We Have Arrived

Robin and I have thoroughly enjoyed our journey to Africa. We had a 12 hour layover in London so we took a tour bus ride to many historical and monumental places. We now know a few details about a city that up until yesterday we knew very little about. We arrived in Entebbe this morning and had a car ride to the village. From the city streets to the village there is a vast change that occurs at the gate. The village is so peaceful, so lush, so clean, just beautiful. The children came out this afternoon and we got to play catch and tried our hand at several Ugandan games, but we are still learning!! We did get to play Monkey in the Middle, a well known American game. We will begin taking pictures with the children on Wednesday. The director finds it best for us to wait a week before we take any pictures, however we are leaving in a week so they are making an exception for us and will allow the photos to fly mid-week. The children are absolutely precious, beautiful smiles, playful and yet somewhat quiet and very well mannered. For those of you who know my airplane stories and crying babies, do check back I have a fun story to share. How gracious of our God to allow me to experience a crying baby on our London flight.

Blessings,
Michelle

First and foremost I would like to thank so many of you for praying for me regarding the flight. The prayers were felt so strongly that I even said to Michelle, I know they are praying because I can feel it. Amidst the turbulence, I was calm, relaxed and without angst. I slept most of the second flight despite a screaming child that I never heard! The journey has just begun. The hardest part is passed and we are ready, willing and able to serve in whatever way is fit. We did partake in meal time tonight. There are 12 cottages with 12 house mamma's and all eat in the dining hall. We each sat with a different "family." As I sat there looking at ten children I realized that meal time was more than just eating. It was comfort, security and love. It is knowing that the time together represented a unity. Meal time represents communion. There was no conversation at the table until every child was done. And let me tell you, they ate every morsel of food on their plate. Fish stew and all! We then went back to the respective houses and read bedtime stories. The children could not sit close enough and were hanging on to our every word. They asked so many endearing questions. They love life, appreciate humanity and enjoy fellowship. They are joyful always and are a true reminder of God's pure and wonderful love.

Love and blessings,
Robin