Tuesday, Day 10
After our delicious breakfast of fresh Ugandan mango juice, rolex (omelette wrapped in chappati) fresh local pineapple sliced into dripping sweet large wedges; ripe bananas with honey and chappati, washed down with Ugandan tea or coffee (mmmmm, good) Leonie delivered a devotion which began with a round of ‘Our God is an awesome God’. This was followed by Scripture readings from Ps 91, Ps 27:6 and Job 33:4. In this devotion, we were encouraged to believe the Lord goes in front us preparing our path/way - like a mother hen Leonie had noticed with its chicks, pre-scratching the earth before her chicks moved in to scratch the ground with their immature, tiny toes, looking for food to eat.
Most of the group walked up to the Village of Hope to do paintings of window frames and bars (all windows in Uganda have bars made of strong metal). It was a public holiday here due to the local government elections, so all the kids were around ‘helping’ us paint. We ended up in a huge game of ‘heads down, thumbs up’, which the kids loved, but need a few tips on how to move quietly. Hillie and Liesje, though, went to a local salon with Joanne, one of the young women from the village, who is doing an apprenticeship in hairdressing. It was very relaxing for them to enjoy having a facial followed by a hair wash and blow-wave. Let me assure you hairdressing salons in Melbourne are considerably different from the saloons here in Uganda! They loved it!
We came home to Juliet’s deep fried vegetable pies (Andrew’s favourites). We had no trouble devouring more fresh pineapple.
After a brief rest we all wandered up along the red-dirt road to the village, this time for a different reason. We were all assigned a house where we were to join the mothers in making chappati and Irish potatoes from scratch.
Ugandan’s dice their onions and tomatoes in quite an unusual manner – or is it the westerners who are unusual. The onions are cut in half horizontally and then make cuts on top lengthways and sideways (very quickly! With a big knife!). Then slice horizontally across the top so the onion is now finely diced. Clear? This is just one example of the great variety of differences between our cultures.
The meal ended up being amazing (we all ate far too much), and the children gleefully gobbled up everything that we couldn’t eat. After the meal, we joined the families in their devotion time – beautiful singing, sharing the Word and praying together.
We give thanks to the Lord for safety and another eventful day in this amazing place where he is Lord, just as he is in Australia.
As usual, the pics below tell the story too!!
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