This week I went back to my old village for a visit. It was wonderful to see my Ugandan friends and some of my former co-workers. When I arrived my dear Ugandan ladies hollered and danced and hugged and laughed. Their commotion caused others to join and it was a sweet reunion with laughter, joy, and tears. For many of these precious people (many of whom never travel far) once you leave you almost grieve it as the death of the person in your life.
Although I promised to visit I think they didn't really believe I would return to Uganda. When I suddenly appeared at their hut they at first looked at me as if I was a ghost but then they ran towards me realizing I was indeed real! Haha. It was wonderful to catch up with them and meet new babies, see growing children and youth, and share in the joy of friendship.
I was able to see the progress and school work of some of my "honorary" children whom I have missed so much ... (Their mothers told me I am now their momma and their children are my grand babies.) They told me they are praying that God will bless me with twins... I reminded them that I need a husband first! (Lol, future husband take note-there a bunch of faith filled ladies praying I'll have twins!) hmmm... Maybe I should have those ladies praying for God to bring my future husband? ... But then again I'm sure they would be tempted to put feet to their prayers and they would find someone of their own choosing for me. Anyhow, in this tribe having twins is considered a great blessing and honour-and if one has twins the mother changes her name-so it was the ladies way of wishing me Gods blessing.
At the same time as there are harmless wonderful cultural traditions, this week I've been re exposed to some very sad practices here, like child sacrifice. My driver was telling me that there have been more child sacrifices happening again in Uganda (some believe if you sacrifice a child you will become rich) This is so sad and is yet another example of how much people need to know Jesus.
It's been fun having Dad here and showing him the country and having people meet my "Taata" (Dad). I've been taking it easy on him these first few days but soon we will head into the bush and he can see rural culture up close!
Thanks for your prayers... More coming on my future plans in the months to come!