There are many kids who come to church and to our Sunday Evening festivities without parents. Eric and I have been making attempts to visit their homes, meet their parents and encourage their parents to come. On Monday we went to the area of town known as Mooni to find them.
Their homes continue to humble us...
This is Fred standing outside his house.
While we were there, we collected quite the crowd of kids, so Eric launched into a short talk about the Gospel. Two of our boys...Ivan and Max...translated for him. It became a new lesson for the little kids and a good time of mentoring for the man-cubs.
I had the privileged to attend the court case for the adoption of little H into her family. It was a time to testify and Lord willing, make formal, the relationship that already exists. We continue to pray for a positive ruling at the end of February (and for patience for dad and mom while they wait!)
William got his cast off! He's now sporting a cool brace and we are still trying to scrub off all the dirt that made its way under his cast and is now embedded in his arm.
Thursday & Friday:
Last week when we went to pick up Emily, our new helper, from the airport, our car was broken into. We had three bags taken. Two of them were ours. We lost our bibles, journals and some clothes. One was Emily's, which contained almost all of the things she brought for her 3 months here! It also contained her retainers. So she and I went back to Kampala to get new ones made for her...and do a little more shopping... We stayed the night in a cheaper hotel and decided that if we ever stayed there again, we would bring earplugs to drown out the traffic and shouting...and a fan...and a generator to power said fan and so the people can cook breakfast for us, instead of insisting it would only be a few moments despite the fact that they were sound asleep on couches in the dark room and then scolding us when we went to Cafe' Java across the street...