Wednesday, June 26, 2013

The Aftermath

After last night, everything seems back to normal. On the outside at least. Every time I walk past a trash pile (and there are many) I can’t help but scan each one…hoping I find nothing. Here at the Baby home, Emily would like to make a memorial for all the babies we’ve lost. My baby will be the first one. She wants me to name him if I can. So, I am looking through the Bible to find the most appropriate one. It may take a few days, but my little guy is worth it. I am so glad that he is dancing on streets of gold, jumping into his Father’s Arms, and singing praises to God right now. My first child. Taken from this world so quickly, but what better place for him to be? J

This morning before Eva went to school we were able to Skype Emily and Cindy in America. Emily is waiting on test results to come back Monday to get the go ahead to come back to Uganda. We are praying and hopeful. She seems confident J The only thing she really needs now is the funds to buy the plane ticket to get back to the Baby Home. She is greatly needed here.

There is a possibility of three children coming to join the Baby Home this Saturday. I am SO EXCITED J It is the baby I took to the hospital last week and his twin sister and older brother. God took one baby from me last night, but is adding three new ones to my life!!! What a blessing!  I went to visit them today. The baby girl clung to me. It made my heart glad! The older brother of age 3 screamed at the sight of me. Apparently he doesn’t like mzungas haha. We are waiting for the grandmother to come home on Saturday to give her consent to have the children cared for here. I am so ready to take care of more babies! The twins are malnourished but plump. They have not eaten in a few days so I don’t quite understand the mother’s apprehension other than the grandmother is who makes the money to provide for the children, so her consent is needed. So, Impatiently…I wait! Once these babies arrive at the orphanage/Baby home they will be able to be sponsored. I will put pictures up as soon as possible J Be in prayer and open to God’s voice as He may be calling you to sponsor one of these children. More details to follow later.

Mercy and I spent the rest of the morning in town with John. I needed to purchase a new bed and mattress and another baby mattress for the expected new comers. Some people mentioned last night’s incident. One lady told Mercy “She loves all the babies.” Yes, I do J I love all the babies and I want each of them to have a home…even if it’s in heaven with my sweet Jesus. After purchasing the bed and mattresses, we went to the supermarket to buy milk for the babies and organizers to get the clothes and such stored. Did I mention I LOVE to organize? J It was quite a sight to see as we had a three-motorcycle procession through town. One motorcycle had the bed frame, mattresses and organizers strapped to it (they are quite talented here in Uganda as far as what they can carry on a motorcycle; They call them boadas but I don’t know how to spell it so I say motorcycle). One was carrying me and John with a small grocery bag, and the other was carrying Mercy with two huge grocery bags. There was no way Mercy, John, the driver, three bags and I were gonna fit on one motorcycle lol. When we arrived at the home, two of the men carried the bed in and helped move the other one so we could fit them. One of the men told Mercy to tell me that “if I want to lay down, I call him and he will help me…” and on that note I paid them and sent them on their way. This mzunga will get in bed ALONE!

Speaking of beds, while waiting for the bed frame to be strapped down, I was offered another marriage proposal. I turned it down. Then I was asked if John was mine. “I wish.” Did I have any children of my own? “No J.” I am mature enough. Why do I not have any babies? “I’m not ready yet.” You are married? “…yes.” I couldn’t tell him the truth! Why you not have babies with him? “I will one day but not right now.” Where is your husband? “In America. He is this color (pointing to the man’s skin).” The men started laughing. I want a mzunga like you. I want to marry an American woman like your color. He wants me to bring some friends over for him. Any takers? There are plenty of men here to go around lol. It was quite an interesting conversation to say the least.

It has been a good day. Making Tacos tonight!! J Thank you for your prayers! I love you in Jesus’ name.

 

Blessings from Africa,
Nicole J

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