Best year of my life! (So far!)

Exactly one year ago today, I was supposed to be at Disneyland with Bailey to help with a grad night event, but those plans were cancelled.  Instead, I joined some friends for dinner in Lakewood.  During dinner, the subject of teaching at missionary schools came up as some of the girls at the table have considered this in their futures.  I was not one of them.  I already knew about KICS from Lisa Sudman, and as her daughter was at the table, we spent some time talking about the school.  Quietly I got out my iPhone and sent Lisa an email asking her about available positions and other details.  Not for myself of course, but for any of my interested friends!  We emailed back and forth a few times, and she gave me a lot of good info.   I'll admit that my heart beat a little faster when I read that KICS was looking for a middle school math and/or Bible teacher.  Interesting.

That night as I went to bed, I picked up my copy of Crazy Love by Francis Chan.  For the past few years, the word “obedience” often came to mind as I reflected on my relationship with God.  This book was definitely changing my small worldview of what it meant to be obedient.  I had been working on the book for a while.  It’s not one of those books one can or should rush through.  As I read that night, the words deeply convicted me.  Would I be willing and obedient to leave my job, family, friends, church, community, and comfort to follow Christ?  No.  I said it aloud. 

Why did I feel so upset?  I’ve been blessed with a great job, community and church.  Jesus would not ask me to leave that, why would He?  But, what if… ?

Obviously, my heart was changed as I just spent the last year teaching grade 6 in Kigali.  Leaving some of these blessings, even if just for a year, has helped me to learn and grow and find a new word to focus on, ‘confidence’.   There were so many new blessings to discover in Kigali, many that I’ve already written about.  Saying ‘Yes’ to this opportunity has given my faith great confidence.  And now, as I return from Rwanda, I plan to live my life with that new confidence.

Amazing what can happen in 365 days.  I wonder what will happen in the next 365… can’t wait to find out!

Worst Day of the Year

It wasn't a bad day at all. It was a great day, with great kids, and lots of fun things to celebrate the end of the school year.

I don't know if my brain ever really shut down last night, and by 4:30 this morning I was wide awake. As I laid in bed I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that "today is the last day of school". I got up early and went to school to take care of some last minute things.

The kids all showed up at 8, quite excited for the movie (though they didn't know what we would be watching), and heavy-laden with snacks and kool-aid. Before the movie, we reviewed our Time-Capsule documents from the first day of school and took some time to reflect and write how we'd grown over the year. We also measured to see how much we'd physically grown! One boy grew 3 ½ inches!! (And one girl, besides myself, did not grow at all.) It was really neat to see the kids excitement over how much they'd learned and grown this year. We also had our last time to share prayer requests. Their hearts are very compassionate, and it was so neat to hear them bring up their concerns: sick family members, family/friends affected by the tornado(s) in Missouri and now beyond, conflicts in North Africa and the middle east, and praises for a good year of school. As they prayed, I just silently wept and smiled, thanking God myself for such a beautiful year and such sweet children.

The surprise movie was "Horton Hears a Who" as Horton was our class mascot this year. During the movie I happened to look up as one boy was about to crawl on his desk, and appeared to be reaching out for the girl in front of him. I was about to stop him, when another boy drew my attention to what was going on. There was a grasshopper in the girl's hair! She didn't know - so the boy was trying to grab it before it made a scene! He was very successful and took the little green guy outside and let him fly away. The whole situation made me smile.

After the movie, we did some final clean-up and then we watched the DVD I made for the kids. It consists of several short video clips I took of them throughout the year, and one slideshow with all my pictures of them. I cried - they laughed! But it was good - crying through the slideshow helped me make it through our last class prayer.

We went to our final elementary chapel at the end of the day. Each class chose a favorite song to share - my class chose 'To God be the Glory'. Yep - love those kids! And, the other classes made cards for my kids and said a special prayer for them as this was their last elementary chapel as next year they will be in middle school! It was a very special time.

The goodbyes weren't so hard after that - lots of good hugs. I will some kids tomorrow night at graduation and have to say goodbye again, but I know it will be ok. I spent the afternoon packing and cleaning up my classroom. It was a little overwhelming to see it so bare and empty, but still simple and beautiful. I will miss my class very much.

So no, it was not a bad day, but it definitely was the worst day of the year!

To God be the Glory

To God be the glory, great things He has done

So loved He the world, that He gave us His Son

Who yielded His life an atonement for sin

And opened the life-gate that all may go in!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear his voice!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice!

Oh come to the Father through Jesus the Son

And give Him the glory, great things He has done!

Great things He has taught us, great things He has done

And great our rejoicing through Jesus the Son

But purer and higher and greater will be

Our wonder, our transport, when Jesus we see!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the earth hear his voice!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! Let the people rejoice!

Oh come to the Father through Jesus the Son

And give Him the glory, great things He has done!

Leaving

Hold My Heart - Tenth Avenue North

How long must I pray, must I pray to You
How long must I wait, must I wait for You
How long 'till I see Your face
See You shining through

I'm on my knees
Begging You to notice me
I'm on my knees
Father, will You turn to me, yeah?

One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?

One life is all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Would You come close and hold my heart?

I've been so afraid, afraid to close my eyes
So much can slip away before I say goodbye
But if there's no other way
I'm done asking why

So many questions without answers
Your promises remain
I can't see but I'll take my chances
To hear You call my name
To hear You call my name

One tear in the dropping rain
One voice in a sea of pain
Could the Maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breaking heart?

One life is all I am
Right now I can barely stand
If You're everything You say You are
Would You come close and hold my heart?

Hold my heart
Could You hold my heart?
Hold my heart

Arms that Hold the Universe - Fee

I know it seems
Like this could be
The darkest day you've known
But believe you me
The God of strength
Will never let you go
He will overcome, I know

And the arms that hold the universe
Are holding you tonight
You can rest inside
It's gonna be alright
And the voice that calmed the raging sea
Is calling you His child
So be still and know He's in control
He will never let you go

Through many dangers, toils and snares
You have already come
His grace has brought you safe this far
(And) His grace will lead you home

And the arms that hold the universe
Are holding you tonight
You can rest inside
It's gonna be alright
And the voice that calmed the raging sea

Is calling you His child
So be still and know He's in control
He will never let you go

You can hope, you can rise, you can stand
He has still got the whole world in His hands
You can hope, you can rise, you can stand
He's still got the whole world, the whole world in His hands

And the arms that hold the universe
Are holding you tonight
You can rest inside
It's gonna be alright
And the voice that calmed the raging sea
Is calling you His child
So be still and know He's in control
He will never let you go

He will never let you go

(He's) Still got the whole world in His hands
in His hands, yeah
Still got the whole world in His hands

Countdown

May. My last month in Rwanda. In four weeks I'll be in London. In five weeks, California. Until this weekend I have tried to avoid the thoughts of packing and good-byes that must come soon, but I believe it is time to prepare for these realities.

