Alright so I've come up for some air,
I figured a couple weeks without any blog activity may have caused a couple people to start worrying (ie. my parents)
First of all, sorry for the lack of communication, I have not found myself with a lot of time to sit at a computer.
Secondly, internet here is very slow.
I've tried postng a couple times but the posts and emails have timed out.
So a quick update from Uganda.
I spent my first two weeks here with the Jeff and Shannon and their three little ones.
I ventured into Jinja for a five days to visit, raft and bungee into the Nile river and oh wow do I have some stories...you'll have to wait for.
The time spent at the 10 acres was preping for not only the arrival of the team but also 20 young kids which now call Suubi house their new home. (Until I find a way to sneak them home.)
I've been busy, God is good and I am healthy.
Lots of things to think through and process however.
The team is here and busy, it's a great team and they are thriving.
Time is running out.
Will post again soon.
Grace, Peace and Blessings ,
Brent
Friday 22 June 2007
Sunday 3 June 2007
Nostalgia
I sit now, overlooking the lush green hills of Mpigi Uganda.
I'm surrounded by the sound of happy children, light african music and boda boda drivers yelling, "hey Mzungu, you need ride?"
The smell is the same, the smiles are the same but much has changed.
I flew in under the cover of darkness once again, landing in Entebbe airport at the un-godly hour of 3:45.
After much work (and a long story) at customs, I was on my way out the doors, greeted by the tired yet smiling faces of Jeff Dyck and Malumba!
After a warm welcome we hopped in Micheal's car and we were off to Mpigi, a 2 hour drive along the dark, the pot hole invested streets. Jeff handled the car well though and we arrived unscathed, (had I been driving it could have been a different story.)
After sleeping in the on site Medical Clinic for all of 2 hours I awoke to the sound of the Dyck children and Rebekah in the doorway, it was time to get up and prepare for church.
One of the first must do's was visiting the childrens homes.. there are two full homes now, and a third one which will be filled when the team arrives in two weeks.
The kids have grown so much, so remembered me, some did not, but it is amazing to see them all again healthy and happy.
A quick greeting to the church, many happy encounters with old friends and a renovation of sorts I write to you now as the sun sets on my first day returning to Uganda.
I must go now, but I am safe, I am very happy and I am ready for my next adventure.
More to come soon.
Grace, Peace and Blessings,
Brent
I'm surrounded by the sound of happy children, light african music and boda boda drivers yelling, "hey Mzungu, you need ride?"
The smell is the same, the smiles are the same but much has changed.
I flew in under the cover of darkness once again, landing in Entebbe airport at the un-godly hour of 3:45.
After much work (and a long story) at customs, I was on my way out the doors, greeted by the tired yet smiling faces of Jeff Dyck and Malumba!
After a warm welcome we hopped in Micheal's car and we were off to Mpigi, a 2 hour drive along the dark, the pot hole invested streets. Jeff handled the car well though and we arrived unscathed, (had I been driving it could have been a different story.)
After sleeping in the on site Medical Clinic for all of 2 hours I awoke to the sound of the Dyck children and Rebekah in the doorway, it was time to get up and prepare for church.
One of the first must do's was visiting the childrens homes.. there are two full homes now, and a third one which will be filled when the team arrives in two weeks.
The kids have grown so much, so remembered me, some did not, but it is amazing to see them all again healthy and happy.
A quick greeting to the church, many happy encounters with old friends and a renovation of sorts I write to you now as the sun sets on my first day returning to Uganda.
I must go now, but I am safe, I am very happy and I am ready for my next adventure.
More to come soon.
Grace, Peace and Blessings,
Brent
Friday 1 June 2007
A Long, Expensive Contemplation
I sit, writing to you now as I wait for a plane out of Madrid.
I've been hunkard down here for the last two days, trying to get out, but to no avial.
I arrived two days ago by train via Barcelona, the plane was to fly stand-by on the next flight to Cairo...it didn't work. Instead, I had to seek refugue in a hotel on the outskirts of Madrid, waiting for my schedualled flight out.
