i'm amazed by life and it's amazed by me.

last one from uganda

2010-07-05T05:39:00.000-07:00

ANNOUNCEMENT: I am not the only writer of these blogs. Anna writes them too.
The fourth was celebrated as the last full day with our friends in Bubogo, Uganda. We had church in the morning with several of the regular-attending congregants. Last year, our friend David brought a Gomez (a traditional Ugandan dress) to the airport for Liz and I. I brought it back this year to wear it on a special occasion. This seemed like the perfect opportunity. You will see it below. What you may not see is my insecurity in wearing it. Actually, I lied. You won’t see it below. Maybe later this week. Anyways, I was hesitant on leaving the room, even with the aid of Anna to put it on correctly. We left our room, entered the hall, and an older lady came rushing over to help me fix it because I wore it incorrectly.
The day was filled with finishing a lot of small projects, chilling with the girls in their room, and ended with making some s’mores.
Soccer update: we played two matches with two schools nearby. The first one we lost 0-1 and the second one we won 2-0.
We left our friends in Bubogo this morning and are being escorted to Kampala with our friends David, Noah, and Tito.
We will stay the night in Kampala tonight and head to the airport in Entebbe tomorrow. Then hello USA. Wow. That will be a speedy transition. It frightens me if I’m a little honest. Process process process. That’s what needs to happen.
Pray for our hearts to be prepared for our transition from life here to life in the states. Pray for our hearts to be present for things that are happening now rather than being preoccupied with things in the future.
We’ll be seeing you so soon.

a day in the life

2010-06-28T07:42:00.000-07:00

Our morning starts with waking up to the sounds of chickens, Ugandan music, or the musings of our mice friends who reside with us. Anna usually (as in always) gets up before me and reads and does other more productive things. We draw our water if we didn't the night before and fill our water bottle with purified water. Our water becomes pure by the magic of Waterguard; a delightful chlorine burst of flavor brightens anyone's day. We brush our teeth, next to the deep pit that has yet to become a latrine. We sweep our room and prepare ourselves. We make the walk to the toilet, which isn't far, but since we are living with 30+ people, the walk seems longer as you are greeted by several people.
Anna takes a lot more showers than I do, which is more hygienically and culturally correct than I. The well water is chilly on days it rains, making for a cold shower. We might wash our clothes. Lately, the girls have given us the liberty of washing our own clothes. It's hard to gain independence here because the people are so generous to us in really unbelievable ways and the stereotype of white people is that we are incapable of doing anything for ourselves. So, any day we get to wash our own clothes is pretty exciting, for the convenience of the people we are around and also the sake of our pride. We then start the days' activities which is quite varied. We might be teaching, making beads, drawing blood, watching the construction of the latrine (Anna has done an amazing job planning and communicating with the people who are building it. Ask her about it.), watching the World Cup, making guacamole or talking about stewardship. We try to play football in the evenings with the girls, which is entertaining. Getting off the compound is rare for the girls and it brings life and energy and excitement to play together.
We usually just hang out with whoever is around at this point in the evening, watch the World Cup, and eat our delicious supper. We head to our room, wash the tan off of our feet, listen to some true music, make our last stop at the toilet, and call it a night.

"It's okay. I'm a man. Men were meant to suffer."

2010-06-23T08:10:00.000-07:00

Yo Yo Yo!
We started building a composting latrine on Monday. I wish I could accurately articulate all of my feelings and conversations to give you a vivid picture of the past few days. Man alive.

We’ve made significant progress but with much laboring in communication. I think the pictures should give you a good idea of the rest. We had to tear down existing walls and pour a new floor. Now we’re working on the platform that one would stand on. Lord willing, we’ll finish on time and it will stay standing.

Our time with the girls has flown by and we’ve had some wicked awesome opportunities to just hang out. They are brilliant, in my mind. Our interactions and activities have provided for some sweet conversation about life and God and other important things in life like boys, breast-feeding and baking cakes.
We’ve been privileged to make a cake and last night, we made guacamole with the girls.

We have Bible study twice a week and class roughly twice a week. So far, we’ve talked about basic healthcare and hygiene, stewardship, HIV/AIDS, and sexual education. We’ve played soccer twice and the girls are really full of energy. We started showing them their videos from their new friends in the U.S. and it has been a joy to see their reactions. Next week they’ll get their shirts (which we’re really anxious to pass out so that we can wear them too). Upcoming events with the girls include a girls’ night of massages and movies, a Talent Show, more soccer, classes about First Aid, more Bible study, an American independence celebration of s’mores, and who knows what else.