Why I am sad:

I am leaving a beautiful country and city, with no current plans to return.

I am leaving students who have impacted me far greater than I could have ever expected. They are each a joy and blessing that will forever be precious memories for my soul. God sure knew what He was doing when He put us together for this year.

I am leaving a community of brothers and sisters who have shown me love, generosity, and friendship. I am grateful to have shared this year with men and women who are like-minded, and like-hearted, though we come from different backgrounds and experiences.

I am leaving a place where it is easy to remember and depend on God daily in all of life’s circumstances. Life is easier here (and by easy, I do not mean convenient!), as there is less noise and materialistic distractions. It has been a good rest for my soul to not have to daily fight my own culture.

Why I am excited:

I am coming home to my dearly missed family and friends. I am so grateful for their love and support while I have been off on this adventure for 10 months.

I am going to travel a lot over the summer to see many loved ones, attend weddings, and see many beautiful places in the US.

Food! American food! And by American, I mean Chinese and Mexican! ;)

I love the ocean, and I can’t wait to go walk the shores and listen to the waves again.

It is a sure thing that this year has changed a lot about how I view the world, and has challenged me to grow in many ways. I am excited to see how I can use these experiences to further the purpose of my teaching and life back home.

I knew this school year would go fast, and indeed, it speeds on!

Blessings~

Mom in Africa!

It's the last night of our Spring Break, and I'm looking ahead to just 6 short weeks of school before it's time to pack up and go. The closer this time comes, the more I find myself trying to find ways to hang onto the memories and experiences I've had here in Africa. During this break I got to make a lot of great memories with my mom, who came from California to spend 10 days with me experiencing life in Rwanda and Uganda. We made sure to take a lot of pictures and buy a few souvenirs to commit these experiences to memory.

My mom had a whirlwind trip, and I packed as much into her time as I thought possible. She arrived here on a Tuesday night and before I let her sleep after her 26 hour journey, I walked her around my neighborhood and introduced her to my bible study group. I was glad she got to see and meet them, and as I stood there I realized quite certainly how important this group has been to me this year. Every week we talk and sing and read and discuss and pray, and I know that this intimacy will be something I will miss after leaving Rwanda. I pray that I will be blessed to join or start a group like this next year.

My 6th grade class (my mom is in the back)

On Wednesday my mom joined me at school in the afternoon and helped with our grade 6 chapel. The kids have been very excited to meet her and to hear her play the piano in person (we listen to her CD in class). After school my mom and I visited the Rwandan Genocide Memorial. I had not been yet, so it was good to go with my mom and be able to process some of these tragic realities with her. While it is so painful to see how real evil is, in turn it is amazing to see the power of forgiveness and the healing that has occurred. The following day marked the 17th anniversary of the beginning of the genocide. The country chooses to take this time to remember so that it will not happen again.

We took motos home, an experience that my mom actually enjoyed, and joined friends for dinner and a bonfire. We had a bonfire at the boys house complete with s'mores (thanks Mom!) to kick off Spring Break. The first few days were spent relaxing at home and venturing out a little to the market and town to look at souvenirs. We also enjoyed an afternoon with Emmanuel (our helper) and his family. He brought his wife and kids for a few hours - they are a very sweet family!

On Saturday we went to the African Bagel Company for donuts and bagels, and then went to Amani Yu Juu, a place where women from broken backgrounds have been taught to sew, and they make lovely and unique items. We each picked up some beautiful Rwandan treasures!

After church on Sunday we went to the orphanage in town. I had not been in a few months and it was good to see the kids and how much they've grown! The older kids (2-5) went to play basketball, so as they were away, the nuns allowed us to go inside and bring the children with special needs out to the sunshine. I don't think this happens very often, so it was a blessing indeed, for all of us! I got to hold a little boy, Pacificique (Pass-if-ee-kay), and it was a joy to watch his eyes dart around taking in all of the action outside! The adoption process has been opened once again in Rwanda, so please pray that these little angels get to go 'home' soon!

Monday began our BIG adventure to Uganda. There were six of us in all, my roommates Hannah and Micki, Micki's parents, and my mom and me. We took a coach bus to the Ugandan border, and then had a driver, Dennis, pick us up to take us the rest of the way to Queen Elizabeth Park. It was a long, warm, dusty drive, but well worth it once we saw where we got to stay! Rwanda and southern Uganda are very hilly, so one can never see farther than a few miles in any direction. Kingfisher Lodge is on the side of a hill, one that overlooks all of Queen Elizabeth Park. The view was breathtaking - looking out over a vast savannah, across to Lakes Edward and Andrew and mountains in both Uganda and Congo! So, we hopped in our suits, jumped in the pool, and just stared out into the beauty until the sun set.

We woke up early the next morning as it's best to start a game drive as the sun comes up. It was only a matter of minutes after leaving the lodge that we began to see some wildlife. Monkeys, cape buffalo, and elephants! It was a bit overwhelming to take in the scenery, with not just the sun coming up, but also a storm approaching. There were so many colors and clouds - it's hard to describe, and the pictures never seem to tell the whole story. As we were driving through the savannah, I think what I found the most fascinating was the sound. It was very quiet, but when we came across the lions, we noticed something new. The kob (like gazelles), were whistling to one another, warning each other of the predator in the area. Not that the lionesses looked like predators. They were just waking up and saying good morning to each other, nuzzling one another. But then, we saw one begin to hunt and watched the "cat and mouse" game begin. Super fascinating to watch these animals in their natural habitat.

It's hard to see, but she has some breakfast in her mouth.

Something we did not plan on, but were incredibly thrilled to experience, was getting to cross the equator! Ok, so really, we just drove to it, took a bajillion pictures, and then turned around and went back to see more animals, but seriously… cool!

