This Little Light of Mine.

Now that the internet is working, we can start this wonderful blog journey in Uganda.  Can’t promise there won’t be lots of pauses.  Uganda is on this new plan of 12 hours of power, then 12 hours of no power, repeat.  It’s fun, and I have a feeling it may screw up the internet at some point again.

God prepared my heart before we arrived, He let me know with great care that I would feel at home here, and I do.  It is home.  We hit the ground running the morning we arrived, looked at some different projects that were going on, visited our boys from the New Life Homes in school, and then passed out.  It has been pretty busy since.  I will try to run the highlights.

We are inter-connected with a lot of other people here working on the streets.  It has been a beautiful thing to see how God’s will and plan seem to connect all of these different ministries.   He doesn’t send us out alone, or unequipped, that is evident to me now, more than ever.

We have spent a good deal of our time on the streets.  I am officially known as the nurse (some of the kids remembered us from last time).  There is no way to get around it.  These boys are sick, they have infected wounds, and they need consistent care and rehabilitation.  They come to me and they will point out their wounds, I wash it, hold their hand while the cleaning solution stings them, then try to bandage them up as best as possible.   It is the end of raining season here, so the field is quite muddy, and by the time 2 hours pass the organized medical supplies are strewn, and our feet are heavy.  I have to admit, at some points it gets crazy, and you aren’t sure what to do.  During one of those moments today the boy that was being treated started singing “This Little Light of Mine.”  Since that was the first time I understood him, I sang along, and before you knew it the 15 boys crowded around me all joined in.  I wasn’t in a field in Uganda putting on bandages; we were all in Heaven singing to our Dad.  And that’s why I’m here.  Actually, that’s why we are all here, no matter if you are here or there. 

"From the lips of children and infants you have ordained praise because of your enemies, to silence the foe and the avenger." Psalm 8:2

So, here goes a list of the top 10 things I enjoy most about Uganda:

1.   THE BANANAS

2.   All the odd animal noises when I wake up in the morning and when I lay down to go to bed

3.   Little kids screaming “muzungu” (white person) at me

4.   Holding hands with my brothers and sisters, laughing, and crying with them

5.   THE BANANAS

6.   Playing guitar on the front porch, under the stars

7.   Laughing with our translator about the differences between Americans and Ugandans

8.   Sara’s cooking.  Plus there are always more BANANAS

9.   The sunshine

THE BANANAS.