It’s late Sunday night here. We’ve traveled all over Uganda and met some amazing people. Words and pictures won’t be able to really capture things, but I’ll do my best after I get home.
The places I’ve been able to leave soccer balls have been truly thankful. In Mityana, a small village deep into the bush, I met Ivan, a young man who has assembled the young kids into a team and is teaching them the game. He saw the ball before I’d pumped it up and said, “That is a football.” It was a great thing.
In one village even deeper into the bush, a man gave us a goat because he was so thankful for the tank his village received and because we’d traveled so far to visit them. This was really a big deal. While he owns land and has about 100 cattle and 50 goats, giving someone a goat is a great honor. We were humbled by that realization.
I’ve talked with beth and the kids twice since we’ve been in Uganda. I was really glad to talk with them for Valentine’s Day.
Tomorrow we’ll be spending the day in Kivulu slum, and we’ve been challenged to a football match. Looking forward to it. I have to sign off. James and I are hanging out with Jess who works in Kivulu, but I think it’s time for bed.
Thanks for your support and prayers. You are changing the world.