11-27-07

Tue08:15 A couple of days ago, we went to Uganda for a day trip. The land is soo beautiful. When we (Bob, James, Jenelle, Caleb, Eva Joy, me) got there we divided into groups of 1 or 2, and were invited to different churches as guests and to speak. They paired me and Eva Joy, and we were brought to a small wooden building with plenty of ventilation (the building was made of sticks and wooden slabs nailed to a frame of sticks and poles). I was asked to speak to the church, so I talked about following the example of Jesus washing the feet of His disciples and beings the servant to all. As unreligious as it sounds, my favorite part of church was watching the little kids (and trying to make them smile without the adults catching me). I’m so glad that Jesus called us to be like the little Children.On the drive home, I stood up in the truck bed and held onto a bar on the cab and ate sugar cane and loved the wind in my face and smiled and laughed and bounced and counterbalanced to the ridiculously potholed, bumpy road and sang loud praise songs and looked at the sun set and the stars and the mountains and I waved to the kids who jumped up and down because the saw mazungus… it was a good day.