place. The Sozo family, the people we met in the village and Kabalagala, the teachers and students at Kitende, everyone has a small piece of my heart. 

I know without a doubt I'll be back to Sozo Uganda. God has laid this ministry on my heart, and He is not through with me here yet. 

As the Sozo kids found out that I was leaving today, they would come up and ask, "Are you leaving me?" 
"Yes," I would respond. 
"When are you coming back?" 
Not if, but when. "As soon as I can. Probably this time next year."
"No, come for Christmas."
"I'll pray and see when God wants me to come back."
"See you in December."

My heart longs to be back (and I haven't even left). In this place, without all of the distractions of my life back home, without the pressure of a schedule and checklists of things to do, where we can take time to be sensitive to what The Lord is calling us to do. Turning to Him in prayer for even the simple things. Being able to see what it means to lavish love upon others, the way that Jesus has done for me. 

As I leave, I don't want to forget these things. I want to take this lifestyle back to the states. I want to keep living these kids with the same intensity that I do when they are climbing all over me. 


And I want to worship with abandon like these kids. Right down to the 4 year old... 


Thank you Lord for reminding me of your love for me. Thank you for awakening a new desire to follow you, wherever that might lead. Thank you for calling me to Uganda this summer. 

And I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?" Then I said, "Here I am! Send me." Isaiah 6:8

Safari Day 2

Friday, June 28, 2013

If only we had any idea what today would hold, we would have hired a videographer to document each and every minute. This blog was written throughout the day with dear friend and travel buddy, Rebecca Stivender. Although I do not expect for you to understand each line or see the humor in it as we do, know this was quite possibly one of the most exciting days of my life. 

5:00 Hippo check. 

5:40 Chug coffee. Burn tongue. 

Load van - pick up Tegris. 

Speed through park in the dark. 

Raise the roof. 

Taylor exits the van in search of lion. 

Nose to nose with Bushaman (three legged lion) and family. 


Jackson relieves himself near lions. 

Warn rafiki drivers of Bushaman sighting near hippo pool. 

Ate buffet breakfast + Instagram Bushaman in 10 minutes. 


Trade vans. Left everything except one water bottle and camera per person. 

Board the skippers pontoon. 


Skipper beckons agitated hippo to 'come'. 

Bird nests - The more food he brings, the more love he gets. 

Engine dies in the middle of school of hippos.


No worries - two life vests and wooden paddles if needed. 

Crash landing for photo opp on rock. 


Almost left our limited water supply on boat.
 
Hike to top of falls sans guide. 

Susu on trails sans TP. 

Prayed at the top. 


Began our search for Jackson at 11 by heading down dirt road. 

Stopped and told to relax in hut. 

Allen's Uganda phone, dead.

Was photographed by Samuel, director of private school in Gulu with his two year old son. 

Used Samuel's phone to call Jackson. 

Allen hears 'um...static...we have a problem... Phone goes dead. 

Jackson calls back - van is in shop. Guys are almost finished. 

No water. No food. 

Sarah naps, guys have biblical chat, Lauren and Rebecca scroll through photos a couple times. 

Park ranger comes to ask if everything is okay. Takes Allen away to call Jackson. 
Could be an hour. 

Allen naps, Sarah weaves, we struggle through states and capitols, play "ghost" until almost all are out of letters. All remaining iPhones at less than 20%.

Allen asks if anyone happens to have money. Rebecca has a grand total of 70,000 shillings (roughly 4.68 USD per person)

Allen disappears. 

Consider bartering with field trip goers for bananas and TP for another Susu break. We don't have any goods to work with. 

We are approached and surrounded by said field trip goers. Literally surrounded. No escape route noted. Photo taken. 

Allen returns with a plan involving back of truck. Leaves again. 

Allen returns. New plan - join field trip goers on two packed buses. 

Lauren and Taylor go to bus 1 to join roughly 40-60 students in small van. Return. Overcrowded. New plan. All in other packed bus. Standing room only.

As taking first step into bus, Jackson rolls up in new van at 3

Take a few snapshots. 


Try to locate bags in new van. T minus two bags, including one passport, driver's license, credit card, and valuable pillow needed to sleep on 4" foam mattress. 

Near head on collision. 

Doling out all food and water in van. 

Jackson drops us at lunch and begins to peel out of parking lot. 

