In the morning I worked with two teenagers for a few hours on very basic computer skills, and was again reminded of the opportunities that we have because we were born in America that Ugandans don’t have. Yes, I am thankful for many things.
After the computer lessons, Jeff and I went into town for lunch at a cafe that specializes in American type food (we had Mexican food). It was an enjoyable time, both the change of food and in the time to slow down and enjoy each other’s company. After lunch I headed home on a boda (small motorcycle taxi) and Jeff stayed in town to complete some errands. We have a couple of extra rooms in our house that are used by pastors from out of town when they come to Gulu for training. Patrick from Lira has been staying with us. He had been feeling a little “off” in the morning, so he went to the doctor for tests. It turns out that he has Typhoid. Typhoid. The day before, our housekeeper had greeted us with the news that the reason that she hasn’t been feeling well is that she has malaria. We sent her back home to rest and for more medical treatment.
Yes, we knew that Thanksgiving would be different this year. And it was.
Rachel, Jonathan, and Jacob. |