It seems the people of africa are better at recognizing asians than in San Antonio. Just sayin.
I keep hearing that people are reading my blog. I appreciate all of you letting me know because otherwise I would have very little motivation to actually write every week. SO thanks :D.
I think we're pretty much almost settled in to life here in Lira. Accepting the fact that Africa does crazy things to your feet and aware that they might never return to a normal hue again. We're also getting used to large amounts of dirt collecting in our noses/mouths/ears/etc. My siblings have complained about my lack of personal hygiene in the past, but I'm pretty sure I've only seen it as a positive quality since arriving here.
We've started a bit of a new routine here. Every monday, tuesday, thursday and friday mornings we work with a specific office within the church. I'm working in the HIV/AIDS office which so far has just involved a lot of making spreadsheets on Excel of the people being treated in different regions. I think we're going to do some field work soon…which I think will take the form of us going and talking/testing and counseling affected areas. Best part of this job so far – all the super great names of the people here. Some of my favorites include Santa, Middy, and Robson Pop. I can't really read their handwriting though so I'm not positive how accurate these spreadsheets are. But those are the names i've been typing in.
One notable moment of the week was hospital ministry again. The language barrier always seems to be an issue, but the people there really seem to like and appreciate your prayers. One lady there had just recently had a mastectomy. As someone who wants to go into the medical field, seeing things like this and how they are done is sort of difficult. There were no stitches, gauze…anything. It honestly looked like they had just cut off one of her breasts and left it to heal by itself. Things like that bother me, but its the smaller things that could easily be treated..that aren't even an issue in America that are hard to handle.
Ok..favorite part of this week – every saturday we go to the church to work with the Compassion kids. As a sponsor of a boy in Kenya, this is super awesome to see the other side of this organization. We helped pass out the stuff they get from their sponsors every week. The difference sponsors make in the lives of these kids is so apparent here. These kids get to go to school and have clothes that actually cover them. School fees are a huge obstacle here, and I don't think I realized what a huge blessing it is to these kids to be sponsored. Such a difference.
I loved playing with these kids. Haha..they taught me/tricked me into playing all these crazy games with them…one of which turned into some sort of human tug of war and whichever team pulled me on the ground first wins.
anyways…this post is getting a bit wordy…so ima call it quits. So much is happening here though and there are so many struggles both the people here and our team are dealing with..so prayers are very much appreciated!
