Thursday, August 4, 2011

To Market, To Market to buy.....

There are times when we wish there was a Costco or Walmart down the street from us. Shopping would be so much easier. As it is, we travel over pot-holed roads to town and shop at a "Super market" called Bam. They have much of what we need but are low on much of what we want. They don't carry much fresh produce because the open market is located down the block and over a few more blocks. We have to tread lightly around the garbage and don't breath too deeply because of the smell to buy such items as: carrots, potatoes, onions, tomatoes, green peppers and pineapples.
All of our vegetables, fruits and eggs have to be soaked in a clorox solution before we can think of eating them or we might end up with what they call 'runny tummy'.

Willie


In a previous blog it was mentioned that Willie, our gardener and part-time guard, cut the lawn on the two acre lot with a machete which would take him days and days of back breaking work. Some people from the mission office stopped by one day when he was hard at it and decided that they would make sure he got a push mower.
The day Terry put the lawnmower together and gave it to him to use, he spent the next four hours and mowed all but the bottom terrace. He has since figured out to leave the catcher for the clippings off...it slows him down.

Together Again

We are loving our mission in Uganda. The country is beautiful and the people have been so kind to us and are eager to learn of the Savior's restored church which we are happy to teach!!
One of the best highlights of our time here was when our children and grandson came for a (too) short visit. Families are meant to be together forever and we felt blessed to have them with us and to see the delight they felt as we traveled through Uganda. The sights and sounds were always interesting and even the long trips seemed shorter because there was always something to see.


Seeing each other for the first time in many months.


Here's the first of many wild beasts they saw in country. We have lots of these guys at the church building in Mbale.

On the hill overlooking the "source of the Nile".
We took a short boat ride to see the natural spring bubbling up into the outlet of Lake Victoria which 'they' say is the source of the Nile river. Then we hurried back to our friends home where Ben was ordained by his father to the office of a High Priest. It was an amazing and humbling experience and the main reason Ben came to Uganda.

Happy travelers on the way to Murchison Falls game park.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Red Letter Day in Busia


1 March 2011

Well, let’s see…where do I start? Ok, today was a red-letter day for us! We had been assigned
by the Mission President to go to Busia and look around for a place to meet and for a place for
the missionaries to live, when Busia is opened. On the way we stopped in Tororo to visit a
member of the church and drop off some Church magazines which had not yet been delivered
from Church Distribution, in Kampala.

Tororo is about 1 hour south from Mbale, over some pretty rough pot holed roads! But we
made it. Anyway Kris called him yesterday, and made arrangements to meet in Tororo. We
met and walked to his home, close to the clock-tower in town. His name is Jadwong, John. He
was baptized in July (?), 1998, and is an Elder. He is married to Jadwong, Mary Magdalene,
and they have 5 children. I asked him for his marriage date, and he said that was something
that needed to be done, so they could go to the temple. I assume that they were tribally married,
but am not sure. He does want to be married in the Church, so we are going to email him the
needed information so the process can begin. We will also send an announcement form to his
ward in Kampala, so it can be posted for 3 weeks; after which they can be properly married,
and then prepare for the temple! Anyway our visit was delightful, and a wonderful spirit was in
the home. We had prayer and administered the sacrament to his family. He gave us his tithing
to turn in to his ward, and to Bishop Babejo in Kololo. I think his records are there. I think he
used to be the Ward clerk. We gave him 4 copies of the Book of Mormon, some copies of the
21 question pamphlet, and some pass-along cards, so he could invite his friends to learn about
the Church. He said there was a man, who came to his insurance business who noticed his Book
of Mormon, and said that he had one also. John invited him over for a scripture study session,
but the man hasn’t yet come. It seems like John is not ashamed to talk about the church. He was
very very pleased that the first full-time missionaries had come into Tororo! He spoke as a man
of faith. He invited us back. He and his wife would be a good source in establishing the Church
in Tororo. We had some very good feelings about this man, this family and this city! Perhaps
the time is right to send missionaries to this location.

