God's protection....

Last weekend I took some vacation days to go up north to Murchison Falls, the biggest game park in Uganda, with my friend Patience (who is also a nurse). We left on Thursday and headed to Kampala, the capital, where we would meet up with our tour company and leave the next day. We arrived to Kampala a little before 7pm and decided to go into one of the 2 grocery stores we have in Kampala that make you actually feel like you are kind of in America to buy some mineral water to take on our trip. We were in the store around 30 minutes, if that, and came out to find my car had been broken into! Both our bags for the trip were stolen as well as my digital camera and some money! I couldn't believe it....we had left the car locked (i'm almost positive) and there were like 5 security guards around 'guarding' the parking lot. The security guards were of course no help though...said they didn't see anything which I don't see how is possible since the shopping center was closing and there were only like 3 cars in the parking lot. It was a frustrating ordeal cause you can't just call the police to come (you have to actually go to the police station) and no one was really helping me. So we had nothing but the clothes on our backs and we were supposed to be leaving for a 3 day trip the next day! I felt like it was like The Amazing Race t.v. show and they had just taken away all our belongings :) But Patience, who is also a believer just reminded me to be grateful for God's protection. We were ok, we didn't lose our major money for the trip and our passports that were thankfully in our purses, and even more amazingly Spencer had let me borrow his really nice camera and it wasn't stolen! It was the most expensive thing in the car and it was still there, by God's grace.

I was pretty shaken up after this incident and didn't see how there was any way we could go on our trip now especially since we didn't have any clothes or even a toothbrush! But Christy, my friend in Kampala said we should come borrow stuff from her and still go. So thankfully we did. A volunteer who was there visiting even left me some of her makeup which was a blessing since you can't get stuff like that here. So even in the small things God provided. God just really showed me through this expereince how temporal our material posessions are and how all we need is Him. Frustrating things happen, but God is always in control and I have peace knowing that He ordained this for His glory. Our two Bibles were stolen so who knows, maybe the theives will come to know the Lord :)

Here I am with Patience in front of the falls....this is the Nile River by the way. I'm so glad we ended up going...I got to finally see giraffes! It was amazing...I hope to put up some more pictures sometime this week.

Pineapples....

The Union nursing team left a couple of these 'canned' pineapple cups from America. Even though we have tons of fresh pineapple here, I didn't have any one day and I wanted some fruit so I opened up one of these. I took one bite and almost had to spit it out it was so disgusting! I forgot how bad canned or what I like to call 'fake' pineapple is. How will I ever go back to America where I can't just go down to the street and buy a pineapple for 30 cents yearround?! We may not have McDonalds, but you can't beat these pineapple filled bicycles that line the street around the hospital/university, and all I have to do is pull over in my car and buy one.

I will definitely miss the pineapples here, but then again I am quickly reminded of all the fruits we have in America that I can't get here: grapes, oranges (well we have some that are green and extremely sour, more like a lemon), strawberries, canelopes, peaches, nectarines, plums, cherries, kiwi, blueberries, raspberries, blackberries.... But we do have mangos, small sweet bananas, papaya, passion fruit, watermelon (but not as good as America), guavas, jack fruit (very strange large fruit that I don't particularly like) that aren't as easy to get in America so it's a toss up. But i'd sure like to have some fresh strawberries and vanilla ice cream right now :)

This is how pineapples grow. This one is growing in my backyard and has been for like 8 months, so they take forever. But it'll be well worth the wait!

Does your favorite restaurant feed like a mother? Mine does....

There is a pretty good size South Asian influence here in Uganda. They own a lot of the pharmacies, grocery stores, and businesses. I have come to really like Indian food...in fact I'm just fascinated with Indian culture and burdened for the lostness of those people as well. This is a picture of the sign for my favorite restaurant in Mbarara....called 'City Top'. It is owned by a couple of Indian men and I go there at least once a week to get the vegetable curry 'hot' (you have to tell them hot or it will be so mild cause most Ugandans do not like spicy things). I don't particularly know what "Feeds like a mother" means, but I guess I'm supposed to compare it to my mother's cooking. My mother is a great cook and I thoroughly enjoy City Top so I guess it works. That's one thing I am going to miss about living here....ethnic foods and being around different cultures. I hope there's some Indian food in Evansville or Louisville.....or I guess I can learn how to make my own :)

The other day I went to visit my night guard, Fred, at his home and met his wife and 2 little girls (he has other children as well that live in the village with other family, which is very common here cause they can't afford for all of them to stay in town). Fred lives with his family in a mud room about 10ft x 12ft (which is very typical of how people live here in town). He pays 20,000 shillings a month (approximately $12) in rent but only makes 50,000 shillings working as a night guard. So as you can tell he is always concerned about having money to take care of his family. He has been thinking of trying to get a job working as a guard in Iraq, Iran, or Sudan he said. (Security companies there offer guards from here large amounts of money to go and work. The sad thing is people here don't understand about the fighting and danger that is taking place in those countries). We tried to encourage him not to leave his family, but money is everything to people here. Even though Fred is what I would consider a strong believer, providing for the needs of his family are very real and something that worries him greatly. Please pray he will trust God to provide for his needs and not desert his family in order to make money that will in all reality probably never get to him. And also that he and other Ugandans will not see money as the answer to all their problems, but look to the giver of life and rest in Him alone.

Here are Fred's two little girls. They screamed and cried when they saw white people coming to their house in a car! Children here are often very afraid of white people (they have heard that white people will eat them). Then we gave them a couple of little toys brought out by the Union nursing team and they seemed to like us then :)

Fondue Night at the Wilks

So, what do we do for fun around here? Well most Thursday nights we get together at the Wilks' house for pizza, basketball/football, and games. A couple Thursdays ago Dr. Christy (who was here visiting) fixed a chocolate fondue with bananas and pineapple for dessert. Then she told us that if we dropped our fruit off our skewers into the pan we had to kiss the person next to us. Something practiced somewhere...I forgot. Needless to say that brought great fun to the kids. Emily got several kisses from me...I couldn't keep my fruit on for some reason! So as you can see we've got pretty exciting lives here :)