One Day

The past two days have been GREAT days!! Emotional...tiring...long...inspirational..and LIFE CHANGING!!
I still don't know if I really understand what I saw in the market and slums. It isn't real to me...people do not live that way in my "real-life" book. I try to grasp it...and just don't understand...and never fully will.
We played cards here at the church when we didn't have readers or electricity with others at the church. Electricity is a rare thing here...we treasure it VERY much!! I dont know if I have already mentioned this, but this place is ALWAYS busy!! People here...coming and going....studying..playing...reading...eating...talking...just being together.
We have laughed a lot and we feel as if we have been here MANY days already...it's only day 4!
We now have mosquito nets to protect us during the night! They are fun to sleep under. Quite an experience!! And we LOVE it!
We have eaten some different food but also American style food. The other night we ordered Domino's pizza and it was actually delivered here!! That was a treat!
I am learning SEVERAL words in Luganda...and I speak them regularly to my readers...and they always laugh at me...because I never say it right! But it's fun to learn and practice!  
 -Boonga: "pound it"
-omowanla: "girl"
-omonlazi-"boy"
-amazi-"water"
-allionvoo: "banana"
-aleevay-"hair"
-ameso:"eyes"
-baloongee-"good"
-bambi:"please"
I am not really sure where I stand in all of this hurt and despair. I just ask..."Why"...Why do kids lay in the streets...Why do boys live alone and drink milk every day for lunch...Why are all these people hurting and needing something!? MANY of my readers are refugees. One has ran away from the congo...left everything to be away from the wars and attacks. He was here..alone in Kampala...until his brother escaped and found him here one day. He calls it his miracle!
Cade has a reader who has aids and is CERTAIN that God will make a cure one day for this! ALL these people trust in God more than I will EVER know!
The way these people pray...is AMAZING...their prayers are so sincere and begging Jesus...just to keep them safe...one more day.
We learn new things every day. Yesterday we learned that a stray cat...who is scared of people...are called "sluts"...Funny huh!?
Alex the other day asked what was for breakfast when it was carried out to our table..It was just scrambled eggs and bread...Alex thought maybe it was called something fancy so he asked the lady..."What is this called?" She looked at him funny and said..."Eggs and Bread?" hahaha! Oh silly Americans!:)
One thing I LOVE is seeing the women and men carrying things on their heads-Bananas...water jugs...bags...barrels...baskets...EVERYTHING! So neat!!!:)
Today...was the first time that I cried and just held a little boys hand.
He told me his story...his parents were killed on a motorcycle...he was then taken to live with aunt and uncle..who told him to go get something at the store...he left and came back and they were not there...they left him. He lived on the streets for two days until someone came to him and told him to come to the boys home. They took him there where he has lived for a year. The food is very sparingly there...and when you have food...the older kids say "I can take that...I have been here longer" and they take it...which means no food for that meal. They have one or two outfits..where they have to take them and wash them themselves...in a sewer area that makes them sick often...usually no shoes...education costs money...which they dont have...unless they steal things..and sell it...so they do not go to school...
His name is Lawerence..his is 13...and he got VERY close with me today..and we spent hours together today talking...him telling me his story...holding back tears...telling me how people kick him out of public places..calling him filth...and he would just shake his head and say...It's a bad life...a bad life...
We talked and talked and he finally began to say that his life is good...he just wish it was better..that life would be better...with a family..in their car...driving to the beach...eating donuts.
He told me if an American came and took him home he would say "OH YES! Thank you! I would LOVE to come with you and live with you!"
I cried...and I held his hand...and I told him that I would take him home in my bag with me if I could.
He said to me over and over..." One day...One day...Jesus will come and it will be nice...One day."
One day...I will be with all these precious people again...one day...
 Today was an emotional day for me...and I still sit here..and just start crying...It is NOT good here for these babies...It breaks my heart...
All I know to do is hold him...love him..and show him Jesus.
Pray for these people...
Pray for my heart...so that I can be strong with these people.
Love you ALL!!