Waiters give weird looks. Rebecca spots sign above bar 'lunch 11:30-3'. 
'Are you still serving lunch?'
'No, you're 40 minutes late?'
'Can you make food?'
'No food'

Lauren and Rebecca sprint toward toilet sign. 

Lauren spots warthog. 

Extensive photo opp. 


Warning comes from inside restaurant. "That is very dangerous. It may break your legs."

Retreat to restaurant for sodas and crackers. 

10 minutes later staff eats lunch. 

Jackson sequestered us for pow-wow outside restaurant. 

We enter new van with new driver (with orange jumpsuit draped over seat - questionable) and Tegris. 

All items accounted for. 

Van part that looked eerily like a snake slithered into the window. 

Going about 90 kph. Allen checked the speedometer. 0 kph. 

Stopped by the security guard. Our permit has expired. We are late leaving the park. 'I can open, but they will open fire.' Tegris works his magic and saves the day. 


Too soon to say much, but picture American Scream Machine for 2 hours dodging a family of 34 baboons, 67 bodas, 28 trucks, and an assortment of men, women, and children... All without using the brakes. 


Pull up to restaurant. Spot tents outside. And cat under table. 



Dinner. Finally.

Table conversation included but not limited to civil rights and the Boda Boda that was almost...

Load up in overgrown station wagon. Had a little stand still traffic... Enough to stop the engine 3 times. 

Taylor finds Marriott in the woods. 

Speaker blows. Praise The Lord. And Rebecca saves the day by wiggling the wire... Every 92 seconds. 

After 4 hours in the hut, an hour at the restaurant that didn't have food, 2+ hours playing human/baboon/Boda dodge-van, a dinner that took so long they brought complimentary chips and soup, and 4 hours in the clown car... We laughed a solid 13 hours and composed this amazingly detailed account of our adventure in creation. 

Safari Day 1

Thursday, June 27, 2013

We started our 2 day safari getting picked up at 6:45 to leave on our 6 hour journey to Murchison Falls National Park. As Allen, Taylor, Sarah, Rebecca, and I piled in the van, we had not idea what we were about to experience. To Jackson's  satisfaction (our driver), we made the 2:00 ferry to cross the Nile. 

As soon as we arrived at the lodge, we were greeted with cool rags and a glass of fresh juice. We didn't even take time to drop our bags before headed to eat lunch. The lodge was incredible... I could spend a few nights here for sure. 




This is the "short grass" the hippos like to come up and feed on at night. We received fair warning to stay clear of them if sighted. One of the most dangerous animals in Africa... Which prompted this sign:

We had about 15 minutes to drop everything off and meet Jackson for our game run. We met Tegris (only the best safari guide ever...) and hopped back in our safari van. 

As we took a 5 hour drive out on the savannah, we experienced God's creation up close and personal. 






Even after many prayers from our crew, "Lord, please feed your lions!" And even  playing a few theme songs from Lion King, no lion sightings. So, that means a 5:40 am game run for one more chance. 

We came back to a buffet feast and a cozy bed. Yes, a panoramic shot of 3 twin beda inside our mosquito nets. Unreal. 


Although the night was short, it was totally worth it. We had numerous conversations about how small we felt out in God's vast creation that sings His praises!

"You are the LORD, you alone. You have made heaven, the heaven of heavens, with all their host, the earth and all that is on it, the seas and all that is in them; and you preserve all of them; and the host of heaven worships you." Nehemiah 9:6

"Thank you for loving me!"

Tuesday, June 25

Last week when we were in the Village with Teacher Margaret, she left us with the words, "Thank you for loving me!" As I've spent the past week continuing to be amazed at the opportunities God has given me to love on people here in Uganda, I keep thinking of the smile and words Margaret shared with us last Tuesday. And I've been chomping at the bit to get back to see her!

We loaded up and headed out to the village today. On the way we stopped by a hardware store to pick up some supplies for the boys to dig a latrine. I asked them to grab some chalk for Teacher Margaret. Rebecca and I had selected some children's books that we were so excited to read to her class today. When we arrived at the village, Alex took us to one of the homes that the interns are working at this summer. We wanted to check on their progress and drop off the boys to work. We went to JaJa Kev's home, a small hut, and met the most amazing woman. She is unable to walk and spends her day scooting around her home with the biggest smile. It was such a great reminder that God is so much bigger than our circumstances. 