Busia is about 40 minutes past Tororo. There are bicycles everywhere!! We learned of, and
called Godfrey Ogutu, a member of the Jinja Mpumudde Branch. He was hard to understand,
but he sent us a text message that we should contact a Bwire, John, a non-member. So we called
him yesterday. Then we called him again today when we got to Busia. We met on the main
street. He was very excited to meet us. He has been taught a little bit of the gospel by Godfrey.
Two of Godrey’s children (who live in Busia, and are members of the church) walk two hours
each way to Kenya to attend church. Pretty faithful for being only age 15 and 14!!! John’s son,
Ronnie, is taking missionary lessons when he goes to church on Sunday in Kenya. John took us
to his home. Within 30 minutes there were 14 people (and us) in attendance!! Two members
of the Church, and 12 investigators! Four were school-aged children who temporarily got out
of school to attend this meeting, and the rest were adults. We taught the group for around an
hour. We covered subjects we felt needed to be covered, from the apostasy to the restoration; the resurrection; our love of Jesus Christ; the Book of Mormon, and living prophets. As we taught, the people would nod their heads in total agreement. There was not one negative comment! It was almost as if they had thought of these doctrines before! Next time, we will teach them the Doctrine of Christ. We gave out 7 copies of the Book of Mormon along with the 21-question

pamphlet. One of Godfrey’s sons, Stephen, who is 15 years old, is a Deacon, and would be the
presiding local leader until people are baptized and ordained. There was a beautiful, sweet spirit
there!! It was like the people were hungering for the truth! After the meeting, we were driving
home, when we decided to stop at a local Pentecostal church (which was close to John’s home),
and ask if he might know of the Pastor in Mukono, and his brother in Busia. The Pastor, Silas
Kenyi, a very wonderful and sweet man, who had his scriptures open on the table when we went
in to visit him, greeted us in his warm manner. We had a nice visit, and finally asked him about
his large church, and when they met on Sunday. He said they met from 8 am to 1:30. We then
asked if we could rent the facility from 2-5 or so. He said he will need to talk to the council of
Pastors of which he is the president, and find out the cost, etc. We did not promise anything yet,
but were investigating the possibilities. We exchanged emails and telephone numbers.
This city may be well prepared for the missionaries. John agreed to look for a place for the
missionaries to live, and also for a place to hold church. He even agreed to dig a hole for a
baptismal font in his yard!!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

The Devin Tree


We have had a good day working around the house. I made some Lion House dinner rolls to share on Monday night with the elders, got the laundry done and your dad worked on the computer doing many important things. We wanted to visit with a few people but were unable due to their unavailability so we ended up taking the white boards to the church, went shopping and dropped in on the Faith Radio station to let them know that we were still working on getting the go-ahead to do the program on Sunday mornings. The material we use has to be approved and free of copy right restrictions. Simon, the station manager, is just delightful and made us feel so welcome. He made the comment that he has been praying that we would be back and would do a program. Terry said, "Your prayers have been answered." Simon is a pastor of a Pentecostal church in Mbale and was thrilled that an open house would be held at our church (when it gets spruced up) on a Saturday so he could come.

Here are some more pictures of the Mbale home, the elders doing the dishes after Christmas dinner and our trip to Sipi Falls. The children accompanied us up and back down the mountain side and then of course, wanted to be paid for the guide service. The last picture is of us planting the 'Devin Tree' at the orphanage.




Note from Jenna: The pictures are so small because my dad must be reducing the size of the file to email them to me. We'll work something out so they can be bigger.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

skype

I don't know about you, but I love skype. And internet connection.
I called up the missionaries in Uganda tonight just to see if I could because they wrote an email earlier saying their internet was finally set up. YEA!!!
As we talked I took a few 'snapshots' with the skype camera.
When they showed me outside they pointed out their gardener mowing the lawn with a machete. I can't see him, but that's a pretty awesome gardener if you ask me. Doubles as security maybe?
That is the button to turn on the hot water for that bathroom. My dad was turning it on for the young elders to come over and shower since their water is off.

"Uganda is not boring." - Mom

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Christmas spaghetti dinner with the elders. Boy, can they eat!!
the Mbale home
The greeting that we received when we first drove up to the gate of our new abode. There were the four Mbale missionaries sitting on the wall to welcome us.
A typical scene on the roadways of how people are transported from place to place. They have to really hold on for dear life when going over the potholed roads.