The other random picture is of us at Noah's mother's house. She is beautiful, lovely, and very hospitable.

Today there was HIV/AIDS testing at WAACHA for the community and the girls. It was free. Christine and I both got tested. Good news: we’re negative. PTL. anna

anna lied in the last title of the blog postings. it's not hot here.

2010-06-18T05:53:00.000-07:00

June 15th came and left so quickly. It was my 21st birthday and I feel honored to have spent it with such fine people for yet another year. A wish of mine is that our worlds were not so far apart. That I wouldn’t have to use the word “there” or “far” to describe the location of my friends here. Someday.
The day started with listening to some David Crowder in the morning. We had our first teaching session with the girls (which Anna mentioned in the last post). The girls are bright and very attentive to what we have to say. They are very teachable and eager to learn. They got their packets from girls in the U.S, and their eyes were glued to the words written on the pages from so far away. We had some tea with David and Arnold and headed to town on a boda boda to the hotel for some internet. Along the way, I received a phone call from a dear friend back home. Twas so good and ridiculous. We interneted for a while and then went shopping. David had given Anna some money to buy me “something nice.” What does that mean? I don’t know. We found this really cool green jacket but it had a hole in the pocket, so we kept searching until we found a seamstress on the side of the road. She was working diligently on a dress and had some fabric. Anna and David bought me this “nice” something. We headed back to the Isangas for the evening adventures. Along the way, our boda driver was stopped for a police check. A man wearing an army uniform walked our way and exchanged some Lusoga words with our driver. This policeman was putting forward his best flirtatious skills and was not shy to ask how he can get a girlfriend from America and if I could be his girlfriend. I politely rejected his valiant attempt to woe my heart and we waved him and rifle goodbye.
Anna, being very sneaky in her ways, had told the family about my birthday and they were determined to bake a cake for me. Side note: Ugandans don’t celebrate birthdays traditionally but the culture is being influenced by Western practices. Anyways, our next project was to bake a cake. This was quite the ordeal. We lacked the following to make our cake: a recipe, baking soda, oil, vanilla, a measuring cup, real butter, a cake pan, icing, pot holders, and an oven. After an hour and a half and with the help of the catering students and the construction of a make-shift oven, we had a chocolate cake. The semi-finished product was disappointing because we placed buttered paper (make-shift wax paper) around the pan and that had burnt directly onto the cake, which left the cake looking like a piece of coal. Anna shaved off the burnt toppings and we placed some candles on our burnt-gooey-butter-brownie cake. You can see this occasion below. It is mama, Sam, David, and Noah. Anna was kind to take the picture.
The night ended with Avatar. Try explaining that here, especially with no sound for the first hour.
Thanks for the birthday wishes and for being a part of it, even by just reading this. ‘Twas good.

Sometimes it's hot in Uganda

2010-06-15T03:23:00.000-07:00

Announcement: It’s Christine’s birthday today, Heck yes! We’ll be celebrating with cake, Mirinda grape soda, and Avatar.

This picture is from last week but I thought it would be good for you see some faces. On the left is Noah, then Arnold, and then David.

The past few days have been full of sweet times and good conversation. We talked for a long time with Noah and David about the details of how we will spend our time here. I’m super stoked about working towards sustainable practices here. We’ll get to spend intentional time with the girls every day talking about specific things (mostly healthy living practices, life skills, and spiritual and community growth).

This morning Christine walked through some basic health practices and David translated for her. It went well but the exciting part came next… we matched up each girl here with a friend from Jewell and it was so fun to watch them read their letters and look at pictures. Thank so much to each one of you that wrote a letter. I’m confident that God will bless both you and each of these girls through your friendship. The next challenge that we have in front of us is to figure out how to make bread without an oven and then teach the girls. Lord help me.

pictures. yep.

2010-06-11T08:28:00.000-07:00

refer to these pictures backwards in reference to the previous post. does that make sense? anna doesn't think so. she would say "reverse order." you get it? great.