But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong. 2 Corinthians 12:9-10


While we were there, little Ivan came up, a boy with special needs that we met last week. He was not his happy self and didn't have much energy. JaJa Kev told us that he was sick, so we started trying to find his mom to see if we could take him to the clinic in the village. After spending about an hour and a half attempting to find her, we decided to go ahead and take him, leaving word with the neighbors of what we were doing. As we walked back to the van, his mother arrived. She had gotten word that we were looking for her, and of course came as fast as she could. She joined us as we drove them to the clinic. I'm pretty sure Ivan had never been in a car before because he was holding on for dear life the entire drive. When we finally arrived, he was shaking from being so scared. 


At this point it was already 12:30 and Margaret's school dismissed at 1. Alex drive us down so we could at least drop by to see them. As soon as we rounded the doorway, the kids literally jumped out of their seats, knocking over a bench, jumped into our arms shouting "Teacher Muzungu!" I was almost in tears just because of the greeting we received, thinking the whole time, "Thank you for loving us!" 

After about 5 minutes of all 3 of us teachers telling the kids to sit back in their seats, they finally calmed down. I pulled out the box of 150 pieces chalk that cost about $1.50 and gave it to Teacher Margaret. Through tears, all she could say was "Thank you!" The children were so excited, and she immediately said, "Well who will be the first one to use the new chalk?" She selected students to come up and write on the board the letters and numbers they had been learning. They loved showing off for the Teacher Muzungu!

Unfortunately it was 1:00 and we knew we needed to go. The goodbye was difficult because we told them it was our last time to come to the village before we left to come back to the states. Margaret asked when we would be returning, and we simply had to answer, "As soon as The Lord lets us." We left with a tearful goodbye, promising to pray for her and her students. And encouraging her to continue to love the children. 


God, thank you for loving me! And thank you for giving me the opportunity to love your children in Uganda. 

As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love. John 15:9


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Kitende

June 24. 2013

We started out the day being locked in the boys' quarters. All if the interns had the day off and went to Jinja. Allen and Suzanne went down with Aggie to meet with the attorney. Rebecca, Sarah, and I spent the day going to Kitende to see what school was like for our kids. Mato thought everyone was gone so he locked the house for the day. I finally got Angela's attention through the window. Mato wasn't there, so once Daphne got here she told us how to get out through the bathroom. She had been knocking at the gate for about 15 minutes herself... I guess moral of the story is to make sure you tell everyone your plans so they know when to expect you!!  

We helped with all of the morning chores which took a hit longer because there were only 4 of us helping Mama and Angela. We finished up and got cleaned up and left for Kitende about 11. We walked down to Express and took a taxi over. Once we got there it took us a while waiting for all the right people to come along so we could get into a classroom. We finally got to go into a P1 class around 12:30. 

They were having "RE" or Religious Education. I was amazed because there was a classroom with one teacher (the teachers rotate and teach different subjects to different classes) and 63 kids. That would be like having a first grade class with 63!! So, granted, I cannot compare my teaching experience to what I was observing, but my heart just began to break for these kids. One of the reasons that I do what I do is because I had such incredible teachers and loved school and learning so much. These kids sat, crammed in a mud brick room with 3-4 kids per bench. Everything on the walls was hand made by the teachers. There was a chalkboard at the front, one bookcase in the back, with about 5 class sets of newspaper covered notebooks for the kids to take notes and do classwork in. The entire class was recitation and rote memorization of facts and choral reading (aka chanting) for their lesson. Then they copied everything off of the board for their notes. 





Today we learned about the miracles of Jesus. The teacher did a pretty good job of "storytelling" about Jesus feeding the 5,000 and then just threw in other miracles about healing and caring for others. After the story, the teacher wrote some facts on the board, wrote their "exercise" (drawing a picture of what Jesus used to feed the people), and passed out their classwork books to write in. 

In the incredibly long time it took to pass out 63 books, we were shocked to see these 6, 7, and 8 year old kids using a razor blade to sharpen their pencils. As if that was not dangerous enough, they tossed it around the room to each other, all while it was open. Accident waiting the happen. Then the lunch bell rang, but the teacher wouldn't let them go get their lunch until they finished their work. Of course, those kids who got their books first were at a huge advantage because they had extra time. Finally the teacher let everyone go eat and would let them finish later. 


