Today has been bittersweet. I was at the US Embassy this afternoon when the speakers came on and announced a moment of silence at 3:46pm--the local time here in Uganda when the first plane crashed into the North tower in New York City just 7 years ago. Can you believe it's been 7 years? I can remember exactly where I was and what I was doing that day VIVIDLY, as I am sure so very many of us can. And I don't want to forget.
Today I also received my son's Ugandan passport. This is where the sweetness comes in. I am elated that the immigration process of this whole thing took a mere 26 hours--God does things with purpose and for our good and how thankful I am that He would choose this day as "passport day" for our family to remember. I guess that may sound kind of odd being that it is such a painful day, but I don't want to overlook the painful experiences when looking back on them can help me recall and re-solidify in my heart God's faithfulness. I get to tell Adam about God's sovereignty in the midst of 9/11 and his sovereignty the same day, 7 years later when his passport arrived.
Tomorrow I see Nathan Flook at the US Embassy for our Visa interview. Typically it can take 24 hours for the Visa to be processed. Wouldn't that be awesome? I could have Adam's Visa in my hands come Monday, on a plane Tuesday, and back in California Wednesday. Wow.
Tomorrow Tom and I also head back to Jinja after a 6 day and night resbit in Mukono with the Hurleys. I have had Adam with me for a few of the days too which has been nice. It makes economical sense to stay with friends who live closer to Kampala than Jinja, especially when I have had to be in Kampala virtually every day this week. Tomorrow is back to Jinja though and it will be nice to see the Mamas once again. These women who care for the babies at the home are so sweet. I love talking with them and learning about Uganda from them. They have such happy hearts despite many personal difficulties and truly love these kids.
Adam loved talking to his big brothers and sister on the phone recently. He said all of their names. He has been telling me "no Auntie" lately when he doesn't like what I've said to do. He gets reprimanded which he deals with like a champ. It's not very often that a child cries and cries over something and after a resonable time and being told to "dry it up", actually does. Amazing!
Jay, I have been working with Adam and he can now growl like a lion. I thought you would like to know. He's really very good at it! We go though the whole animal kingdom practically and he can do many of the noises they make--after I demonstrate first of course. =)
I miss you my family and am so happy to know that I only have to go to the US Embassy here on out!!! I don't know if you caught the significance of that statement. The Embassy has the best bathroom in Uganda, straight up. I feel pampered when I enter actually. There is a toilet with get this... toilet paper, soap, and even those dispensing paper towels to dry your hands, oh and a trash can. It's the little things.
I love you babe!
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