Life is becoming very real and normal here. I am savoring every moment because days are flying by like birds in air, and it frightens me. I want the real and the nitty gritty Uganda, and I feel like I am finally getting it. Real life is happening. Im being confronted by the good and profound still, but also the crap and the difficulty of life too.The honeymoon phase has past, and things that were cute (like kids calling my munu on the st every second of every day, are now the usual, and maybe even annoying sometimes ha). Relationships have developed and I am seeing things as they truly are, situations, people, places. The good and bad. I still feel giddiness in the mornings to get up and start my day, but its more rooted and grounded in reality. All I know to be true of this is......it is good....
So good. My romanticist mind is not coating everything I see with beauty and idealism like it tends to. Im truly seeing.
This week will begin a new chapter of life here. I am moving in to Atin Afrika! I will be living with the kids...so happy and excited. The 18 boys I was with for the last 5 months have all now been resettled back into their homes and are starting school this wk. I have picked up 2 to sponsor and just put the last one in school yesterday. I love these two, James and Brian so so much. They have very unique and sweet spirits. So, there is a new bunch from the street arriving now. Its hard to imagine doing everything over again with a whole new group of kids I have never met....but I trust God to give me the strength and joy to do it. On Monday, I will also begin an internship there, doing work in their education program and also organizing media. This will be done alongside what a favor most, which is teaching, building relationship, and sharing the goodness of Christ with them. I have learned, living on the street is straight poison for any child. For those that have been there for a year or more, street life destroys innocence, hardens childlikeness, and steals happiness. Their like lost wandering sheep, running around, consumed by their passions. Ive seen it up close now, right in front of my face.....and it makes me SOOO angry at the devil. Most of all, street life corrupts their idea of love. Love is something many of them don't know how to show, or even receive. They don't know how to care or be cared for. So, love in Christ, unconditional love, the no matter-whatness of Gods love, is what they need most. This writer captures it perfectly. "Sometimes its necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness".
Continuing to meet with two women, Lucy and Rhema who know Jesus now. Please pray for them with me. Battling a lot of religiosity with both of them.
Please pray that I have JOY. I want joy and need joy to radiate through me to these kids. Also, that I do not over commit my self to things, which I seem to do often ;/ Lastly, for open doors to speak into specific kid's lives and hearts.
Love you all, thank you for reading, i need your care and interest in these days
crazy thing I did this past wk: Went to a village called Amolataar to resettle a child in his home. We were on the motorcycle for 2 and a half hours there and also 2 and half back. Mind you, the road was incredibly potholey and it rained half the way back...ah it was crazy!!! Mom, don't worry I had a helmet on, and Ronald is a very skilled driver :)
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love, G
My boys from last term
One of the boys, Darius, getting baptized :)
Rhema
Lucy