I call the next part of the drive, "the drive of the elephants"! We were fortunate enough to come across a large herd of elephants grazing around and in the road on the way to Mweya Lodge. Our safari car was more of a minivan, one in which there were tinted windows and one large sunroof that 2-3 people could fit through at a time. This meant that 2-3 people were always "stuck" in the car trying to look out the tinted windows. So, for part of the drive, we opened in the side door to get a better look. At one point, we were stopped and there was no good view of the elephants from the open door, so, I hopped out! I got some great shots, and then Dennis told me to get back in, so I did, after I got him to take my picture with some of the gorgeous beasts! We also got to see a baboon, a hippo, and a warthog along this road!

We had lunch at Mweya Lodge, a super expensive lodge, but it does have great views, and it is in the middle of the park. There is also a boat launch there where one can take a boat safari for the mere price of $15 US. If you are considering a trip to Queen Elizabeth, this is a must! We were able to get quite close to several elephants, hippos, and cape buffalo. We even saw some monitor lizards and crocodiles (but they are really shy)! Queen Elizabeth Park boasts ver 600 species of birds - we didn't see nearly that many, but we did see several kingfishers, pink heron, eagles, vultures, weavers, pelicans and even a pair of egyptian geese! There are villages inside the National Park, and so there are reports of fatalities due to the dangerous nature of these animals. At the end of our boat ride we passed one such village on a hill right next to the Kazinga Channel. There were little boys playing near the water as their fathers worked, not more than an hundred meters or so from some hippos. Hippos are the most deadly according to Park statistics. It's definitely a different way of life!

The next morning we packed and made our 7 hour journey back to Kigali. Hannah, Micki, and her parents stayed the night at Lake Bunyoni in Uganda, while my mom and I headed all the way back. We were able to hire a "private" matatu (think a little bigger than a VW bus in which there are normally about 20 passengers) to take us from the Rwandan border to our house. It was a pretty day and a nice drive back through the hills of Rwanda.

On Thursday I introduced my mom to Bourbon Coffee, Rwanda's version of Starbucks. Rwanda boasts some of the best coffee plantations, of which I have yet to see. Some of my friends visited a plantation in Butare (southern Rwanda) last week. This plantation's buyer is Starbucks and they have quite the operation! After our Bourbon excursion we walked home, and it was already time to pack. :( We packed up my mom's stuff (not much), our souvenirs (a decent amount), and some of my stuff (ok, a lot), so she had 3 full bags to take back with her. It was a long journey home (41 hours), but it was a safe one!

The reality of my time coming to a close here gets more apparent every day. My mom's trip has been something I have thought of as "towards the end" - and now that she's already back in the US, it's sinking in more. My walls are bare, and tables much less cluttered as I had her take home things I will not need in the next 6 weeks. It's both depressing and exciting all at once. In a few weeks the school has planned one last retreat for the teachers, one in which they plan to debrief us on our time here. I may also try to sneak in a trip to see the gorillas!

The theme of our chapel last week was Easter and we also emphasized some of the hymns we have been learning about. One of my (many) favorites is All Creatures of our God and King. It seems like a timely hymn for the adventure just experienced. The words were written almost 800 years ago by St. Francis of Assisi. There is a recording of the song on my mom's CD - if you haven't heard it, ask her for a copy, it's beautiful!!

All Creatures of Our God and King

All creatures of our God and King,

Lift up your voice and with us sing: Alleluia, Alleluia!

Thou burning sun with golden beam,

Thou silver moon with softer gleam,

O praise Him, O praise Him, Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Thou rushing wind that art so strong,

Ye clouds that sail in heav’n along, O praise Him, Alleluia!

Thou rising morn in praise rejoice,

Ye lights of evening, find a voice,

O praise Him, O praise Him, Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Let all things their Creator bless,

And worship Him in humbleness, O praise Him, Alleluia!

Praise, praise the Father, praise the Son,

And praise the Spirit, Three in One,

O praise Him, O praise Him, Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Multiple-hat Day

You know those emails that go around reminding people of how teachers (and mothers) have to wear so many different hats? Beyond the day-to-day planning, teaching, managing and assessing, there is the addition of counseling, disciplining, and of course, trying to be a consistent positive role-model!

Today I feel like I exhausted all of those hats, not to mention the emotions that come with them. It was a roller-coaster type with many ups and downs.

Morning

We start the day with math everyday (because one of my students is pulled out for a different math class at that time). This should be a happy thing since I love teaching math, but I often find it frustrating as many of my students have yet to develop the ability to reason. Our math curriculum assumes this skill is well-developed by this time in the year, but it just isn't so. One of today's questions: There are 12 ice-cream sandwiches to be shared equally among 8 students. How many ice-cream sandwiches will each student receive? Now, you may think, like I did, that my students would struggle with coming up with the right operation, or which number divides which? Oh no… they were confused because they didn't know what an ice cream sandwich was! I wanted to laugh and cry. And of course, after I explained the delicious treat, they no longer wanted to do math, but talk about ice cream sandwiches.

After math we have time for devotions and prayer. This is always a good part of the morning that ends with singing. Today we read from 2 Timothy and sang "I will call upon the Lord". I love this time of day. I also love hearing my kids pray. They have very tender hearts and pray often for each other, their families, and the situations going on in the world (North Africa and Japan), and they truly get excited when they see their prayers answered.

Mid-Morning

This is the time of day I have Geometry. This class has grown on me throughout the year as I have developed relationships with the students. They still get on my nerves from time to time (and I'm sure I get on theirs!), but they are doing well and learning most days. Today was a really hard day though. There was a quiz, and as I was grading I became suspicious that one student cheated. I investigated and this student ended up admitting to me that he cheated. My heart just sank, because this is the second time he has been caught cheating in my class. KICS has a very strict cheating policy, which I wholeheartedly agree with, but this now means that this student fails my class and will re-take it next year. Yeah… such an unfortunate decision with huge consequences. Please pray with me for this young man that he can learn from this situation and become responsible in his education.

