It has been... well a couple of days (that I would usually throw this kind of effort into a week) kind of days..! We took in 6 staff on Monday and have been meeting, training and working together as a team to prepare things for this coming week; when we will receive those precious orphaned children in dire need of care. Some starving, some severly malnutritioned, some abused and living in houses used for prostitution... all desperate for hope, and in need of rescuing. As I sat with the staff yesterday in a meeting I was smiling inside my heart as we all laughed together and loved on each other. I thought to myself "We couldn't of chosen a better group of people to help these children in their brokenness". Really. A wonderful group of people from young girls and men to and old gentle umutama!.
Yesterday afternoon I went to town to buy some milk to prepare for our visitors coming over in the night for dinner. Our Swiss, Spanish friends along with one American girl who is new to the mountain wanted to take a night to catch up and just hang out. As I was driving home, I saw a group of Americans on the side of the road... Muramvya not having many foreigners at all (you know each and everyone of them!) I figure let me stop introduce myself and see if they need help with anything. I thought, why not invite them for dinner too! I asked "Do you have any plans tonight?" knowing of course they didn't.... nothing happens at night in the mountains! So there was about 11 of us, and we had such an awesome time together. Some building churches, others preschools, and others technical and carpentry schools. As the night came to an end, we each shared the best and worst experience we have ever had living and visiting 3rd world countries.
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One our friends shared how in November he was riding in a public bus at night and he was about 5 minutes from the city when they were stalled at a road block. Men entered the bus to rob the people, holding AK-47's to their heads and advised all the people to put their hands over their heads. They began beating the bus driver once they realized that he hadn't mentioned that there was a foreigner on the bus. (the foreigner resembling $)... They robbed the people and went on to the next bus which was some people from Tanzania. He heard shooting and believed that about 6 were killed. I asked "this surly was your worst experience... he said "no, this is just something to expect.. I won't drive in the night again!" Like anything, you have to use wisdom. In Burundi its AK-47's, but in other developed countries its pistols and other types of crime. It just reminds us to always be alert. We will keep you posted in the coming times, stay updated on the amazing things that God is doing at our TCOAC Blog http://www.thecriesofachild.blogspot.com/ ! Thanks for your love, support prayers. All our love...
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