Anna the vegetarian eats meat in Uganda

2010-06-11T07:57:00.000-07:00

So here we are. That's us in the airport in Dubai. It’s a few days into our trip and our what could be considered “normal” routine is about to set it. We’ve been busy visiting villages with the girls and enjoying the company of the Isangas. We’ve been learning Lusoga (the language in this region) with the help of our friends Miriam, Namboso, and Oliver.

We’ve danced.
We’ve sang.
We’ve helped with the long process of preparing dinner.
We’ve been honored with having the most hilarious conversations with David and Noah.
All of this and more prove to me that God is alive and working.
It is so easy to see the brokenness of the world here. Young women are hurt by the lack of affordable and quality education and obviously there are deeper issues here besides education. The girls here are very honest about their struggle and that makes God so real. Truth is evident through their stories, their tears, and their laughter It is made clear to me more than ever that we (everyone) are in need of something much bigger than us to save us from ourselves.

This is Anna on her first boda-boda ride. She did well. We went super fast as we both squeezed on this tiny motorcycle and zoomed through the streets of Kampala, dodging taxis, buses, and other bodas. It was wild. We were really close to the other cars… my legs were warmed by the warmth other vehicles.

Next is the infamous Skippy peanut butter that was saved from the coolest lady in the St. Louis airport.

Lastly, you will Anna next to Noah and our friend Miriam. Today we made a tippy tap, a handwashing-station for outside the family bathroom. We also made one with the girls for their bathroom. I say “we,” which really means our friends did most of the work. It was a delight and we now have clean hands. WAHOO!

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The Nitty Gritty

2010-06-07T03:49:00.000-07:00

After 4 plane rides, 25ish hours in the air over 2 ½ days we arrived in Uganda (short side note: we got to stay in a hotel room for free while in Dubai—thank you Emirates airlines). We stayed with the missionaries in Kampala for 3 days and they took good care of us. I’ve been well inducted into Ugandan culture—local food, taxis (with 12 other people) and a boda boda (Imagine playing frogger except your’re riding on the back of a scooter, add in large potholes that could eat you and feeling the heat of an exhaust pipe on your leg … you get the picture).

While at the missionaries’ house we spent some time with different leaders from the Lutheran church who were in Kampala for training. They were very helpful to me in answering questions and helping me grasp the feeling of Uganda. These men were honest with their words, kind in their actions, generally hilarious, and faithful to both God and man.

On Saturday we drove to WAACHA, which is in Iganga, Bobogo. A family runs WAACHA; Noah, the father, came in his van to pick us up from Kampala. Together with two of his sons and three other summer volunteers (who will be working for the Lutheran Church of Uganda) we made our journey. We crossed the Nile on our way (rafting anyone? I pick yes).

God has provided richly and unexpectedly for us.

I have really enjoyed being with this family and the girls at WAACHA. Their hospitality seems unsurpassable. We got to attend church with them on Sunday and I am so excited to live everyday life with them.

Next task: learn everyone’s name.

anna

Please pray that our relationships continue to grow and that their foundation would be the gospel. Pray that our hands would be put to good, honest, and helpful work alongside of our new friends. And pray that we would put aside ourselves to seek God’s will, and next to serve our neighbors.

i'll be seeing you so soon

2010-05-26T09:13:00.000-07:00

We are leaving in one week. I have so much preparing that I wish I could be getting done but I feel torn between two wildly different communities. It is difficult to feel a part of and excited about getting to be with the community in Iganga, Uganda, when the community here is so beautiful and rich. God is alive here and is redeeming individuals, relationships, and communities. It makes me sad to leave a place where I can see God’s work so clearly.
I need to remember that God is also alive there. He is transforming the hearts of young women oceans away that have been broken by corruption, hard circumstances, and themselves.
I made this video thing from my trip to Uganda last year. It has taken forever to finish because well… there simply aren’t any words, pictures, or videos to describe what God is doing there. I like this video because it triggers memories of the community that so closely resembles what I think community was intended to be. Community there looks like this: people are free. They are free to be whatever level of broken they are and be able to exist in that brokenness. The response to their brokenness from the community is remarkable, and they are loved consistently. If you’ve won an award or if you have no money for food, the community receives you the same. They don’t love because you did or did not do something; they just love you. I recognize that they don’t have community down perfectly there and there is a lot of mess in the community. I am just real excited to be back in that community once more and to go with Anna. She is really good at knowing and seeing helpful and truthful things.

