Team Kampala has three new members… Frank, Ranja you’ve already met. Today you get to hear from Sarah, our latest fearless influencer….
With butterflies doing a lazy evening dance in my tummy I make my way through the hazy traffic trying to beat time. I have to be at Debonairs by 6:30 and this being my first trip to Kampala on a mizizi mission my tummy is doing triple and double jumps. I’m anxious.
6:30 clocks as I run across K Street – why oh why does it happen that on end month and being a Friday all Nairobians have their cars out on the streets? I manage to arrive just in time
The four mighty men of God are there (Summet, Sancho, Ranja and Frank) and after some chitchat and digging into some pizza we are back onto the streets for the quick trip down to River Road. All around us is human and matatu traffic but we make it to the Kampala coach terminus all safe and sound
On a side note I had a Paris Hilton moment right there: The four God’s soldiers were like body guards around me all that was missing were black suits and stunners. It felt remarkable and I was proud to be among these great men of God. By the way the new to be Kampala missionaries – be prepared for a fresher’s rite of passage and lots of banter…..
A thorough check up and we are in the bus for the 12hour long ride to Kampala, The journey was uneventful till the road check a few hours after the Kampala border, we had to get out from the bus as the UG police took a long inspection of every paper bag, bag, box and anything else that looked like something. It took a while and all the sleep we had evaded as we stood, stood and stood and shivered in the cold dark night
At around 7am we arrived at our gracious host Lydia’s (she is a darling; she made us feel so at home) quick shower and a sumptuous break fast and we were on our way to Centenary Park for the classes
Lets just say our God is an amazing God and He will always shock us the verse ‘no ear has heard, no eye has seen’… Came real
Kampala young adults are young, hippy fun youth who are even more image conscious than we are! This was evident in the flashy clad and cars. On a side note in the morning on our way to the host’s home we met a procession of big hot American rides (okay dudes what make were they?? Hehehhe that shows you I know nil about cars but honestly they were totally hot )
People turned up and with a hunger for God. We have some great people in the class… a popular talk show host, Makerere students, a Kora award nominee, a popular Dj, a big time music producer etc. Can you imagine what God can and will do through these guys fearlessly influencing society? Hundreds maybe thousands of lives will never be the same again!
The class was split into two and wasalalah didn’t God shock us again big time. People opened up and what we may have expected to happen in week four happened right there and then in week two. All the same the discussions were good and people didn’t want to leave we had to cut the discussions short albeit reluctantly. People bonded so much they were anxious to know what will happen after the class is over. We continued with after class bonding till late afternoon and overall had a good time.
Then it was back to our hosts where the original class was having their final session; found the class had just finished and it was time for pizza. More bonding with the new crew as we sang a fun short song led by a cool guy with an African-American Pentecostal church like voice it was good and it was fun!
In the evening after a leisurely walk in the hood we sat down for a more sumptuous meal of G-nut (groundnut) sauce, beef and matoke oohhh yummy yummy bites
There were laughs, good conversations and good food oooh and tall tales. Did you know spiders in Kampala hunt cats?? A really true story from Frank
All in all, to God be thanksgiving and praises and all the glory. He is hearing our prayers and it’s so humbling to be used by him
Let’s continue praying for Kampala and ask God for a big registration for the next few classes
God Bless
Sarah