Afternoon

After lunch one of my sixth-grade boys came to class sobbing. Apparently he's been teased a lot because of a nickname his mom calls him (because another boy who went to play at his house overheard her). Now some high-schoolers had caught on and joined in the teasing. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? It took this boy over 5 minutes just to calm his breathing down enough to tell me what happened. I felt terrible, but it did lead to a great conversation about where his true worth comes from, from God, from within, and not from others! He was able to return to class and get through the rest of the day, but believe you me, there was a high schooler who got an earful from me after school today. Picking on a kid three years younger… as if…

By the end of the school day I was feeling a bit weary and honestly had no idea what I was going to do with my kids for the last 20 minutes of the day. Then I remembered that our Bible lesson used the analogy of a soldier this week to compare to our Christian lives. I asked Trevor, my boss, if he wouldn't mind coming in at the end of the day to share some of his military experiences with us. He was a hit! Not only did he sneak attack our classroom and scare the daylights out our whole class, he had the kids on the edge of their seats for a full 20 minutes with great stories and messages about the benefits of obedience, knowing how to use our 'weapons' and keeping our eyes on the goal. We also learned how to use a bayonet: twist! twist! twist! ;D

Well, I'm home now, have had the afternoon to rest, and a chance to eat some dinner. Time to go to our school's Talent Show tonight. I hear some of the teachers are bringin' back the 80's! Can't wait to see this!

Praying for you my friends - hoping you find joy and peace no matter what hat you're wearing at the moment.

For Amy

My friend Amy informed me today that it's been a month since my last post. Time is just flying by too fast here.

The last month has been full of a little bit of everything: school, friends, and travels.

School

Today ended our third quarter. It is hard to accept that tomorrow begins the last term I will be at KICS. The kids celebrated today that summer vacation is within reach, and I nearly burst into tears. I told them they're not allowed to be excited about summer. ;) Overall school has continued to be a positive experience day by day as we teach the students and meet as a staff to develop plans for future growth. My daily highlight continues to be my students voices. We sing hymns each morning and I know this is their favorite time of day. They beg and plead, "can we please sing 'Blessed Assurance,' 'How Great Thou Art,' 'Amazing Grace,' and 'Behold What Manner of Love'!!" And then we sing from our hearts as loud as we can (we interrupted the fifth graders' lesson yesterday, but instead of asking us to take it down a notch, they just joined it!). Yep, I love my job.

Friends

I don't know what I would do without my friends here in Kigali. While I must admit that I'm a bit of a homebody, I do enjoy the occasional trip to town, night out to eat, or stroll to the coffee shop. My friend Micah and I try to get out once a week to do something like this, but lately we've been so busy (or sick) - it's been hard! Last weekend was just silly… my roommates and I are used to lazy Saturdays, but lazy is not a word to describe last Saturday. Micah and I planned to get donuts Saturday morning, but Friday night I had to change our plans… our friends Doug and Kerry were getting engaged and my roommates and I were asked to be part of that occasion! Well, obviously we were totally on board, but didn't realize how hard it would be to decline all the wonderful invitations to 'go to lunch' 'go shopping' 'have a game night', when friends called that morning. We weren't allowed to tell so we were like, "um… sorry, no. we're busy." "Why?! What else could you possibly be doing?" "um… well, were going out, so no." It was much more fun that evening to have everyone over to our house to celebrate Doug and Kerry's engagement!! (they're getting married in July)

Travels

I've been out of Kigali twice since my last blog. I was able to visit my friend Sharday in Nairobi, Kenya in February. We spent the weekend together, and I was able to see where she lives and studies at NEGST, as well as see a little bit of the city. My first thought when I flew into Nairobi was "this is Africa!". Not that Rwanda isn't, but Nairobi has more of the 'look' and 'feel' of what one might think when they think of Africa. There were lots of wide open spaces, and 'africa' trees, and even a warthog running through the street! I enjoyed going on the Safari Walk and visiting western shopping centers. The highlight of the trip though was the Giraffe Center! If you haven't seen it yet, check out my fb pictures of the trip - you'll get to see me meet a lovely giraffe named Arura, up close and personal!

We had a long weekend in early March so some girlfriends and I headed out to Kibuye on Lake Kivu. It was a nice relaxing weekend, full of rest and picturesque views. We stayed at a guest house called St. Jean's. I was pleasantly surprised at the comfort of such a simple place! The wait for food was the typical african hour-hour and half, but the portions were huge for the price we paid.

Back at home here I am constantly thinking about the future while trying to enjoy the present. As I said, time is just flying by fast! I am excited for my mom's arrival in less than 3 weeks! We are planning an adventure up to Uganda to Queen Elizabeth Park, as well as seeing the sights here in Kigali. My guess it my next post will come after that! :)

I hope you are well and blessed ~ thank you for reading!

Definitely going on the "Top Ten" highlights of my life!

Birthday Blessings and Beyond

So, I guess being 30 isn't all that bad. I admit I was a little grumpy about the whole thing. I mean c'mon, 30, single, no prospects? We're all thinking it!! I know as I type this some of the responses I'll get too. "Be thankful!" "Marriage is HARD" "Enjoy it while you can!" "Men smell!" "Hey, I'm further beyond 30 than you and still single, so quit your whining!" But we single girls have heard all that before, and it doesn't help! I was not designed to be alone.

But really, I don't want to be a whiner, so the best way to fight the grumps is to count my blessings, right? So here I go! (I'm including verses that have been on my heart lately as well).

1) Birthday cards. I received so many birthday cards from students and friends! These one's made me smile a lot:

-"Miss Norton, You just turned 30, go ahead and have fun. And maybe get dirty. You're the best teacher yet, the best I've met. Hope you live long!" (grade 6)

-"Live to a Millenium" (grade 6)

-"I hope you would live to be more than 100 years old. May you grow knowing about God and loving Him." (grade 5)

-"Birthdays full of cheer, yours is finally here. Friends and family, presents and cake, a swim in the lake. Birthdays full of cheer, Yours in finally here." (grade 6)

"For God did not appoint us to suffer wrath but to receive salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ. He died for us so that, whether we are awake or asleep, we may live together with him. Therefore encourage one another and build each other up just as in fact you are doing." - 1 Thessalonians 5:9-11

2)Birthday cakes. 3 birthday cakes to be exact - all of which were delightful surprises. My friend Moses surprised our Bible study group with a cake a few nights before my birthday. The night before my birthday we had our KICS staff appreciate dinner at a restaurant called Republica. An amazing chocolate cake was brought along and shared after dinner, complete with purple chocolate icing. Trevor insisted that we go with the Ethiopian tradition of the guest of honor being 'fed' the first piece. It took quite a bit of convincing for me to give in to this tradition. If you know Trevor, you know why. :) Some of my friends went away that weekend because it was a 3-day weekend (I stayed home because I wasn't feeling well). So the following weekend my friend Micah came over and surprised me with a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting. Oh my goodness. Amazing!

