Today is Sunday and we headed into Kakira for the last time. Our arms bursting with all of the extra clothing, VBS supplies, shoes and a small gift for each of the 21 men and ladies that helped us with VBS this week. I stayed up late and then again this morning writing notes to the most special to my heart. Wrapping things in brown paper and black plastic bags so that others could not tell what was being carried. I have learned since being here that Janet who has taken in 3 additional children, was the target of some jealousy from inside and outside the church. If anyone discovers that someone is receiving money from the US, they are suspect and others become very jealous. I went to Janet's home, it is the bare minimum just like everyone else, but when Olivia and Jesca came to live there and went to school, people knew that money was coming from somewhere. When Janet goes to the village market on Sunday her prices are higher. She told me that there just came a time when she had to realize that she must live to please God, and not be concerned with the talk or opinions of man. This grieves me. After seeing where they live, 5 people sleeping in a 8 X 8 room, happily, I felt like I wasn't helping enough. But sending a bit more seems like it would cause a problem for her as well. I'll be praying for wisdom in this.
Dann and the Pastor's son Robert led one song during worship this morning.
There was other music and dancing and the children's choir and a great message. At the end, a cake was brought up made by the Kakira ladies. They started this business a couple of years ago to earn money for their woman's ministry. Dann and I were asked to come up and cut the cake, together, like cutting a wedding cake. We found out later that when a visitor cuts a cake like that, it means you must return to the village...ok then!
Cutting the cake began the most difficult part of this trip so far. The beginning of the goodbyes. Janet. Jesca and Loid, OLIVIA. I had prepared myself as best I could. But opening your heart wide just does a thing that cannot be made easier. I love her so. And it is clear that she has not held back a thing either. The longing for 2 years, was not undone in a weeks time. I believe it is just something I will have to live with, a part of my heart broken and left in Uganda. God is so good to create in us love that is so deep, so real. I wouldn't change a thing. Well water proof mascara would have been a good change this morning. Hearts have been touched on this trip and not just mine. Its amazing to take something so unexplainable and watch someone else experience it. No words are quite right, its just a heart thing. At least now Dann and I can give each other a knowing look when her name is spoken or we go through the pictures.
The Pastor of their church had arranged a lunch for us in the village with a few of the leaders of their church. Never before has a team come to minister to the children of the village and been able to pull it off. He just kept saying, 700 children under the same roof heard the gospel and with God's nurturing the seeds that have been planted, the impact in Kakira will be huge! Ah yes, just like our God.
Tomorrow we are heading out on an adventure of our own making. There is a boy, named Daniel, who is sponsored by one of our team members. She has little information about him except his school name, which narrows down his village and a picture of him. We are taking a woman we have met with us and will scour the area talking to other people, other children, passing out candy and dresses and shirts and doing everything we can to locate him. She will surprise him with gifts of things we have brought along and some rice and beans for his family. Please pray we find this little guy named Daniel. It will be such a treat for everyone and such a surprise for his family. Can you imagine, they have no idea she is even in the country and she will show up at their home with gifts! I know, don't you wish you had come just to witness it! Front row seat we have, yes maam. Until tomorrow.
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