I would have rather spent a couple days extra in Cairo before departing for Uganda. It would have been considerably cheaper, more exciting and fun, but God has a funny way of working.
Until two days ago, I had been constantly busy, on the move, with people. I had not had time to sit and reflect on my experiances thus far, I hadn't been able to soak it all in.
Now drop yourself in Madrid, alone, with nothing to do but sit and wait...and reflect.
Things become almost overwhelming.
Looking back on the past month was all one big blur, a series of leasons, events jammed into a rather short amount of time.
Don't get me wrong, in no way is this a bad thing, quite the opposite really.
I've learned more about myself, my God and life in these last weeks then ever before.
I've in these last two days, I've slowly been able to make sense of God's calling on my life and the person I am.
Have I figured it all out?
Of course not, I think it takes a life time, but little by little things seem to clear up.
Life has been relatively easy for me but I understand that Life is rarely easy, nor should it be.
Where would we be if not for the pitfalls?
The times when we've had to pick ourselves up, or needed someone else to pick us up.
The times were it felt like we've crawled on our knees to get through a day, let alone a week, or even a year.
The times were we needed to sit, reflect and lick our wounds before pressing on.
Is it worth it to sit in the comforts of this world and never let yourself be broken?
“ Blessed are the poor in spirit,
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek,
For they shall inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
For they shall be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful,
For they shall obtain mercy.
8 Blessed are the pure in heart,
For they shall see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers,
For they shall be called sons of God.
10 Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake,
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. 12 Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you."
Matthew 5:3 (NKJV)
Is it worth it?
Grace, Peace and Blessings,
Brent
I've been hunkard down here for the last two days, trying to get out, but to no avial.
I arrived two days ago by train via Barcelona, the plane was to fly stand-by on the next flight to Cairo...it didn't work. Instead, I had to seek refugue in a hotel on the outskirts of Madrid, waiting for my schedualled flight out.
I would have rather spent a couple days extra in Cairo before departing for Uganda. It would have been considerably cheaper, more exciting and fun, but God has a funny way of working.
Until two days ago, I had been constantly busy, on the move, with people. I had not had time to sit and reflect on my experiances thus far, I hadn't been able to soak it all in.
Now drop yourself in Madrid, alone, with nothing to do but sit and wait...and reflect.
Things become almost overwhelming.
Looking back on the past month was all one big blur, a series of leasons, events jammed into a rather short amount of time.
Don't get me wrong, in no way is this a bad thing, quite the opposite really.
I've learned more about myself, my God and life in these last weeks then ever before.
I've in these last two days, I've slowly been able to make sense of God's calling on my life and the person I am.
Have I figured it all out?
Of course not, I think it takes a life time, but little by little things seem to clear up.
Life has been relatively easy for me but I understand that Life is rarely easy, nor should it be.
Where would we be if not for the pitfalls?
The times when we've had to pick ourselves up, or needed someone else to pick us up.
The times were it felt like we've crawled on our knees to get through a day, let alone a week, or even a year.
The times were we needed to sit, reflect and lick our wounds before pressing on.
Is it worth it to sit in the comforts of this world and never let yourself be broken?
“ Blessed are the poor in spirit,
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4 Blessed are those who mourn,
For they shall be comforted.
5 Blessed are the meek,
For they shall inherit the earth.
6 Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
For they shall be filled.
7 Blessed are the merciful,
For they shall obtain mercy.
8 Blessed are the pure in heart,
For they shall see God.
9 Blessed are the peacemakers,
For they shall be called sons of God.
10 Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake,
For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
11 Blessed are you when they revile and persecute you, and say all kinds of evil against you falsely for My sake. 12 Rejoice and be exceedingly glad, for great is your reward in heaven, for so they persecuted the prophets who were before you."
Matthew 5:3 (NKJV)
Is it worth it?
Grace, Peace and Blessings,
Brent
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