As we were walking out of the room we had the chance to talk to the teachers about teaching religion at school. We shared with them that we could not do that in the states in our public schools. They didn't understand why, but we explained that there are so many different religions and we don't want to offend anyone by teaching with our personal bias. They said they were very thankful that they still had the freedom to teach about faith, and admitted to us that they definitely teach with bias. They were Christians and they said they teach a lot more about Christianity, but they also teach about Islam in school. I love that they recognize that as a freedom and appreciate the opportunity that they have to teach about their faith in the classroom. 

We loved talking and playing with the kids during their hour lunch break. They absolutely loved seeing the pictures that we took of them! 



We went into a P3 class after lunch and saw another RE lesson. These students were learning about The Lord's Prayer. We talked about what it means to worship and even had the chance to sing some worship songs to start off the lesson. Then the 53 P3 kids sat crammed in their hot classroom for about 10 minutes, surprisingly quiet and well behaved, while the teacher wrote all of the class notes on the board and the exercises. Of course there was a few kids who were whispering and up doing things, but they knew to not cause a disturbance. I'm sure it was because the teachers would usually "cane" them if they were not doing what they were supposed to be doing.  Fortunately, since we were there, the teachers weren't walking around with their sticks in hand today... After all of the writing on the board, the teacher picked up her big wooden pointer and the class "chanted" the notes on the board. That was the extent of the teaching. They had some exercises to do and then they moved into Literacy (aka science and several other languages lumped together). The teacher brought us a copy of some classwork to complete and it was tough!! We covered everything from items in a first aid kit to layers of soil, types of clouds, and uses of water. After turning in the paper without my name and getting in trouble, it was marked and given back to me. There were definitely some corrections in red, but don't you worry, she said I passed! 



When we got home, we ate a late lunch and played with the kids and helped with homework and baths. The water was out for a bit, of course when we have 5 girls in a tub all soapy so we went to get buckets of water. Let's just say that bath time got a little out of control tonight...

We had dinner and devotion tonight. The interns and missionaries were still not back from Jinja, so it was a small crown for devotion. We looked at Matthew 28:18-20 and our mission to share the gospel with those around us. We had an awesome discussion with the kids tonight about what that looks like in their lives and how they could share about Jesus with their friends. I was so amazed at the depth at which they understand the importance of taking the Good News to those who do not know it. In fact, a few of them were asking us how they should share with friends who argue that the Bible is not the Word of God. Suzanne jumped right in and just encouraged them to share their testimony and their story about what Christ has done in their lives. In fact, she went in to tell them that when she shares the Gospel back home, she tells people about them. The. She went into a few stories about the condition the kids were in before being "Sozo-d".

Michael, a genuinely sweet little boy who is always wearing a smile, was so skinny and frail and had the big belly from being malnourished. Now he is running around with the energy and strength of any oher kid his age. Victoria supposedly had a very severe heart condition, but when they took her back to the doctor to get treatment, there was nothing wrong. Hennifah shared that when she over at home with her dad she had a neighbor that was like a mother to her. This lady told her about Jesus and took her to church. This upset her father and so he caned her because she loved Jesus. She testified that it is so much better to have the love of a Heavenly Father than the approval of her earthly dad. 

Oh to have the testimonies of these children and how the Father has lavished love upon them! To go from loving in slums, some without parents, some living with great-grandmothers who couldn't care for them anymore, and he taken into the Sozo family. For them to be loved on, fed, clothed, educated, and disciples in Christ... This is the call Jesus gave to Christ-followers in James 1:27. "Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world."


Oaks of Righteousness

Sorry for the lack of updates this week but our team left on Monday so we've had a pretty flexible schedule this week and haven't been as consistent about getting on the Internet at night. I'm going to try to give an overview of what's been going on across the world this week...

The Lord brought Isaiah 61 to my heart his week on numerous occasions as I was reminded that, "The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, because the LORD has anointed me to bring good news to the poor; he has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to those who are bound; to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all who mourn; to grant to those who mourn in Zion- to give them a beautiful headdress instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, the garment of praise instead of a faint spirit; that they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he may be glorified. They shall build up the ancient ruins; they shall raise up the former devastations; they shall repair the ruined cities, the devastations of many generations."

My prayer this week has been that all of the relationships that I am building during my time in Uganda and that Sozo is building in the community will just be planting seeds for God to raise up "oaks of righteousness." When I think of oak trees, I think of trees that are grand, fruitful, lasting, and strong. "The planting of The Lord, that He may be glorified." 