Nile Rafting

2009-07-27T07:08:00.000-07:00

July 15. We white-water rafted down the Nile.
Sound nice, eh?
We went to a rafting gig in Jinja early on Wednesday morning. There were many white people there from all over. We got some safety training before getting our life jackets and helmets. We boarded our bus and made it to the Nile.
The Nile is a beauty. The green over hanging trees, the sound of the rapids, the cool breeze, and wonderful company. Ahh! We have an incredible Creator.
We took off our shoes and carefully stepped down the rocks into our raft. In our raft was Alex our guide, missionaries Jake and Shauen, another short-termer Alec, and two friends we met that day. We started training with things like flipping out of the boat, pulling yourself into the boat, swimming, and what to do when you are churning under water. We got all trained and practiced on a class three rapid. Rapids are graded by classes 1 through 6.
Class 1 is like when you dip your finger in and it ripples. Oooh! Aahh!
Class 2 is like the wave pool at Six Flags.
Class 3 is like sunshine and candy, but sometimes you get burned.
Class 4 is like jumping out of a plane with a parachute.
Class 5 is like jumping out of a plane without a parachute.
Class 6 is ... Google it.
So we made it. We flipped on a class 4, which wasn't too bad. Liz and I luckily grabbed hold of the boat and didn't get sucked under the water. The instructions Alex gave us before every rapid were to "GET DOWN and HOLD ONTO THE ROPE!" So that's what we did... or tried to. Other helpful tips were "Always hold onto your paddle. If you lose your paddle, you owe me 10 dollars for every time you lose it" and "WHEN our boat flips, hold on tight!" We then made it to the biggest rapid of the day, class 5. Alex told us, "This next wave... is called... death." Its real name is Silverback, which is pretty close to death. It was the longest rapid of the day. You will see it in the video below, as our raft goes vertical in the air. Liz and I both got ripped away from the boat and pulled under the water.
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We were under for a looooonnnng time.
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Scary.
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We made to the surface and a safety kyaker rescued us. When we looked back, we couldn't even see our raft and we had floated under the entire rapid. Luckily, a refugee raft was nearby and we climbed in.
They didn't flip.
Next was lunchtime! We leisurely rafted 6km for lunch through a croc pool (not as ominous as it sounds. We didn't see any) and enjoyed some fine Ugandan delicacies of pineapple and glucose biscuits. After lunchtime, we went down an 8 foot waterfall! We went through a couple smaller class 3 and 4s before making it to Itanda Falls, which we had to walk around. People go there to see it, not raft through it. Lastly, we had a choice.
The bad place
or
The other place.
The bad place is a class 6 rapid.
The other place is a convenient class 3.
Because our heads were full of water and nothing else, we chose to attempt the bad place. Yep. We were swallowed by the water. Liz just kept floating all the way to the end and got picked up by the same refugee boat from before. I made it out pretty fast and was pulled into another boat.
What a day.

Watch our video!

Happy Independence Day!

2009-07-17T09:09:00.000-07:00

We had the privilege to spend our Fourth of July with a lovely lady, Jane in Jinja with two of our other friends too.
It was delightful.
We started the day at the market, buying Irish potatoes, tomatoes, green peppers, onions, ground beef, cookies, coke, and the like. That took up 3 and a half hours. We then headed back to Jane's house to start cooking. We cooked for a total of 4 hours and it was totally worth it. We made hamburgers, french fries, fried vegetables, and chocolate dipped pineapple and cookies. When it got around 10:30, Jane came to inform us that she would be dressing up for our American party. Before we knew it, Jane was wearing her most beautiful Ugandan traditional dress and the man of the house, whom we called Uncle (still not sure what his name is), even wore a white robe. We all sat at the red, white, and blue decorated table and drank our cokes with a smile. It was fantastic.
They were really honored to celebrate the Independence of America with us. Uncle is very knowledgeable about the States and that made for good conversation. Altogether, it was a pleasant Fourth.
Happy Birthday America.

I'm out of creative titles. But hey, look at these pictures.

2009-07-01T12:36:00.000-07:00

To the far left is Liz being swallowed by the girls in the van. We fit about 30 in there. Luckily, I was prompted to drive, so I got my own seat.

Next we have the BEST COUNTRY MUSIC IN THE WORLD EVER!
The Isangas found it and played it for us because we are from the West.

