…that I may never leave Africa. Sorry, Mom.
I really, really love it here. The people are so friendly and welcoming. The whole church has taken us under their wing. They have so many activities for us to be apart of. We have the best host family ever: Jackson, Jen, Derrick, and Lynn. We started ministry this week. Day one, we did house visits. The people here are awesome. We met a lady who fled from the war in Sudan. Her story was amazing. Most of her children are dead or unreachable, yet she has the joy of the Lord.
Last week, one of the children from the church died in a bus accident and we were able to witness the funeral process. Every nite up unitl the funeral service, the whole church meets at the parents house and basically has a big tent revival. The funeral itself was about 4 or 5 hours and we drove at least 2 hours to get there. They celebrate the life, not mourn the death. It was very humbling to watch.
Today, we went to an orphanage. Oh my goodness. I wanted to wrap all of them up and take them home. They seriously blessed my soul. They sang and danced for us and we taught them a song/dance. I also got to narrarate a story with them. Amazing!
Today is Thanksgiving. I hope everyone back home enjoys their day and doesn't miss me too much. (Jess, you can't have my portion of the hashbrown casserole just cuz I'm not there.) We bought sweet potatoes (to make fries with), chocolate, and peanut butter to celebrate.
Tomorrow I am getting my hair done (keep an eye out for the video) and we get to go to the praise team's practice. Seriously one of the best I have EVER seen. My goal is to get to dance with them one Sunday.
Sunday, I am preaching. Please pray for my 15 min sermonette to miraculously turn into an hour long sermon!