The interns are off on Mondays which means they aren't around to help with the daily chores. So our team took over the chores this morning. We were already pretty gross from not showering yesterday but we knew that there was no point in getting up and get g clean when we were going to work up a sweat and then go on a Boda ride. After washing clothes with Angela on Friday, we developed quite the relationship so she snagged me to help her mop the floors. And when they mop the floors it actually means to get on hands and knees with a rag to scrub them. We did the dining area, kitchen, entry, and then we scrubbed the back and front porch, because who doesn't mop their outside floors every day?! I had the best time, and the most incredible part was seeing how God can use our willing hearts to serve others, even through these everyday chores, and through that build great relationships. Paige was helping mop part of the time too, and Angela just stood there watching her and laughing. She told me , "She looks Lugandan. You already are!"

We were planning on riding bodas over to Mercy Home, but decided that it would be best to go ahead and run errands and come back to do that. We had a bunch of supplies that Suz had to buy for all of the homes, including buying a new washing machine for House 1 so we wouldn't have to hand wash everything... We started at Game and then we went to Kenjoy, Quality, and several other stores. We ate lunch at Cafe Java, ran a few more errands and headed home.


I also snagged a book I can't wait to read to my class... A Ugandan version of There Was An Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly


Tuesday Rebecca, Sarah, and I want with the interns back out to the village. Davis took us to visit Teacher Margaret's school. She is a sweet lady we met briefly last week who feels led to teach so she has started her own preschool. She teaches around 40 kids in a one room mud hut, about a 10x10 space. The youngest child can't be but a year and a half, all the way up to 5 year olds. We met her last week and told her we were teachers and promised that we would come back. As soon as we walked up, she asked us to please teach her kids. As much as I have talked to people about education over here, I have yet to see what it looks like in the schools. When we got there, she was teaching the kids the letter "b" so I just picked up right there and we worked on a few letters and numbers. I don't know how in the world she does it! Margaret had one small chalk board on the wall, but didn't even have any chalk. As I was just holding up a piece of paper showing them the letters, I had two kids putting their hands in my pockets, one climbing on my back, one crawling between my legs, and about 20 pairs of eyes giving me a blank stare... When it came time for them to practice writing their letters, she hand wrote an example in each of their notebooks for them to copy. I started helping her write them while she sharpened pencils with a razor blade. The kids went and sat on the ground and used the five wooden benches as their tables. By the time we were about half way through, the first kids came up to us wanting to show off their work. They called me "Teacher Muzungu!" They were so proud of their work and absolutely loved when I made a big deal about it!

As we were leaving, Teacher Margaret grabbed me for a big bug and said, "Thank you for loving me!" I thanked her for letting us come interrupt her classroom for the day and for giving us the chance to love on her and the kids. Then I told her the reason that we came to love them is because Jesus loves us so much. She immediately responded with, "Yes, and I love Jesus!" I was able to share with her about how I can see the joy of Jesus in her life, and it is evident that God has called her to be a teacher and love on these kids. 

As we were leaving and walking through the village, reflecting on that experience, I just couldn't imagine doing her job every day. Rebecca, Davis, and I were talking about how just remembering back to this day will sure put things in perspective when we feel like we are having a bad day at work. It will either make us appreciate our jobs or make us really mad at what the kids are complaining about!! 

We went with the team from House 2 to the botanical gardens in Entebbe for a picnic overlooking Lake Victoria and we saw some "enchimas" (aka monkeys) in the park. 



Wednesday morning we woke up and started working on the 3rd floor sorting all of the donated shoes and clothes that have been sent over with the interns and teams so far this summer. We went through and Aggie decided who got what and we were able to leave a pile of new stuff on each of the kids' beds for when they get home from school. We found such joy and excitement in being able to bless these children with some cute new stuff!

After we ate lunch we loaded up to go fabric shopping. Daudi's wedding is at the beginning of July and several of the Sozo missionaries that will be here are going to have dresses made for the wedding. We went into downtown Kampala to the market to one of Aggie's friend's store. It was one of those times that just breaks your heart for some of the conditions that you see people in. We were walking down the sidewalk, Aggie leading and Davis bringing up the back, passing children that couldn't have been but 18 months old with their hands cupped, begging for anything. As I walked past, all I could do was offer them a smile and trust that their Creator loves them and has a plan for their lives. I wanted to scoop them up and bring them home to love and care for, but God is sovereign and my prayer is that I will be obedient to His calling to love the least of these (Matthew 25:31-46). 

