The red moon

The other night as I took a walk down the road I gazed at the moon and it was dark red. The cool of the night and the view took me to a place that allowed me to feel at home on a warm summer night. I was thankful for this small piece of comfort. As my eyes are continually opened and shown the reality of life. I experienced my first Sunday in Uganda and we attended Awindri Baptist Church. The church was a mud brick building and we started at 9:30 and ended at 12. The service consisted of a bible study, prayer requests and testimonies, introductions of visitors, worship (one song in English and the rest in alure), preaching, and closing prayers in a circle. So much of the service was influenced by the west mostly the Anglican church. They had baptist hymnals so funny. The English song was their way of including the mondus (means white people). The sermon was translated from alure into African English. Over all the day was wonderful and I was able to praise the Lord. More to come keep praying for the team, the people of Arua, and for me. Thanks