This month we have stayed with a pastor and his family.

They have two kids ages six and two.

We went on prayer walks and helped at the Disability Home.

It was a love hate relationship at the Home.

We hung wet clothes to dry and fed the women lunch.
I havent fed anyone older than two before so it was interesting.
They played christian music in the background.
Two ladies would grab one of us and just walk around the room.
They loved having company.

We held a Childrens Day outside the church, which was inside the school grounds.
The kids came from the school and from the streets.
We sang and played their african songs.
Played balloon games.
Sang our american songs.
And took pictures.

We went to church on sundays.
Three teammates sang in the chior.
We spoke very little to the congregation but were involved in the small groups before church.
They started the '40 Days of Community' devotional.

On the days inbetween we would sometimes go out to the slums to invite people to church.

All in all, i felt like i was back in America this month.