After spending a good bit of time at the fabric store looking through hundreds of patterns, we finally finished up. Suzanne and Caitlin needed some solid fabric for their dresses, so Aggie took them deeper in the market. She didn't want a group larger than 3 going so the rest of the group went back to the van to wait. In that process, I needed a bathroom break so we went into the super market and had quite the experience. First of all, we had to go through security to get in the store. Then the security guard started escorting us to the back corner of the store. We went in a door and started walking up stairs... Four flights of them to be exact. At this point I was very glad Davis was there with me. At the top if the stairs... More security. Checked my bag, got a pat down. Then they unlocked a door with a latrine. So thankful to see that thing... Never did I think that needing to su-su would be such an ordeal! We got stuck in traffic on the way back and it took a good hour and a half at least. There was one point that Alex just turned the car off because it would be 15 minutes before it was our turn to go again. Evidently at the traffic circles the police let one road go for a while and then just shut it down. Needless to say, our day was rather interesting getting to experience so much of the culture!

Thursday our little group decided to take a day to rest and relax. So at 8:00 Suzanne, Caitlin, Rebecca, Aggie, Allen and I loaded up to go to Serena, a resort on Lake Victoria. It was gorgeous, and after about 15 minutes we quickly forgot where we were and I was able to get rejuvenated for the rest of our time here. I spent good, uninterrupted time in the Word, got a good workout, swam in the pool, ate a great lunch, took a nap by the pool, and enjoyed the steam room and an awesome shower. We ended the day drinking tea and cappuccino on the veranda before headed back to House 1. 



Fridays are Field Day at Kitende, the primary school where a lot of our Sozo kids attend. As a teacher, I loved getting to see a glimpse of what school is like in Uganda. We walked with the interns over to the school and helped out with the organization of teams and games. 


We were immediately attacked by kids who just wanted a little lovin' from some Muzungus. Somehow I found myself walking holding 5 kids hands at one time, while one climbed up my back to hold on. 


After a morning that left me completely exhausted, we walked back to the house and had a lazy rest of the day. 

Saturdays are pretty laid back. We got up to do some chores and help around the house. 



Everyone goes to school on Saturday except the baby class, P1, and P2 so there were only a few kids around. Rebecca and I got out some math games and worked on some basic math skills with a few kids before lunch. 

After lunch our group went on a Boda Boda ride over to Mercy Home, the orphanage that a lot of our Sozo kids came from. 



We've been trying to get over to House 3 to spend the night for several days now, so we finally got to go over for devotion and dinner. All of us girls spent the night in the girls' room and they were not satisfied until we were completely taken care of. They had our sheets tucked in so tight I wasn't sure if I'd be able to climb in the bed. I loved getting to sit there and just talk "girl talk" with these teenage girls who so desperately need someone to love them and tell them that they are created in God's image and made them unique to accomplish His will. I loved being able to tell them that they can do anything with their lives as long as they are seeking The Lord and seeking Him with their whole heart, soul, mind, and strength. 


We woke up this morning and got ready for church. Since the kids at House 3 are all older, it was a much more laid back morning because they don't need us chasing them around to get them ready and out the door. 


Worship at Watoto was amazing again today. I loved being in a tent full of hundreds of people, yet feeling like it was just me standing in the presence of my Father, praising His holy name! We had a great reminder that we are to live a life willing to make sacrifices for our God. And living a life of sacrifice means we will be obedient to His calling. 

Father, thank you for my time in Uganda and the daily reminder of your grace and mercy that you have lavished upon me. I pray that as I head in to my last week here that you will not let me forget why I am here. I pray I continue to be obedient to what you have called me to do both here and back home. Lord do not allow me to get so comfortable that I am not sensitive to the Spirit leading me wherever You want to take me. 

For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, from whom every family in heaven and on earth is named, that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith-that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Ephesians 3:14-21


Pray that God will bless our time at Kitende School tomorrow, so we can learn more about education in Uganda and figure out how we can best partner with the school to help our "Sozo-d" kids with their education. 

Pray He will continue to open doors for us to have intentional conversations with our Sozo kids and we can lavish God's love upon them!