Uganda Christmas Question

Okay, so this Christmas season is not all I had hoped for.  Why am I surprised?  I’ve lived in Uganda a very long time.  I know there is and never will be the traditional Christmas clues.  No Christmas carolers, no snow, no hot chocolate before a cozy fire.  No gifts under the tree, no Christmas morning.  I’m like Charlie Brown, I always feel just a little disappointed.

I know all this very well.  Just like I knew there would be no turkey and pumpkin pie for Thanksgiving, no hotdogs or fireworks on the Fourth of July and no extra traffic on Labor Day weekend.  It’s just the way things are. It’s called living in another country.  So why am I doing this to myself again this year?

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A Drop in the Bucket

Sometimes it feels that missionary work is like trying to empty the ocean with a teaspoon.  There are so many needs around with no end in sight.

I like to think of each drop of kindness as having a rippling effect that touches many other lives.  I’m not one for cheesy Halmark card theology but I also believe we are not equipped to judge the eternal significance of what we do.

Take Annette for example. 

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Join the Crowd

Petero is a gift from God to me.  A breath of fresh air in this weary world.

When I struggle with understanding and interacting with others, Petero is easy as pie.  Don’t get me wrong, we don’t speak the same language.  And even if we did, Petero is so hard of hearing he mumbles, because in his head it sounds like he’s shouting.

We have many people living with us that cause me no end of headaches, but Petero makes me

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