If you knew me in my former life, or have read my bio, you
know that I am quite fond of dancing. Conveniently enough, Africans are also
dance fans.
While in Kenya we attended a different church every Sunday,
as well as multiple youth rallies. The location and event did not seem to
matter, because the music and dancing was always happening. So, whether we were
feeling like dancing when we walked in the door or not, once the music started
our feet knew what to do.
Here in Uganda there are some obviously huge stylistic
differences from Kenya in how churches operate. However, the common cultural
thread is certainly the dancing.
In the past few days I have attended two big events in which
dancing took place. The first was a family reunion where I had the opportunity
to watch some amazing traditional dance-drums, goat skins, grass skirts, and
all. It’s no wonder Africans have got great rhythm; it’s been in their heritage
forever! The second opportunity to see
some sweet moves was at a special church service. I was there with some church
officials who’s presence was being celebrated. They greeted us WAY up the road
with singing and dancing. They continued jumping, yelling, dancing, and singing
for a LONG time and seemed like they would never tire. It was quite impressive.
Each night we have also had the company of about 50 fifty
kids and a couple dozen adults ready to teach us how to worship African
style-with drums and dancing. We haven’t quite built up the stamina that they
have, but we are learning to embrace and enjoy dancing in Africa. Finally, a
continent that understands how valuable dance really is!
internet…but here’s a photo or two)

