Since
coming to Rwanda I have learned that with one little mug of water I
can successfully brush my teeth, wash my face, and re-curl my hair.
Not too exciting, but that’s part of life when you don’t have running
water.
the view from where I brush my teeth
Not too much to fill you in on my life here. We visited the genocide museum last week with a couple of other teams from the squad. One of the widows that was pictured in a section is friends with Pastor Rose (our contact); so on Thursday we visited with her, Carita, for a bit. It was cool to talk with her and hear some of what is on her heart. Silas asked her how, amidst all the evil that happened, does she still love God and not question His love for her. Carita explained that He is her provider and she knows He didn’t cause it all, that His grace is sufficient for her and that is why she is still alive today. When we asked how we could pray for her; she said that she wanted God to allow her to live long enough to take care of her grand kids and a few other kids, when they were grown enough she could die. How awesome is that?!
On Saturday our team went to a traditional Rwandan wedding. This ceremony was the discussion of the dowry and decision of allowing the groom’s side to accept the wife. On Thursday we will go to the
signing of the license and such. Then on Saturday is the actual
ceremony and party. Getting married in Rwanda is quite different
from America.
Sandy,
Ryan, Chandler, Silas, and me ready for the wedding
much
love!
oh and btw – I have raised all of the money I need to finish the race. Thank you everyone for all of your support!