3) School. I have an amazing class this year. My students are thoughtful and creative and excited to learn about EVERYTHING. While sometimes this can make things hard in terms of "staying on subject", it really is a blessing to teach to these students. I also work with and for some incredible people. I love that we play together both in and out of school, we love to sing and praise God and give Him glory all the day long!

"Since we have that same spirit of faith, we also believe and therefore speak, because we know that the one who raised the Lord Jesus from the dead will also raise us with Jesus and present us with you to himself. All this is for your benefit, so that the grace that is reaching more and more people may cause thanksgiving to overflow to the glory of God." -2 Corinthians 4:13-15

4) Friendship. I am constantly reminded that I am hugely blessed by so many friends, both close and far. I am daily encouraged by all of you, and I am very grateful for that.

"Now you are the body of Christ, and each one of you is a part of it." - 1 Corinthians 12:27

5) Skype. I love that I can skype my family and friends often. Seeing your faces as well as hearing your voices shortens the miles exponentially! One of my friends has not been able to video chat with her parents since she arrived in August. (She is SO excited that they are coming for a visit next week!) It helps me not take for granted the blessing of looking my parents in the face at least once a week!

6) Rain. I have been anxiously awaiting rainy season. I love rain! I was told that Rwanda has two rainy seasons. A short one (October-November) and a long one (Jan/Feb - April/May). The short season really was short. It would rain a little many afternoons, but it was plenty hot and dry by mid November through the time I left in December. When I returned in January it was still warm and dry. It rained a little the first week of February, but then it stopped again. It got SO hot!! Rainy season is VERY important in Rwanda as almost all of the industry and livelihood here is agriculture. No rain - no crops. People go hungry. Well, a few days ago the rain came back and it has been wonderful! Yesterday (Tuesday) it rained so hard it came right through the ceiling in my classroom! We had to finish class early and spend the last half hour of the day in the music room. The kids loved me when I let them go outside for a minute when the storm was at its heaviest, pelting pea-size hail (aka African snow)!! Not only is the rain a blessing to the crops, but it has cooled the temperatures to make it easier to sleep at night, and washed much of the dust out of the air.

"Ask the LORD for rain in the springtime; it is the LORD who sends the thunderstorms. He gives showers of rain to all people, and plants of the field to everyone." -Zechariah 10:1

7) Hymns. For the past few weeks our class has been learning about some of the more popular traditional hymns of the Christian faith. We talk about the authors, composers, and stories behind the hymns, as well as the theological meaning within each song. I love hearing the children's voices sing and it is a blessing to sing truth with them.

"Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs, from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts."

-Colossians 3:16

8) Roommates. I live with two great women. They have strong faith and are very committed to their roles here in Rwanda. Living together as short term missionaries has it's pros and cons. The biggest 'pro' is that we share this common bond and experience of being "being in Rwanda". I love getting to know them, trust them, and just live life with them. The biggest 'con' is that this 'home' is short-term. Tickets for each of us have already been purchased to go 'home' this summer. Home is a different place for all of us, and each of us will be on a different continent next year. This thought helps us savor the moments here instead of wishing they would go by faster. I am ever grateful for the people that God brings into my life.

"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken." - Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

9) Cookies. Well, cooking and baking in general. I love cooking and baking for my friends - I really believe it's my love language. I just wish I had more time to do it!! And a bigger oven.

10) Hope. Faith. Love. Last night at bible study we started going through the book of Colossians. At one point we focused in on the part that says, "the faith and love that spring from the hope stored up for you in heaven". These three words come together often in Paul's letters. While he stresses to the Corinthians that all are important, but the greatest is love, here, is explains that faith and love come our of our hope in heaven. We had an interesting discussion that led to a friend describing that when we are in rough, down, hard, trying times of our life, our faith, our love… it is our hope in heaven that can rekindle our faith and love.

It is Well With My Soul - We learned this song and story last week in Grade 6:

When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,

When sorrows like sea billows roll;

Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say

It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,

It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!

My sin, not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,

Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,

The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;

The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,

Even so, it is well with my soul.

Catching Up

Yes, it's been awhile since I've posted. Sorry about that. So, what have I been up to for the last two months?

Christmas

I was blessed to spend Christmas with my family in San Jose. I made the 26 hour journey from Kigali to San Francisco with little delay (a HUGE blessing considering the snow storms that shut down much of northern Europe the few days prior to my trip). I enjoyed wearing sweatshirts once again, and feeling the warmth of the fireplace and comforts of piles of blankets! As 80F is the dependable temperature in Kigali, there is not much use for sweatshirts or thick blankets. Even more so I enjoyed the time with my parents, sister, aunt and several friends.

New Year's

To say I traveled a bit while in California is quite the understatement. After not driving for 5 months, I got comfy in my Civic and drove over a 1000 miles in a little over a week! After Christmas my mom, sister, aunt and I spent a beautiful day in Monterey and Pacific Grove. It was so good to see the ocean again! For New Year's, I joined my parents and some friends in Pismo Beach for a few days. Going for walks on the beach, swimming, sitting in a hot tub, all while watching the sun set over the Pacific created some pretty terrific memories! I spent New Year's morning walking along the beach, alone with God. We had a very good 'chat' :)

Lakewood

I spent 48 hours in Lakewood from Jan 2-4. Crazy. I was determined to fit in as many people and places as I possibly could in those few hours, and I think I deserve an A for effort… though I am sad now that those times were so brief and my emotions were running a little high. The highlights: Worship service, 2 lunches, bridal shower, open house, LCMS, VCS (sister's school), Disneyland, and River's End (breakfast at Seal Beach). I repeat, crazy, but at least it was the wonderful kind of crazy! I miss you friends!!

Returning

I drove back to San Jose and fit in a bit more shopping and restaurants before the 26 hour journey back to Kigali. I was a little nervous when 2 of my bags did not arrive in Kigali the same time I did, but was greatly relieved when I got a call the next morning saying they had arrived (they spent the night in Uganda). I had 3 days to recover from the jet lag before teaching - and I spent most of them sleeping :)

Coming back felt better than I expected. I wasn't sure what I would feel after being 'home' for 2.5 weeks, but I guess I was scared that it would be very difficult to return. It was actually quite easy, and everywhere I looked I saw the blessings of life here in Kigali. I even found myself enjoying a moto ride (gasp!).

