So the title does not really have anything to do with this post, the song was just in my head.... I'm going to tell you about the past two weekends and all of my fabulous adventures that are going to make you all extremely jealous and cause you to hop on a plane so you can visit me!!!! Yeaaaaaaaa!!
Two weekends ago the IMME group (Intercultural Ministry and Missions Emphasis) took a trip to Jinja the Ninja!! Actually it's just called Jinja, but it's fun to rhyme sometimes! We stayed at a gorgeous resort on Lake Victoria right by the source of the Nile. I pretty much slept a lot! We heard from an extremely cute older couple, Jesse and Beverly, and their prison ministry in Jinja that has expanded into many other incredible projects. I was blown away by the fact that they live off donations solely. Their story was one incredible miracle of God coming through for them at the last minute after another. For example, he couldn't get into the school to study missions unless he showed up at the campus in a week, but it was in Arizona and he was in Colorado and he needed to sell his house in that week. The Friday before having to leave on Saturday his friend called and asked if there were any houses around for sale and he ended up buying Jesse's house and moving in the next day! Crazy!
The next day we went to a cafe in town called The Source and heard from two guys named Bobby and Spencer. They were fun guys and made me excited about the idea of missions. They have this program to save these incredible trees in Uganda called Mvule trees and so they have a website where you can buy a tree and get updates on it's growth and stuff. It sounds incredibly goofy, but it's working. We went on a tour with Spencer after eating a guacomole, chicken wrap!!! It wasn't like a regular tour because Spencer set it up like more of a devotional. It was really neat and I wish I was better at relating what it meant to me, but i didn't really write any of it down. Anyways, later that night we ate at a restaurant and had American food! Sausage pizza, a calzone, strawberry and chocolate milkshakes, and a banana split!! Yes I did eat that all, but I split it with two other girls as well. It was glorious and I was wonderfully full afterwards!
The next day we went to a church and fellowshipped with them. The children's choir sang about Jesus love being like a mango-sweet and sweet, like a circle-big and round, and like a rainbow-colorful. One of my peers gave the sermon and she talked about running the race, faithfully using your gifts, living with joy, and crossing the finish line with a smile. It gave me goosebumps and I almost cried!
This past weekend I slept over at Kurty's home with her crazy family!! They are every bit as incredible as she said they are in her own blog! I had a blast with them. On Saturday, Kurty and I went to the National Dance Competition with her sister, Judith. We were at the competition for 5 hours!!! Our main goal was to watch Kurty's cousin do her solo with her high school, but we found out that we actually missed it after waiting for that long! It was incredible though. They did these dances where they shook their hips for like ten minutes straight and I can't even imagine how much their muscles were burning! I do admit that I fell asleep for a bit while waiting though :S We got hungry so we decided to walk across the street to get something to eat and while we were walking we heard very disconcerting noise...A boda-boda driver lost control and crashed towards us. Judith and I were able to jump sideways, but Kurty couldn't quite get all the way out of the way and the boda man flew off his bike and took her out!! I have not been that terrified in a long while! I thought her knee was going to be messed up again or she was going to crack her head or something. She walked away with a couple scrapes and bruises, but no more worse from the wear. When we were sitting at the restaurant reflecting on the ordeal after we all stopped shaking we realized there were some very funny moments. As Kurty was falling she was holding a soda in her hands and when she fell she made sure to lose as little soda as possible! No worries that she's falling towards the pavement, gotta save the Fruity Mirinda! Also, when I first asked her if she was ok she said "yes, oh man i ripped my pants!" Sometimes I wonder where her head is at! Also, her sister Judith scurried us away across the street as fast as possible...no need to stay at the scene...we didn't even say a word to the driver or see if he was ok (he was). The whole ordeal was just weird!
During the day we had to take Matatu's (taxi's) everywhere and you have to smash in with a bunch of other people and I'm glad we had Judith with us so they didn't try and rip us off. The whole day however, Kurty was hit on by like 5 guys in 5 different ways...a biker gave her a whistle as he swerved near, a boda driver told her he loved her, and a street vendor called her "my size," which means he wants her to be his lover and she's the right size for him. Among other moments, but apparently an American who is taken is more attractive than one who is single because no one hit on me!! hahaha, sometimes it's so easy to make fun of her!
The last thing I want to say about my weekend is that I killed a cockroach as big as my palm!!! It was at Kurty's...I don't have cockroaches at my house, thank goodness!
Well, that's it for now. All caught up on my life. The Ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah, the ants go marching three by three, a little one stops to take a pee, and they all go marching down, to the ground, to get out of the rain, boom boom boom boom......hahaha
You are the light of the world, a city on a hill cannot be hidden. Matthew 5:14
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