Hands and Feet

"By day the Lord directs His love, at night his song is with me- a prayer to the God of my Life."  Psalm 42:8

This morning God directed his love to the Sanyu babies home, through his hands and feet.    I literally sorted a bucket of beans most of the morning.  Lots of bug crushing!  Then we hung up laundry, took down laundry, hung up more laundry, and took down more in a never ending cycle.  I don't believe spare air space exists. Clothes and diapers hang from everywhere!  In the last maybe 20 minutes, babies swarmed around us and we got caught up in the flow to the sandbox.  A little boy climbed into my lap crying.  After a few minutes with his mzungu mama, he settled down and we built a castle.  When I got up to go, he cried.  These children long for touch and attention so much, that even after a short while, they form an attachment.  With big, hungry brown eyes, how can I help loving them back? Please pray for God's peace over all of us MSTs so that we can trust the children to their caregivers.

For the next three days we will pitch our tents in the village!  That means no blog for a while.  No internet, no running water, no toilets- here we go!   Just so that no one accidentally mistakes me for a martyr: In the guest house we have proper bathrooms complete with showers and hot water.  We mzungus shower everyday; Ugandans shower twice a day.  We have a refrigerator and a stove (although all of the cooking is done outside over a charcoal smudgepot sort of thing).  We wash our clothes by hand, but in a yard by the banana trees.  (I think it's kinda fun!) We have a wall and a guard, so feel safe all of the time.  Yes, by American standards this house is rather small for almost 40 people, but this mission is truly blessed. Not only with such a great facility, but also by God's love directed daily and sung at night.  Praise for His blessings!  Amen