Semester 2

I have a feeling that semester 2 is going to go by even more quickly than semester 1. The night I returned my roommates informed me that they were booking their return trips for the end of May! I thought, "but I just got here!" There is still so much to do, both at school, and here in Rwanda (places to visit and see!). I am excited about the weeks and months to come. I am especially excited for April as my mom is planning to come spend 8 days with me and experience a little of life here in Rwanda!! And, while it's not officially booked, my planned itinerary is to leave Kigali May 28, spend a week in London, then return to San Jose June 3.

Cinnamon Rolls

Some of you know that I have an affection for baking. It has been a little difficult getting my bearings in the kitchen here, but I feel like it's been much better. There are some women in our community who sell their baked goods (bagels, tortillas, cookies, etc), but no one seemed to have cinnamon rolls. I figured I could corner that market! So each week I offer a dozen frozen cinnamon rolls (unbaked), and so far I've had several school families order! It's a fun hobby to say the least.

Saying Goodbye

This past week I had to say goodbye to one of my students. His dad developed a medical condition that could not be treated here in Rwanda. He has been in Vancouver since just after Christmas, and the family decided that it would be best to move home sooner than later. As a school we are so sad to see this family go. The dad was part of our school board, the mom was our PTO president, and the 4 kids were each a delight in their classes. However, through this we reminded ourselves that God is sovereign in all things, and we are thankful for bonds that were made, and the blessings of the body of Christ we have and will receive!

Birthday

I was just about to write "next week" and realized it's already "this week". I'm going to be 30 on Friday - and I really don't know what to think about that - so I haven't been thinking about it much. :) Growing up I never would have guessed that I would be a single teacher living in Africa when I turned 30, but, wow! It's a good life to be living - right in the midst of God's goodness. There is the possibility that we will have the day off on Friday, and if so, there are plans to go away to Gisenyi for the weekend, which will be a fun adventure! This summer my dad will turn 60, so we are making plans to celebrate together in July. :)

Looking Forward

Since returning to Rwanda I have been asking God the question, "What's next?" Either He hasn't answered, or I'm not listening very well. I am not anxious about the future, but excited! What is this year in Rwanda preparing me for? Words and phrases that have come to my mind often concerning God are 'faithful' and 'good'. I am preparing myself for the possibility that I won't hear a specific 'call' as I did last June. I don't expect God to speak directly to me all the time - that seems limiting. However, I know that I always want to be open and obedient to any call.

Have you heard the new Chris Tomlin album? I know his song "Our God" is very popular, and I listen to it many a morning, but the song that follows on the album is "I Will Follow". I find myself singing along often…

I Will Follow - Chris Tomlin

Where you go, I'll go Where you stay, I'll stay When you move, I'll move I will follow... All your ways are good All your ways are sure I will trust in you alone Higher than my side High above my life I will trust in you alone Where you go, I'll go Where you stay, I'll stay When you move, I'll move I will follow you Who you love, I'll love How you serve I'll serve If this life I lose, I will follow you I will follow you Light unto the world Light unto my life I will live for you alone You're the one I seek Knowing I will find All I need in you alone, in you alone In you there's life everlasting In you there's freedom for my soul In you there joy, unending joy and I will follow

Christmastime in Rwanda

It's been a busy few weeks!

Thanksgiving

We had a lovely Thanksgiving celebration. After having to work a half day in the morning, several teachers got together at the home of the Leatherwoods to enjoy a traditional Thanksgiving meal. There was turkey (very difficult (#expensive) to find, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, rolls, cranberry sauce, apple and pumpkin pie! And though I'm not much of a football fan, there was even some live Thanksgiving American football thanks to satellite TV! It was fun to introduce some of our non-American (British and Dutch) friends to this gluttonous holiday. It was hard not to be home with my family, but I guess that makes the traditions all the more special :)

Bake Sale

A few months ago some 5th and 6th grade girls decided they wanted to have a bake sale to raise money for some local orphanages. I am very proud of all their hard work! They had to write down all of their plans, advertise, and implement all the aspects of the sale. The donations came from the 5th and 6th grade classes - cookies, brownies, breads, and juice. Last Thursday and Friday the sale was held during our morning break and it was very successful! We raised a total of 221,590 Rwf for the two orphanages! (For those of you who think in USD like I do, that currently translates to about $375!)

One of the more interesting things that came out of this experience was finding out that we have students who didn't know that Rwanda had orphans. At first I was shocked! How could one not know this as Rwanda has one of the highest percentages of orphans? But then, I realized that most of my students live fairly comfortable lives here in Kigali and come from upper class homes. How many upper class American children are aware of the poverty and homeless issues in their 'backyards'? What a blessing it was to open their eyes and hearts to this issue. The goal is now to have a field trip to one or both of these orphanages during the second term to give our students an even better understanding.

Jotham's Boys Christmas Party

On Tuesday nights I participate in a cell group Bible study here in our neighborhood. Last month we decided to put our faith into practice and practically help in some way. Several of the group members know a man, who sometimes attends CCR, named Jotham who opened his home last year to 25 street boys. These boys are between the ages of 12 and 16 and are orphans. Jotham, and another man John, take care of these boys, providing a roof over their heads, food, and education. This past Sunday 12 of us drove out to their home (about 40 minutes away, mostly due to the windy dirt roads - it's close to where we live if you're just looking at a map), taking with us the makings of a Christmas party. We brought lunch for the boys (samosas, meatballs, potato balls, popcorn, brownies, and cake - healthy, eh?), a guitar for singing Christmas carols, and gifts (pencils, paper, colors, soccer balls, dart board, tennis balls, and decks of cards).

When we arrived John gave us a tour of their home. There were two buildings on a large parcel of land. Once building had the meeting room and two dormitories, the other building had a caretaker/storage room, and some other small rooms for preparing food or washing. The kitchen was outside which consisted of pots over open flames, under a makeshift roof. There were some rabbit hutches with several rabbits, an open space for future gardening (or playing games!), and lots of current gardening surrounding the area. Most noticeable was a very large deep pit in the area of a future outhouse (there is not one currently ) - about 20-25 feet deep! The most humbling part for me was their dormitories. There are three bunk beds in each room. That's 2 boys per bed. They have few belongings and what they do have is stored in the rafters of the room. Such a contrast to my own situation. As I type this I sit on a king size bed in a large room filled with very nice 'stuff'. What a great reminder to not take these things for granted, and to be ever grateful for the blessings I have.

