Very Very Hot Sudan
Greetings from a very, very HOT Sudan – or what I lovingly call “the face of the sun!”
It has been 2.5 weeks since I arrived here. Although it is the same place that I lived all of last year many things are different now. It is the dry season – in full swing, all of the plants look like they have either died or been dusted with red dirt. I enjoy that my clothes dry quickly and after I shower it feels like a warm blanket is being wrapped around me, and the nights are still cool. I don’t enjoy that I sweat ALL of the time though, it is hot and I think I forgot worn-out you can become from being in the sun a lot.
When I arrived back in Sudan I taught the women for the first week and this week I began with the women and the children. It has been so fun seeing everyone especially the kids again. The way that they would greet me was more than I deserve. Last week I went to visit the home of 6 of my students, when they saw me they started talking, then as I walked closer to their home and started to move a little quicker, they came running and this little boy named Manuel just wrapped his arms around my waist! It has been so good seeing all of them. There are currently 2 other teachers who may be helping me, but only one helped this week, so it was overwhelming, on Thursday I had 84 kids. Some of the students are new, which is hard in ways because I feel like I have
to start from scratch.
I am living with the nurse Rose, who is Sudanese and my age, we were together in the BIG tukul all of last year. I really enjoy living with her. This is kind of a short email, but I really wanted to write and ask you to pray. I am doing well here, but it is difficult being without Liz, I miss her even more than I imagined I would. I know that the Lord has called me here for this time. Please know that your prayers are invaluable and I am so grateful for them. Please pray –
For the school, it’s continuation, and working with these new teachers
For the Mundu community
For me to really seek the Lord when I am struggling in Goli, really go to the Word
It is crazy how I am forced to go to the Lord, where I should go in the first place! He tells us to “Come to Me” yet so often I go
anywhere but him, now I have nowhere else to go, and I should be rejoicing in that, because finally I will go to the only ONE who truly has all that I could ever want and need and the ONE who will never disappoint.
In His Grip,
I hope and pray that you are all well and I thank you again for your
support in this.