The last week in Uganda was for me, the best week in Uganda. I had a much better attitude about life and saw why we were there much more than before.
When kids run up to you constantly and want to love on you or touch your hair or hold your hand or hug you-its awesome. Its tiring, but its awesome. I think children laughing like really laughing is one of the greatest sounds on the planet..Towards the end of the month I felt like the kids were getting to know me and understand me more.
I sewed some buttons on some uniforms and felt extremely accomplished-like I had purpose in that moment at that exact time. Its the little things that get me.
Earlier this month I saw true healing from some kids, completely humbled. Same day we saw some demonic possession which I am still wrestling with..if I acknowledge that its real then I have to take action and do something about it-but if I continue to remain in oblivian, well then its almost as if its not there…although it is there whether I acknowledge it or not..
The orphanage/school/church we were staying at relies completely on faith to continue. Some of the kids are orphans, some refugees, some friends of Pastor Naboth, some live down the hill and walk up every morning. Simple things like buttons are a need to these kids. Humbling.
I was sad to leave Uganda which I was surprised to be sad about. I didnt want to say bye to the kids and I didnt want to leave their love.
Then we get to Rwanda and its beautiful. It is comforting to have a couch to sit on and a bed to sleep in. We got to the house with hot food already on the table-it was most definitely what I needed. Im glad were in Rwanda for the last month of Africa. A lot of the groups are close together so we will probably see the other mzungus this month.
