So after 2 extra days in Kubali, Uganda having
nothing else to do but wait. We prayed, we explored, we ate a rolex,(a rolled
chapati with cooked egg, tomato, and onion inside), we drank African tea
(kinda like Chai but not as many spices) and we spent time getting to know
Britta and sharing Gods love with her. We got to see more of Uganda, and
finally we got e-mails on 6 Jan 2011 when we checked at 10am that said we could
enter into Rwanda.
The same taxi driver took us back to the boarder,
this time he never picked up any extra passengers. By the time we got there it
was a down pour of rain so we proceeded to run across the boarder crossing to
the Rwanda side weaving in and out all the semi trucks that were just parked.
We arrived on the Rwanda side soaked, and then they wanted $60 each for the
visa. But they wouldn’t take a $100 bill that was older then 2002 – Oh my
goodness! Praise God we had one. Then we caught a taxi to Kigali and for 1.5hrs
we drove through the most stunning country side ever, listening to the drivers
favorite music – old, old country. The country is covered in Tea fields and
rolling hills with little huts scattered here and there and people carrying the
picked tea in woven baskets either on their heads or backs.
We finally arrived, at 3:30pm we said goodbye to
Britta and parted ways, it was still
pouring rain. Our contact could not come and pick us up and that we needed to
find another taxi. So we did. What we didn’t realize was that his windshield
wipers didn’t work so every couple of minutes he would stick his arm out the
window and wipe the windshield with a towel as we drove along a very windy
road. I was praying so hard at this point. We arrive at this spot and a kind
looking man sticks his head in the window and says “Hi I’m pastor
Peter” Oh my goodness WE MADE IT! I don’t think any of us could believe
it.
We are staying in the pastors house with his
family – a wife and 4 kids under the age of 9. Us 4 girls are sharing a room
and the 2 guys have a room. The house is not yet finished so there are dirt
floors still in most of the rooms, but it is cozy. The church we are working at is a New
Covenant Church. It is across the valley, so the walk is down a steep hill and
up a steep hill amongst many houses where all the little kids run up to us and
hug our legs yelling Muzungu. The church is so full of joy even though the
congregation is small. My first day here they informed us that they had heard we
were stuck at the boarder and had prayed for us, so the welcome from them was
so warm as our arrival was an answer to
prayer. We are extremely blessed to be
working with them this month doing door to door evangelism, preaching, teaching Sunday school and hospital visits.
Thank you for all your prayers. Please continue
to pray for open hearts as we do evangelism, for clear interpretation, for
healing’s and salvation.
