Praise report and more

First of all, I want to announce to everyone that after much hard work and restoration, my house has been rented. I am blessed to not only have it rented but also have friends that I know and love renting it. It brings peace of mind that this whole process has been completed. Thanks to Debbie for taking care of everything while I'm away. All the time, I knew the Lord would take care of this for me. Thank you Lord and continue to increase my faith and trust in you every day.

On a lighter note, Grayson and I went to take some pictures of more places where the student's live. You might remember reading of a good story about Grayson going to take a picture of the bathroom. This time we were in a house and they were so overjoyed that we were there that they bought us some food and drink. Of course before we could partake in that, we had to wash our hands. Denis, the teenager there, brought over two small buckets of water toward Grayson to wash his hands. Grayson didn't know what to do so he began to stick his hands in the bucket with water as I tried to stop him. The way you wash hands here is put them over the empty bucket and pour water over yoru hands. It might not be that funny to you, but Worship, Oliviah and I were cracking up!!! Now Worship asks Grayson about bathrooms and washing hands all the time!!!

Since Grayson and I are most likely not getting to go on a safari adventure, we have been trying to be more adventurous in the city. Yesterday, we went with Pastor Richard to town to try to get my "real" visa versus just a travel visa. We were there much longer than planned becasue the Ministry of Internal Affairs is where Richard used to work. Richard had the responsibility of taking us back to the school, yet he needed to be somewhere in the opposite direction and was running late already. I told him to just drop us off at Shoprite (the closest thing to a real grocery store in the US) and we would go to the taxi park and get a taxi back. He was very concerned as neither of us had done this without the assistance of a Ugandan. However, I was confident that we could do it. So we shopped at Shoprite then walked to the taxi park. It is difficult to describe the taxi park. It is basically a parking lot full of taxis, many trying to make their way back into the park. You have to look for signs for where each group of taxis is going and find a taxi home. I thought I knew where I was going...NOPE! Luckily for us, all of the people there were honest and helpful as we found a taxi that would take us to Kansanga. Unfortunately for us, we still didn't get on the right taxi because this one wasn't going all the way to Ggaba and ended up diverting up a side street. We exited there and took a boda boda all the way to the school from there. A cool little adventure...it made me feel a little more Ugandan to know that I could get back on my own safely from town! I'm sure there are bigger and better adventures to come!!!