As the month of October winds down, the desire to return to family and friends in the US becomes stronger as Judy’s time with her new found friends in Uganda comes to an end.  So many experiences, both uncomfortable and wonderful, remain to be told, but for now, please enjoy the latest from our traveler.Judy at the equator

“I finally made it  into my email address book after two days!

 

And now for the story:

The moment has arrived. At last I am at Twinomujuni Orphanage in Kabale, Uganda and about to meet the girl Fred and I have sponsored for ten months. Her name is Morene and she is eight years old. I have imagined this moment; anticipating her response to meeting me and opening the gifts I am bringing. I eagerly scan the group of expectant children’s faces looking for our little princess .I easily recognize her from the snapshot April had given me months before. There she is shyly glancing at me and then quickly looking away.  Mama Emily, the orphanage director calls to her to come, speaking  Rugika, her native language. Obediently she comes forward and curtsies. My heart melts!  I hold back my emotions and give her a quick hug.  There will be more time for big hugs later. The  gifts are ready to open.  She seems happy with the two new dresses but on seeing the black, curly haired  doll I get a big, big, smile on her beautiful face and a thank you!! Her eyes are shining brightly and I am further captivated by this darling .Quietly we interact as she looks at my white blue eyed grandchildren’s pictures without saying  a word. I must go now but I am looking forward to many more times of playing with and getting to know Morene in the month I will be here in Kabale. 

 

There are many more children at the orphanage that need sponsors. They ask for a 50.00 a month commitment but 100.00 is more realistic. Sometimes two people sponsor one child. That can be arranged.  Just a side note. If you want lots of love come to Uganda and sponsor a precious child.”

And yet another note followed the previous one where she shares a little of the frustration in the reality of the place she has found herself for this last month.

“To begin my report I want to mention a few miscellaneous things.  I wish it were easier for me to understand the English/Rugika accents. The children’s voices are soft too which makes it even harder. I am finding that as a rule the people are not very courteous. In the US we have seen a decline in social graces but over here I don’t think they have a clue.  Road etiquette, as in other third world nations is somewhat  lacking. Honk, honk, move out of the way, cows, bicyclists, walkers, boda bodas,  walkers, here we come.. And they drive on the wrong side of the road too! What can I say, I am an American. Drivers talk on cell phones while they drive. Hmm, sounds familiar. Oh , I saw an ambulance and it was an old beat up pickup . May I remind you of how good most of us have it in the States!!People do not understand personal space or privacy. They live inside and outside and do whatever they need to do from bathing little children, peeing (men) or nursing a baby without discretion. That may not make much sense but because I have so much to say please bear with me on grammar, spelling and typos.  Strangers are not introduced to the newbie (that happens in America too) and that is one of my pet peeves, among many. During sermons babies cry, cows moo, chickens cluck, children talk and sometimes adults. I should mention that all buildings are open to the outside because of lack of screens, windows, doors or buildings in the process of being constructed. I am going to wind this up and begin a new update about the trip before I do something wacky and delete this.  Only 5 more days and I will be on my way home!!!!”

A Facebook note:

“I am so ready to come home! Tired, stuffy nose, missing my family, food clean bathroom, privacy! But wouldn’t trade the experience and new friends for anything. God is good all of the time.I will be taking a two day trip to some more remote areas leaving tomorrow. May even see some large animals. 

And perhaps a final entry until she returns in a few days:

“I will have to finish my story after I come home. In 5 days. I had typed a lot last night and accidently deleted it. Besides when I come home I will have pictures. I really need to return the computer to Isaac anyway. I’ll just say that I spent a night with the dogs and had a minor meltdown.  This was on the trip to Musaka.  See photos on Facebook. I did get to stand on the equator. Thanks to all who have prayed for me and encouraged me with your kind words!. 

Love, Judy”

Thank you so much Judy for sharing your exciting trip to Uganda with all of us, and allowing me to put your comments, stories and pictures into my blog.  How precious the Lord is to give you the opportunity, and bless the people you were able to meet with your love and compassion.  I’m sure it will be awhile before you make that trip again, if ever, but you never know what the Lord has done or will do in the future to touch the lives of those precious people because you were brave enough to go just once.  God bless you bunches as you return to your family and friends who await more of your stories from this amazing trip.