It was a great afternoon as we sang Christmas carols (which drew in many neighbors), played games, and watched the boys open the gifts. I enjoyed taking pictures and playing with some of the younger neighbor kids who came to watch. At the end of the day, one of the members of our group carefully explained to the boys in their native language why we were there - to share the gift of Christ's love. Before we left, one of the boys got up and spoke to us, giving us a blessing. It was hard not to be emotionally overwhelmed by the magnitude of his simple words. It's a moment I hope to never forget.

(pictures on facebook)

Going Home

2 months ago I bought a plane ticket to fly home for Christmas. I have had a hard time letting myself get excited about this because I didn't want the emotional ramifications of wanting to be there "NOW". But now that I have less than two weeks to go - I'm letting myself get excited! I'm so excited to see my family and friends, to meet my parents new puppies, to sleep in my own bed, and eat American food (though I don't know if my tummy will be excited for the rich food).

Being in Rwanda for the beginning of the Christmas season has been interesting. Many of us complain (yes, myself included) that it doesn't "feel" like Christmas. But, what makes it feel like Christmas? The weather? The decorations? The music? But obviously that's not what Christmas is about. And I know that - I've always "known" that - but being here has really forced me to "accept" that. Preparing for the Christmas season is not about buying gifts, putting up pretty lights, and drinking peppermint mochas - even though I've made these things a part of my traditions. Here, the one "tradition" I can cling to is listening to Christmas music non-stop. My students have been making their own Christmas hymn books for the past few weeks so we can sing these songs together. It is exciting to point out the rich words and meanings of the words we sing:

"For unto us a child is born"

"God and sinners reconciled"

"Truly He taught us to love one another"

"Rejoice! Emmanuel shall come to thee o Israel!"

"How great our joy!"

"Then let us all in one accord sing praises to our heavenly Lord!"

In the midst of these words we find the true meaning and therefore the true 'feeling' of Christmas. One of hope and peace and joy. I pray these things for you.

May God bless you and the ones you love this Christmas season!

Grieving

Paul E. Norton Dec. 24 1918 - Nov. 16 2010

My grandpa passed away this week. I am grateful that I had the chance to see him last July in Omaha before I left for Africa. Thanks to the blessing of Skype I was able to see him and tell him I love him once more, just hours before he was gone. He is not "gone" though, and this I believe with all my heart. He is in heaven at the best family reunion ever, face to face with his Redeemer, at home with his heavenly Father. I do not grieve FOR him, but our loss. I love my grandpa and will miss him very much.

"Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope. For we believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe that God will bring with Jesus those who have fallen asleep in him. According to the Lord’s word, we tell you that we who are still alive, who are left until the coming of the Lord, will certainly not precede those who have fallen asleep. For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first. After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And so we will be with the Lord forever. Therefore encourage one another with these words."

1 Thessalonians 4:13-18

I have now missed both of my grandfathers funerals. My grandpa Leeder passed away 13 years ago when I was on a church trip in Washington DC. It is hard not to be with family at this time, partaking in the reminiscing, the crying, the laughing and the celebrating. Last January my great Aunt Bernice went to heaven and I was blessed to be with family as we celebrated her life, and I know the healing it brings. It's much different trying to find that healing so far away, without the family that knew my grandpa.

Actually, 4 families at our school lost someone in their family in the period of one week. The Robinson's lost their grandfather, Micah lost her aunt to a long fight with an unknown cancer, the Miller's lost their grandma/great-grandma, and I lost my grandpa. While we have all agreed that this has been a hard horrible week, it has been good to have each other, to have people who understand this kind of pain and be so far away.

Thank you for all the love and encouragement so far.

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. "

2 Corinthians 1:3,4

Rainy days and Mondays

do NOT get me down :)

Last Spring I would take whatever opportunities I had to go for a walk at the beach. I loved looking at and listening to the waves. I loved that whether it was sunny or cloudy, there was always a cool wind in my face. There are days here that I definitely miss those walks at the beach.

I'm sure many of you agree that it's a little harder to wake up on a Monday than other days, just having two days before without the alarm. Then again, many of you had the pleasure of "fall back" this weekend. We do not get that pleasure here in Rwanda. I'm sure if many Africans heard about Daylight Savings they would laugh at the crazy abazungu and our attention to time. No, like most mornings I woke up to Mr. Rooster, and then a little later, Mr. Alarm Clock, and dragged myself out of bed!

School was rather unremarkable today. The kids wanted to sing today, so we sang (they like the "Sunday School" song-track I have from WACC, and Jumpin' in the house of God - I wonder what the neighbor teachers think when we start jumpin'…). We learned how to compare decimal numbers and took a spelling pre-test. I introduced them to a new classroom management system (thanks to my friend Laura!) called BLURTS. It's awesome! They are now terrified of getting a tally mark on the board for a blurt… they were quiet and raising hands all day. Curious about tomorrow… :)

We have an ACSI representative here right now. We are officially candidates for ACSI's accreditation process, but apparently the initial visit 1.5 years ago did not go super well, so he is just here making sure we're moving in the right direction. Trevor (headmaster) thought it appropriate we welcome him with a song. With any luck, the video will be posted by the end of the week. Mr. Epp shared a lot about the christian education effort in Africa and it's very hopeful. There are a lot of growing schools around the continent growing students who recognize corrupt governments (i.e. withholding the development of clean water and electricity programs) and are learning to be moral leaders in their communities.

After school I needed to go to the post office. The sky was getting rather dark and the wind was picking up - so I debated whether or not to go out despite the storm approaching. The moto ride to the post office was 'interesting' - the wind pushed us around a bit, but we made it to our destination safe and dry :) Leaving the post office, I felt the wind in my face and decided to walk and enjoy the cool breeze (it had been rather warm throughout the morning). I walked the 2 miles back to MTN, where my favorite hang place resides: Bourbon Coffee. The walk was awesome. The wind was blowing hard, just like at the beach! I pretended I was walking along PCH instead of the highway filled with cars, motos, and busses pouring out their smoginess. I also enjoyed looking around and taking in the people, the buildings, the scenery. I could see my neighborhood across the valley. I walked past the Parliament building that still has the scars of the genocide on their west facing walls. Many people I passed appeared to be going home from work, hurrying to catch matatus or motos. I learned soon after I got here that it is not culturally appropriate to look a man in the face and smile (could be trying to assert authority or possibly that 'I'm available'), but I enjoy smiling and saying 'hi' to the ladies. Most Rwandan women walk around with no expression on their face, and they almost never initiate communication. As soon as you smile and say 'hi' though, eyes light up, and the greeting is returned "Hi!" "Hello!" "Bonjour!" "Mwirire" I felt the first drop of rain as I got to MTN! Thank you Lord for a wonderful walk!

