Finding a Routine

The sunrise over Kampala, as seen from the upper guesthouse balcony:
A strong wind is blowing in the palm trees, making the leaves shudder and applaud.
The sky is filled with the breaking dawn. Roosters are crowing. Birds are singing.

This morning, after the first African sunrise I've witnessed took the breath away from everyone who experienced it, the time came for me to start work at the Baby House. It's pretty easy really--you just sit there and let the preschoolers treat you like a jungle gym. Jjaaja (Grandma) Ritah, a missionary lady here, teaches kindergarten to the older children here and allowed me to help out! We told the story of Jonah and the Fish, using a balloon animal.

A group of us then went to a local plaza with a really fun grocery store. Here, the mangoes and papayas are local, and the apples are imported!

Next came lunch at the Bible School, which happened to be posho (a mashed potato-like dish made from white maize) and beans. The students are hilarious! It's going to be fun getting to know everyone here. Speaking of which, Ritah helped me sign up to audit a world religions class at the school, starting tomorrow. That should be interesting!

All in all then, things are going ok. It's a huge learning curve, and this morning I woke up thinking that it should be about time to go home! But I know that this is all happening for a reason, and God Himself will lead this thing through, one day at a time. At the end of the day, every challenge faced proves worth it. So thank you SO MUCH for your prayers! May every purpose of God be accomplished.