thursday morning i was out of commission, i spent the morning laying in bed. one of the other girls and i both felt pretty sick, luckily a few hours rest did me some good and i felt well enough for our outing on thursday evening. we went to a village about 45 minutes away called gomma gate, or something close to that, it is a village of about 400, the village team from the home started a bible study and thursday morning was the first meeting, 10 people accepted Christ. at around 7pm a screen and projector were set up to show the passion of the christ, the villagers first movie they had ever seen. it was quite interesting hearing the words in hebrew, trying to read the english subtitles, and also disregarding the translator on the microphone speaking lugandan. there were about 250 who attended the showing, and 90 people raised their hand at the end to accept Christ. the feeling was overwhelming. the people were so eager to take their lives in a new direction. with the majority of the town elders and men of the village attending bible study now, the village has a new sense of hope.
a super dark picture of the crowd at the movie, it doesnt do it justice
friday was, in short, tiring. it was party day at the home. the morning was busy with preparations, baking cakes, strawberry is the children's favorite and blowing up balloons. every once in a while one of the kids would sneak into the kitchen and shout "auntie, auntie, we are going to eat PARTY!"everyone ate outside, the toddlers, the babies, and even the moms(the women who work in the home) and other staff. after dinner was over, the cake was passed out, the tiny little squares brought smiles like i would have never expected from such a small piece of cake. it just goes to show our cultural differences and our society's over indulgence i suppose. and if that wasnt enough to magnify the culture gap, what happened next certainly did. they brought out drums and began to sing and dance and shout, while the kids clapped. after a minute or two the moms pulled the volunteers up to dance with them, it was craziness, but so much fun. after everyone settled down and got back in their seats we had a surprise visitor. jeremiah is a performer at bujugali falls, a huge tourist spot. he is a lovely christian man who suffered from polio as a child and now has no use of his right leg, and little in his left. he has a big tall wooden stick that he manages to climb to the top of using simply his upper body strength, its incredible. the staff loved it, the kids on the other hand weren't sure. a few cried, some sat silent with their mouths open, and others scowled in disapproval. one of the older girls, rachel, came to sit with me, when i asked how she liked him she said "i fear him" over all it was a lovely party and the kids are still basking in the after glow, all smiles and talking non stop about the cake and "sweeties".
brian, my boyfriend, and andrew waiting oh so patiently for their cake.
the kids examining their balloons, the popping noises came about every 30 seconds.
rachel.
a super dark picture of the crowd at the movie, it doesnt do it justicefriday was, in short, tiring. it was party day at the home. the morning was busy with preparations, baking cakes, strawberry is the children's favorite and blowing up balloons. every once in a while one of the kids would sneak into the kitchen and shout "auntie, auntie, we are going to eat PARTY!"everyone ate outside, the toddlers, the babies, and even the moms(the women who work in the home) and other staff. after dinner was over, the cake was passed out, the tiny little squares brought smiles like i would have never expected from such a small piece of cake. it just goes to show our cultural differences and our society's over indulgence i suppose. and if that wasnt enough to magnify the culture gap, what happened next certainly did. they brought out drums and began to sing and dance and shout, while the kids clapped. after a minute or two the moms pulled the volunteers up to dance with them, it was craziness, but so much fun. after everyone settled down and got back in their seats we had a surprise visitor. jeremiah is a performer at bujugali falls, a huge tourist spot. he is a lovely christian man who suffered from polio as a child and now has no use of his right leg, and little in his left. he has a big tall wooden stick that he manages to climb to the top of using simply his upper body strength, its incredible. the staff loved it, the kids on the other hand weren't sure. a few cried, some sat silent with their mouths open, and others scowled in disapproval. one of the older girls, rachel, came to sit with me, when i asked how she liked him she said "i fear him" over all it was a lovely party and the kids are still basking in the after glow, all smiles and talking non stop about the cake and "sweeties".
brian, my boyfriend, and andrew waiting oh so patiently for their cake.
the kids examining their balloons, the popping noises came about every 30 seconds.
rachel.
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