These are some of the kids near the town of Iganga.

Snapshots of friends.

2009-07-01T12:09:00.000-07:00

Meet the Isangas
This is David.
He is always having fun and laughing. He translated our program for us and let us drive the van! He also bought us sweet bananas, which were oh so delicious.

And our friend Sam.
He is brilliant at the piano and he's just cool. Look at the picture.
Sam and David are two of the sons of Susan and Noah.

Mama! (or Susan)
She cooked us "mzungu" or white people food. She was the one who was always concerned for our health because we "ate so little." Ha.

Noah
This is Noah. Smiling. While suffering from malaria. Seriously.
The reason I say that is because it reveals his true character. He joked around nonstop and was always trying to make us feel at home. On the way back from the hospital with an IV in his arm, he demanded the van to be stopped so David could get us a snack on the side of the road. Really.

Day 29- almost half way through and loving it!

2009-06-30T09:37:00.000-07:00

Hi, this is Liz. I'm writing on Christine's blog, obviously. So it's Tuesday night here and we are staying at Jake and Michelle Gillard's house. This place is awesome! They have a real shower with a tub and everything! And they gave us a computer to use! So we will be here for about 2 days and we'll have internet access the whole time. We are so excited to be staying here. We also had an amazing day yesterday. We went to see TRANSFORMERS at the one movie theater in all of Uganda. We had to take a taxi and walk about 2 miles to get there but it was totally worth it! We took our friend Josephine with us and it was her first time seeing a movie in a theater so that was a lot of fun. We bought 3 sodas, 2 cups of ice cream, and a kit kat for about $7.
Totally Awesome.
Then we bought a pizza for lunch and it was delicious. It was an awesome day.
So when we leave the Gillard's, we will head back to Jinja to do our program there for about 4 days I guess. Because on Wednesday of next week, we are going.................................................................
WHITE WATER RAFTING ON THE NILE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am totally stoked. It's going to be insane and terrifying and amazing.
So I think that's all- I don't really know how to blog so whatever. I miss home but Uganda is amazing!
Peace,
Liz

Pass me some Posho!

2009-06-24T05:53:00.001-07:00

Jambo!
It is day 22 or something or another, and we are in the town of Iganga! It is a pleasant town, smaller than Kampala. We are staying with the delightful family of the Isangas. They are a family of 5. Noah is the dad and insists on us calling him mzee. (moo-zay)... which means the old man. We spend a lot of time with his wife, who cooks for us and their two sons. Their names are David and Sam. Their family is doing really cool things for Uganda. About 10 years ago, the wife started an organization to help the girls in the community. Girls drop out of school here for a number of reasons including lack of funds to pay for school fees, pregnancy, loss of parents due to AIDS, and lack of motivation. So Mama (Noah's wife) started this organization where girls can come here and stay with the Isangas for a year, free of charge and learn practical skills for when they live on their own. They are taught things like cooking, sewing, and growing food. The girls are rediculously awesome. Their ages range from 17 to 22 and there are 31 living at the Isangas. One of the girls wants to be a caterer and another wants to be a nurse. The organization itself is beautiful in the way that it helps the girls. There is so much support from the Isangas and the other girls there. They are in need of many things though, like running water, funds for food and their teacher's salary, soccer balls, and basic healthcare education. Anyways, they are fine with what they have.

It is like camp. Everyday.
AHHH! Its radical.
We sing, we dance, we beat drums, we play soccer (which they own at), we watch Justin Timberlake music videos, we get water together, and we laugh.

Speaking of soccer... the girls at the Isangas, Liz, and I had a soccer game against other girls in Iganga. And they insisted that I play.
First of all, I don't play soccer.
Second of all, I am terrified of large crowds. And so I entered the field as one of the two mzungus (white people) on the premises and they all yelled MZUNGU! There were 300 watching. AHH! Despite that, we played a great game and almost won. :)

As far as Liz and my work here, we travel to one or two villages a day and have about 2 hours with a group of kids. The group of kids ranges from 30 kids to 250 kids. Its been challenging to speak really loud and remain animated so all the kids can see and hear us. Our day program starts with the good ol Hokey Pokey and introduction of high fives. We then sing some songs, talk about Jesus life, death, and resurrection, sin, the Parable of the Good Samaritan, and trusting each other, bring out the puppets, and recite John 3:16. At the end, we are priveleged to listen to the songs they know about Jesus. We then play lots of games and have a grand time. The kids are very excited and very attentive.

