Wednesday

Yesterday we had two visitors from Canada spend some time with us. They are working with another ministry in town but wanted to come by to meet Rebecca and see Royal Hope Academy. We were visiting with them at the house and were about to walk down to the school when we discovered that Uncle Michael had been cooking eggs for us. We had already had breakfast but I guess he just wanted us to eat again. I love Uncle Michael’s heart. He is such a kind spirited man.

Rebecca and one of the Canadian girls did not want to eat so they went on to the school. I did not want Michael’s hard work to not be appreciated so the other girl and I stayed behind and ate with him, Charity a few of the kids. Then Martin walked us to the school. When we arrived all the children were lined up at the school entrance singing and clapping to welcome us there. It was such a beautiful sight!

Then it was time for the children to have a break and have breakfast. During this time all the children swarmed the three of us. They just soaked in having visitors. Ruthie was a little jealous when I gave other children attention. She would call me “my muzungu.” She definitely loves having a special visitor.

The children had prayer and worship time at the church. This was a special time as well. Then they went to class. I sat in on one of the classes. Then they had lunch.  Some of the older girls were in the chapel praying while the smaller children had their lunch first. Then one of the girls made plates for Rebecca and I. They have such sweet servant hearts.

We spent some time hanging out at the house for a little bit then went to a slum area to visit the ladies that make the bead necklaces. We had Joyce and Flavia with us because we were going to the dance afterwards. One of the ladies that makes the necklaces has 8 children. She is married to a minister. They were living in a very small room in the slums. Thanks to the money they have earned from selling necklaces they were able to move to a bigger home (still in the slums). They were so excited about our visit and grateful for our purchases.

When we walked back to the van through the slums a little girl, maybe two years old, walked up to me smiling and wanted to hug me. That was so sweet.