“Now, my question is, who watched the sheep while Moses went up to the burning bush?!” My student Moses said. My co-teacher and I exchanged glances and started chuckling. Leave it to Moses’ to bring up something that we had seen as inconsequential. Moses is one of my students going through the Ambassador Institute training. … Continue reading The Man, The Myth, The Legend
“Is that the mountain?” Kate said as she stared out the YY bus window. “Where?” we all asked in unison. “There! That dark cloud in the horizon,” she said as she pointed. “Woah.” There it was, Mount Elgon, a massive shield volcano dividing Uganda and Kenya. We stayed at LaCam Lodge, which has U.K. owners … Continue reading Volcanoes and Temptations
“Where are you?” I said on my cell phone. My friend replied, “Oh, sorry, I decided not to go because I heard they were going to tear gas the market.” Cool. I was standing in the middle of Jinja’s central market. I instantly jumped into action and sped away. I didn’t particularly want to be … Continue reading Tear Gas and Government Control
“This valley is called Kaitabawala,” Momma Nissi said solemnly as she stared out the window of the matatu. “What does that mean?” I asked. “It means ‘the place that kills girls,’” she replied. “Girls from the village would walk through this valley to get to Jinja for school or work. Some of them … Continue reading The Place That Kills Girls
Wow! My time here has flown by. Thanks again to everyone that has prayed for me, thought of me and financially supported me. You are the body of Christ and without you I could not be where I am today. Thank you. I apologize for not posting more pictures up to now. There is something … Continue reading Routines, Refrigerators and Rafting the Nile Oh My!
A few weeks ago, I met someone who asked me if I’d go bungee jumping. At first, I said, “Nope. Not a chance.” But the more I got to thinking, the more I thought, “Wow. I need to do this. When am I ever going to have the chance to do this?” So, I said, … Continue reading A Leap of Faith
About a week ago, I was riding with my co-teacher, Mama Rose, to teach in a village for Ambassador Institute. As we drove, the heavens opened up and rain started to pour. You may be thinking, “That’s no big deal. It’s just rain.” But, in Uganda, that’s as good as saying, “There’s a winter storm … Continue reading A Tin Roof Rhythm