I've been learning a lot about loving people. Ugandans do it so well here. Since we've been here, we've been treated like kings. They are very humble and value our presence so much. I do not have the creativity to express their love, except that it is the most beautiful picture of Christ's love for us that I've ever seen.
We've been to about 10 villages around the town of Isanga. We'll be here until Saturday, and then we must sadly say goodbye to our new friends.
Other exciting things...
I learned to drive on the left side of the road! And now I drive the van everywhere! The main road is easy as cake, but the village roads are a bit more adventurous. Driving is like playing a video game, only real life and real people. I love it.
We made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the Isangas today, and they like them! Great success!
We've been learning a bit of Lusoga, their language in this part of the country. Anytime we talk in Lusoga, they freak out and think it is hilarious.
The Isangas are deeply concerned for Liz and my health because we 'eat so little.' They've pulled us aside and asked if we were feeling okay on several occasions. This is what we eat for a typical dinner: a mango each, beans, posho (starchy tasteless bread), tomatoes, green peppers, greens (leaves from the ground), chipati (kind of like tortillas), maize, potatoes, sometimes chicken or beef, and not to mention tea. Last night we had lunch at 6:30pm and dinner at 9:30. We definitely need to eat more.

God has been very generous in His timing and plans for us here. I am excited to see what is in store for the next weeks.
Peace

Greetings from Uganda!

2009-06-08T04:26:00.000-07:00

from

Essawa.
That is watch in Lugandan and the first word I learned. I'm not even sure exactly if that is how to spell it!

We are currently at day 5 in Uganda! It is beautiful here. The people, the weather, the landscape! It has been about 75 degrees everyday this far! We are staying with Charles and Eva Bameka. Charles and Eva live here and Charles is the only Lutheran pastor in all of Uganda. Eva is opening up a beauty salon to do hair for weddings, and yesterday she blow dried by hair (: They are really nice and their home is really nice too. They have a living room, with a flatscreen television, a playstation for their nephew Larry, and two working toilets!! o ya.
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Interesting fact: almost everyone here has a maid, both middle and upper class. It is considered rude for you to not have a maid, since you are not sharing your wealth with the poor. Our maid's name is Helen and she cooks, cleans, and washes our clothes for us. She doesn't know very much English and so that makes talking really fun! We are still getting orientated here.

We are officially past jet lag, thank God! Liz and I both woke up around 2am for a couple days.

The food is tasty. The most Ugandan-thing I've had to eat is a matoke (ma-toe-kay), which looks like a green banana but tastes like potatoes, with bean soup. Other than that, we've had spaghetti, pizza, ham and cheese sandwiches, omelettes, sprite, fanta, and tea. That's all simply because we are in the capital, Kampala, still.

We had our first village visit, and it was AWESOME. We're talking villages. We only went on Saturday night and stayed in a hotel and went back on Sunday for a church dedication.
The people in the villages are golden.
They are so respectful to white people. When we got there, one of the older women knelt down before us as a sign of respect towards us. She called us mother, which signifies that we are of higher status than she is. They also served us lunch and waited until we were done to begin. For the long 3-hour church service, they brought out the couch from the house for us to sit on. Seriously, they are so nice. After church, I met an old lady with a severely swollen arm that has been swollen for several months. I prayed with her and she was so thankful to have even a nursing student look at it. On the way out of the village, a woman stopped us and gave us a bag full of fresh mangoes.
These people also work really hard. When they say they have garden, most usually it is not the garden you and I think of. We went to one garden and it continued for another 5 acres. They had fresh matoke, bananas, pineapple, coffee beans, kasava, and much more... right in their back yard!

Life in Kampala is pretty busy. People are always traveling and the traffic is crazy. A three-lane road might fit 5 cars. Also, there is no breaking for pedestrians. You better run!

We are almost done with our training in Kampala and will go to our first village for ten days at the end of next week!! I am so excited and blessed to be at the hands of the people we are staying with! Their depiction of community is beautiful in every way.

"But thanks be to God, who always leads us as captives in Christ's triumphal procession and uses us to spread the aroma of the knowledge of him everywhere." 2 Corinthians 2:14