We're home in Jinja! Pictures coming tomorrow.
For those of you who know Arielle and I personally, or even those who feel like they know us from reading our blog, you might know that we like a challenge. We love to be outside our comfort zone. Love to be put in situations that aren't all fun and games. Love to work hard. Love to try new things. Love to make a difference and help people in need. That was life in Sudan.
We spent most of our time caring for the youngest orphans. We would often care for all of them while the mamas cooked or washed laundry. We took them outside to sit on a straw mat in the shade and would sing songs and make them laugh while they played with the lined up jerry cans full of water from the boarhole or dumped sand all over their shaved heads. The babies would sit in a baby bathtub with blankets in it. They would fall asleep covered in flies with sweat dripping down their chubby little faces. We grew to love them quickly and fell right into their routine- working hard and helping the new mamas learn that babies and toddlers need LOTS of attention and affection. That they need to have a schedule and can't sit in their beds for too long. We showed the mamas how to work and stuff the Fuzzy Bunz diapers we brought for them (from Amani) and tried to show them that the children should be put into clean clothes after a bath or when they are dirty. During school with the older babies, we worked hard on discipline and manners along with fun and lessons. Again, trying to teach the mamas the importance of praising good behavior and dealing with bad behavior.
We enjoyed hanging out with the older kids, remembering when we were with them that even though we couldn't speak their language and had a hard time communicating, time together was special to them. They liked doing our hair and pushing on our skin so that when they lifted up their fingers they could see the imprint of their hands. Listening to them sing was amazing. It was the kind of sound that gives you chills all over your body. "Ha ha ha haaa halelujah, today is beaut-ee-full day. Let us enjoy the day. We ah hoppy indeed." We worked hard and were tired at the end of each day.
St. Bartholomew's doesn't have all of the conveniences of an orphanage located closer to a town or a city. There is not a steady supply of volunteers and toys coming in. Kids don't ever leave the compound for a trip to town and they learn at a young age that they don't need toys to have fun playing or treats to make a meal worthwhile. They make their own toys, using water bottles or wrappers. They play a game using mango seeds and moving them into different holes they dig in the dirt. They are happy to eat their beans and sorghum 2 times a day, each day of the week.
Life was different in Sudan. Different good. We met some of God's sweetest children, learned their lifestyle, and were challenged in some cool ways. We missed life in Jinja. Missed the Amani kids and knew things were going on without us. For the first time since being gone last year and this year we felt like we were ready to come home- home to the US. It was a strange feeling, one we hadn't felt yet. Maybe it was being secluded from the world or hitting a lull in our time. But God pulled us through. Being secluded, we spent time in the mornings doing a Bible study together and were able to spend some really quality time with God. Ashley and Jose, the 2 long-term volunteers that were there were great, especially in the faith aspect. Ashley reminded both of us about the importance of having solid Christian friends at home, who are still super fun. We love her!!! Jose was so smart about the Bible and always took time to answer our questions and discuss things with us. Plus he told us we were really tropical because we like tropical fruit...hahaha we loved him too! There was no computer or phone or going out to get street food, just learning more about God. It was awesome. Sometimes you need God to call you back to remind you how important that is, how important He is...He called us to Sudan for that.