At Bourbon I worked on some BSF and then finished a book I've been working on for the last week, "Echo in the Darkness" (Francine Rivers). So good! Some families from school came in to have dinner while I was there and I looked up long enough from my book to say 'hi'. When I was getting ready to leave, the waitress brought me my bill and told me one of the school families had paid for my coffee! The unexpected gift of generosity made my heart all warm and fuzzy! Which was a blessing indeed because I forgot about the dark clouds and rain until I walked outside. The warm fuzzies kept me protected while I took my first moto ride home in the rain! Oh the adventures :)

So that was my rainy day Monday :)

"Give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you." 1 Thessalonians 5:18

Lake Bunyonyi

I have been in Rwanda for almost three months now, and as I sit and ponder this I realize that it has definitely become 'home' now. Not home as in "where my heart is" but more the in the 'settled' sense, that I am comfortable with where I live, I trust the people in my community, and I have found a sense of independence.

In the last few weeks I have found myself being able and comfortable to get 'here and there' on my own, riding the moto taxis or just walking. It is nice to have that kind of independence, knowing I can get to town if I need to, when I need to. Though honestly, it's not that often. :)

I really enjoy my community here. I have lovely roommates and great friends at school. We have some routine things like dinner, aerobics and bible studies, but there are also the fun excursions to Bourbon Coffee (love their iced mochas!), or out to dinner.

Since I've been here, I've been able to travel east to Akagera, west to Kibuye, south to Butare, and this last weekend we made it north, past Gatuna into Uganda. Five teachers traveled to Lake Bunyonyi to take advantage of our four day weekend! (Four others also went, but we found it easier to go in smaller groups, and the others also extended their trip one night). We got in lots of R&R - much needed after a strong push through quarter 1 and Parent/Teacher conferences!

I almost didn't go to Uganda. Last week I was fighting allergies or a cold and after not sleeping and having a stuffy nose I didn't know if I was up for an 'adventure'. But the alarm went off at 4am on Friday and I found myself breathing well, so I decided not to miss this one. As we walked to school to catch our taxi I looked at the sky getting light and realized I had yet to see a sunrise here. Actually, I still haven't seen an actual sunrise as it's too cloudy to actually see the sun. But it was neat to see the colors change as day came. :)

We were blessed to have an uneventful trip north, and made it to the lake in about 3 hours. I didn't really know what I was getting myself into for the weekend, but I had a backpack with a change of clothes, some toiletries, and two books, so I figured it would be ok (this is not my normal attitude towards travel - I tend to be a bit of an over-planner. This is why I had to calm myself down and not get mad at Doug for giving a false sense of confidence that we actually had plans to get home… he became open about that when we arrived at the lake).

The lake is beautiful, and as we took a motorized boat across to the island we would be staying on, I couldn't help but smile and just take it all in. I love the wind, the hills, and the spray in my face! My favorite part of the ride over was seeing a bunch of kids running and playing on a hilltop nearby - what a cool place for a school!! I learned later that the resort we stayed at organizes free 'bus rides' for island kids to this school. By bus I mean hollowed out tree trunk canoes!

The resort, Byoona Amagara, opened in 2003. It currently has 3 geodomes, some cottages, and dormitories to rent. The owner/developer was there and I was able to chat with him a few times. I told him how I felt like this was the most luxurious camping experience I've had. He smiled and said "that's exactly what I was going for!" People have told him that he could bulldoze his current buildings and put up some fancy hotel-like condos and get hundreds of dollars a night (we paid about $12.50/night each), but he said he preferred this option because he likes the clients better ;) ha! Being missionary teachers, we sure appreciated this economical option. It was also neat to learn that many of the proceeds of this place go to educational programs in the community. If you're interested about this place, here's their web address: http://lakebunyonyi.net/index2.php?page=1

The food at this place was really good! It started to rain, then hail after we got there and the temperature dropped pretty fast. Seeing as most of us don't even have warm clothes here in Africa with us, we sure appreciated a dinner of hot chili, cheese chapatis (think african quesadilla), and hot chocolate for dessert! They also offered Ugandan tea for free every day - of which I took great advantage. Have I told you that I don't drink coffee much anymore? I know - crazy!

I got a lot of reading done this weekend. I read a Francine Rivers book given to me by my friend Kate just before I left. I had a hard time putting it down! It's a story based on the author's heritage, focusing on her grandmother and mother (specifically, their relationship). Her grandmother was born in Switzerland, and through various events ended up in California, living through WWI, the depression, and WWII. I personally enjoyed it because of my own family heritage, great-great-parents who came to America from Germany in the late 19th century, homesteading a farm in Wisconsin. The book gave me a lot of insight as to what life may have been like for my family during those years. For those of you interested, it's called "Her Mother's Hope".

The journey home ended up being fairly simple. The resort was able to arrange a ride for us back to the border ($5 each). As we went through immigration a man driving an electrician's van asked where we were going - when he heard Kigali, he offered to take us. (Those of you freaked out by this, its ok - this is kind of how transportation works here :) ) We paid about $5 each for a 1.5 hour ride back to the Kigali bus depot, where we got motos home. I have to say I'm pretty proud of myself for making it with my heavy backpack, purse, and holding my sweatshirt and water bottle! But I'm no where near as cool as Doug, who made it home on the moto with his guitar!

One thing I was quite aware of on the way home was how many times I had to say "I live in Kigali". It wasn't many times (as I crossed the border), but enough to cause me to hear myself. Honestly it is still a bit surreal. "I live in Africa." But the reality of it is, I do! Thank you all for your continued encouragement and prayers. As I live out each day of my adventure here, I know it is just a small part of the greater adventure called 'life'. It's going by fast, so I pray each day that I make the most of it!

Hope you are well! Please stay in touch and tell me of your life's adventures!