I've been in three cities in three days now, so things are a bit hectic, including a sense of when I'll be able to blog.
On Sunday I left Mombassa. I had been there since Monday last. It was great. We stayed at a palatial house (I'll have pics up this weekend) and I got to get to know a lot of the kids that I'll be taking care of next year in the context of being their buddy, and not their teacher. This is very good for me because I have a sense of how to handle them.
I spent all day Monday in Nairobi. Nairobi is a very multicultural city, and a scary one to boot. There's a sense of lingering danger there all the time, like there's a mugger walking behind you. But it was a nice place to rest for a day.
Today I'm in Kampala, the capital of Uganda. It's a more provincial place than Nairobi, and so is instantly charming. I'm staying at an American Expat club from now until Friday. On Friday I'll be arriving at Bundibugyo, the backwater that I will call home for the next 12 months. I'm looking forward to it. Right now my job description is in flux for a set of reasons that I can't go into here, but suffice it to say, pray that it will get worked out in a sane fashion that will let me minister to more people, and not less. I covet your prayers,
Matt
Posted by matt at August 31, 2004 6:21 AM | TrackBackMatt its so great to have you up and running, and I know all will look forward to seeing pics. Praying for safety and a servant heart of faith,
mom
You found Nairobi instantly charming...I take that to mean you are stimulated positively by multiculturalism and find that to be a pleasurable experience. I often think heaven will be a bit like that...minus the ' mugger behind you feeling'. I hope those kind of visceral experiences continue to bring you pleasure w/ glimpses of heaven, too.
A favorite song from an american missionary to africa describing just what I've mentioned is as
follows,
Black sandals and olive green skirt
that meets white sweater of kaleidescope dreams
African princess sits before me, she's a little
light under blue skies and she stares virtuously
into the horizon and she's happy in her poverty.
And she dances down a dusty road as she
waves her little arms frantically, As she praises her maker in a TRIBAL SWAY......
love you matthew and praying daily and sometimes hourly, covering you in his blood....ar
Posted by: aunt robin at September 1, 2004 8:28 PMBob,
Its good to here from you, how are things going in your support raising work? Let me know,
Matt
Posted by: matt at September 5, 2004 9:20 AM