No. 1
All My Love From Africa
Hi guys :) The following blog was actually written nearly two years ago, on a patio in Ishaka, Uganda, with a cup of real tea in the midst of the biggest storm of my life. I'm not being poetic, the thunder was so loud it shook the table (and my tea) and made you flinch. But since I kinda like thunder storms I got a major kick out of it.
This was posted on my church's blog while we were there, Eternal Impact. Who knows, maybe I'll even see you on another trip there when we are finally able to return due to Covid-19.
August 25, 2018
By Sarah
I know. You haven’t seen or heard from me in a while. But here we are in Africa, and this was one of my very first pictures of the trip! Out the window of a crazy crazy car. Oh my goodness. Driving is insane. Flip flopped on the other side of the road, stop and go, just go when and where you can fit. No order. Quite a thrill. I snapped this out the window in Kigali, Rwanda (actually, they're on the right side still here 😉 ) I am so in love with this city. It was so new to me and full of color and lights.
This picture was shortly after, another quick shot of matoke out the window (a plantain like banana. They always laugh at me when I call it banana – like there’s a big difference! Silly muzungu 🙂 ).
This little three-year-old boy was always around, but we never could find out his name. He thought it was great fun to squeal and run from us. Here Morgan is tickling him and he just laughed and laughed.
This little girl. She is so precious and dear to my heart. Her name is Gift. She was the first to greet us, really, when we arrived in Rukungiri. She has the sweetest smile in the world. Her mom suffers from HIV and they live in a little room with a dirt floor near the church. We became quite good friends.
We traveled out to a remote village where they spoke no English. Even our translators struggled with the dialect. We were there for a woman’s conference and VBS, but everyone heard of the muzungus and came to see us. For many of them, they had never seen light skin. This gentleman did not speak our language, but through our driver/friend Deo, he used hand motions to explain his time in the war. It was incredible. I snapped his picture and showed him, and this was the smile it elicited from his face. He laughed and held up his hand for me to wait while he found his family. He introduced us to his four generations.
Our girl Steph (or Stiff/ Stephan as they call her here) was completely SURROUNDED by these precious little children. They were fascinated by us. There were another five rows of kids I wasn’t able to fit in the picture!
This last picture was taken our last day in Rukungiri. Just sittin’ on a post. The most beautiful, multicolored lizard I’d ever seen. They scurry off if you get too close. Thank goodness my sweet Daddy bought me a lens with such good zoom! To think I told him I didn’t need it. Dads tend to know best, after all.
It’s colder here than in Oregon, believe it or not. Right now we’re in the middle of an intense thunder storm, with intermittent downpours. I’m hoping (just covered my ears for a deafening crack) to be able to post this in between power outages. It truly is lovely here, though 😉
It was impossible to choose pictures. So I picked these out of my “favorites” folder at random, there are more to come. Thanks for your kind patience.
So I have had so many incredible experiences and haven’t written any of them (on the blog). Such as our afternoon in the market or following sweet African feet, running through a banana tree forest playing hide and seek. Worship here is the most incredible thing. Very loud. But you are able to dance and have fun and express yourself. The people I’ve met and places I’ve seen… you really need to come and experience this. It’s never too late. God bless you. He is sure blessing me.
Love, Sarah
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