Ugandan Trip Journal, May 7, 2013
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
After breakfast, Scott, Mike, W--, and I turned an extra bed into a couch and pulled out our laptop for viewing a couple episodes of Seinfeld. For a moment, life felt like we were in America again. :) Then we set out on a walk, with Mike's goal to see monkeys. We went past the same tree where Scott and I saw the monkeys before, and there they were, three of them showing off for the crazy people coming to see them. We continued walking farther than Scott and I had before, and ended up connecting up to the main "highway" we use to drive into the city. We were pretty sure we looked like some silly Americans as we hiked back along the highway to the turn off to the guest house, with "bota botas" (motorcycles) dodging around us as we went. We made it back to the house after our hour of meandering, with the men dripping sweat (they had taken turns carrying W--).
We returned to court at 2:30 for our court ruling. We waited in that same cheerless room as last week for couple hours, all of us feeling weary, but the children doing the best they could to play with each other, and the little "motorcars" we had with us. But how worth it it was when we were called back before the judge, and we heard him declare that W-- was now legally considered our child. My insides smiled. I carried that joy with me the rest of the day. W-- is now our child. We already knew it -- back from that first day we saw his picture -- but hearing the courts declaring it was a wonder. W--, now an official member of our family. Forever.
The icing on the cake, was playing with W-- before dinner. He'd bounce from his perch on the table into my arms, saying, "Momma! Ta ta!" (Luganda for 'daddy')
After breakfast, Scott, Mike, W--, and I turned an extra bed into a couch and pulled out our laptop for viewing a couple episodes of Seinfeld. For a moment, life felt like we were in America again. :) Then we set out on a walk, with Mike's goal to see monkeys. We went past the same tree where Scott and I saw the monkeys before, and there they were, three of them showing off for the crazy people coming to see them. We continued walking farther than Scott and I had before, and ended up connecting up to the main "highway" we use to drive into the city. We were pretty sure we looked like some silly Americans as we hiked back along the highway to the turn off to the guest house, with "bota botas" (motorcycles) dodging around us as we went. We made it back to the house after our hour of meandering, with the men dripping sweat (they had taken turns carrying W--).We returned to court at 2:30 for our court ruling. We waited in that same cheerless room as last week for couple hours, all of us feeling weary, but the children doing the best they could to play with each other, and the little "motorcars" we had with us. But how worth it it was when we were called back before the judge, and we heard him declare that W-- was now legally considered our child. My insides smiled. I carried that joy with me the rest of the day. W-- is now our child. We already knew it -- back from that first day we saw his picture -- but hearing the courts declaring it was a wonder. W--, now an official member of our family. Forever.
The icing on the cake, was playing with W-- before dinner. He'd bounce from his perch on the table into my arms, saying, "Momma! Ta ta!" (Luganda for 'daddy')
Galatians 4:3-7
When we were children, were in bondage under the elements of the world. But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons. And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, “Abba, Father!” Therefore you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son, then an heir of God through Christ.
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