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Child Like Faith

I have been in Uganda for a week now. What an amazing blessing it has been! I have learned a ton, and have become more confident in my abilities to do this job. I know I am going to mess up. I know I am going to miss home. I know there will be days that I wish I never came. However, Christ will use me in more ways than I can ever imagine. I know this is where I need to be.
In my first days, I have learned a great deal. First, driving in Africa is complicated!! Even though I know how to drive, I feel as though I am starting all over! But I will pick it up.... then scare people in the US when I come home (Be prepared!!). I learned that Africans think that one lone Christmas tree means that Jinja is decked out for the season. They think mzungus are crazy for all their decorations, but get three mzungus in one room with scissors and white paper, then every Ugandan gets a little more Christmas spirit! It was a blast to see them making the snowflakes for the first time.
My biggest lesson has been a lesson for my heart. The phrase "child like faith" has become more apparent in my life. These kids I work with are full of faith. I read a story by Max Lucado to a couple of them. He always does a great job at leaving a Biblical principle in all his stories. Once I was finished, I wanted to point out some of the similarities. I just showed them that the king was like our King, Jesus. And from there, they completely pieced together the entire Gospel story. They figured out which characters represented who, and saw how the story related to their lives.... and these were the younger kids! Then, someone else was reading them the same story, and they shared the same things with them. They understand the Gospel. Some of the girls go around singing worship music constantly. I love it. It is like they are in a constant state of praise, and it teaches me that I need to be there too. I am sure I will be getting daily lessons from these beautiful children.
I am so thankful God has brought me to Redeemer House, and I cannot wait for all I will be apart of!
(We were playing with my webcam... so there was a funky thing on it. but they all wanted in the picture. I have three kids on my back! Haha. I really need to get a working camera ;])

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  2. You will learn so much from the Redeemer House kids! They are awesome, and their love for God is so real! I know you will be a blessing to them, too. I'm praying for all of you. Give them my love!

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  3. Excited for all you are doing and learning. Thank you Mary!!! God is shining in you girlfriend!

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