One of my amazing teammates, Brittany Priess (aka BP)
just posted a hilarious blog about a typical day in the life of a World Racer in Uganda. I’m re-posting it on here for your reading pleasure.
(Thanks BP.) ENJOY!

…It’s moments like these I think, “Yep! I’m in Africa.” 

So the past week or so we have been going into the “bush” to
visit new churches that have been planted in various rural villages. Yesterday was a doozie!  It started with the drive there… I was in the
back seat on the way there with Jenny and B. Cox; we went flying as we hit
several pot holes and dodged cows in the road. 
The pastor driving would say, “You will dance when we hitting the
bumps,” only he pronounced “dancing” like “dan-ching”…it’s moments like these I think, “Yep! I’m in Africa.” 

We finally arrived at the
church and had the opportunity to worship and fellowship with the people
there.  I really enjoy dancing and
clapping and singing with them; although there is a language barrier we
are worshiping the same Great God!  One
of our translators, JB, was leading worship while the drums were pumping and out of
no where he starts flailing his legs in the air doing a Russian-esque dance that looked impossible! …it’s moments like these I
think, “Yep!  I’m in Africa.” 

Jenny and Dan shared messages;
it was really good. I love learning and I especially love learning from my
teammates. 🙂  We then went out to eat some lunch; the
people in these villages are so hospitable and giving – I am humbled every
time.  After our meal we were sitting and
talking with some of the leaders in the church when a chicken jumped up onto the
little table!!  Justin tried to kick it
away but instead it went flying into the air and JB caught it mid-flight!!  He didn’t even look at it; it was a ninja
move it I ever saw one …it’s moments like
these I think, “Yep! I’m in Africa.”

The
sun was starting to go down so we piled into the vehicle and headed out on the
pot-holed road for home.  It had
rained.  We got about half way and we saw
muddy roads ahead and we knew it was about to get good, Pastor John stopped as
if he was preparing himself; we held on and he went for it.  We hydroplaned and ended up in a ditch.  In the middle of Northern Uganda …it’s moments like these I think, “Yep!  I’m in Africa.” 

We
piled out of the car and many nice African
men gathered around to help; the guys helped push the car as we stood
off
to
the side ready to escape into the “bush” if necessary. We watched as
goats walked past along with men carrying their bicycles through
the gooey terrain. After several tries the car was free! Muddy feet and
all we stood in a circle in  the middle of the road somewhere in the
bush of Uganda
and prayed with the men who helped us.
We got back in the car and “dan-ched” all the way home. …it’s
moments like these I think, “YEP! I’m in Africa.”