Today was a great day. All the materials were at the site. Cheers for prayer and patience!
The morning was tough work, but really good. We laid the foundation throughout the house. With some rough math, we figured we laid about 5 ¾ tons of concrete. Whatever the amount was, we laughed, sweat, and passed the mortar pans.
Tomorrow the masons will help us play soccer against the community and we’ll probably get killed.
Yesterday we took a walk through the village to get lumber. It was wonderful to see more people and homes in the area. The long trail of people in our team tripled in size as the village children sprang from their yards to hop in line. And oh! Today one of the ladies plopped baby Lydia in our laps. The sweetest smile blossomed on her face. I am so excited to be a mom – later.
Our bus broke down. Now, we ride in a canvas-sided truck with old seats nailed down to the bed. It pretty much completes the experience and makes me smile.
Tomorrow is our last day of building. Then the dedication on Thursday. And to Kampala on Friday. Then the rest of the team leaves. Prayers for my accommodations! I don’t have any reservations yet. I’ll miss being in the jungle.
One of the boys in our group scooped another bat out of the shower tonight. Then we spoke with the local prison ministry. Can you imagine being in prison for murder for 18 years and then being set free – because they found your “victim” alive? This story belongs to a man who now goes back and spends time doing ministry in his previous place of captivity.
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