The Same Power.

The same power that conquered the grave lives in me, lives in me

Your love that rescued the earth lives in me, lives in me. 

We sang this song (or maybe just a little refrain?) in church this morning. The Lord really blessed me as I meditated on the lyrics. I am feeling that power as I am over here, as I reflect on all the Lord has done and all that he continues to do. And I am realizing just how vast and immeasurable that power is; I was struck by the magnitude of that power. And I am realizing how much I have taken that power for granted. 

The Bible study started today (Don't Waste Your Life). We were divided into groups and the other leaders welcomed everyone and then just passed the ball off to me. They were like, "Okay, Katie's going to be in charge today!" And I had no idea that was the plan. But it went well. I am so amazed and blessed by the level of openness and community that these Ugandans exhibit. There were some tough questions that I asked today, and they kept talking until we ran out of time. We didn't even get through the whole lesson. As they shared, I was so encouraged, because they were just talking from their hearts, being honest about their struggles. Consequently, I felt like I knew them better, know how to pray for them better, and there is a level of honesty that I am not necessarily used to. ESPECIALLY when I've first met someone! There's a lot I can learn from that.

Then, I taught the "big kids" sunday school. That was rough, at least in the beginning. They were too cool for school. But I shared a little bit from 1 Thessalonians 4:3, and tried to relate it to them. I talked about how we know the will of God for our lives, it is our sanctification, and ways that practically looks in their lives. On the complete opposite side of things, it was brutal trying to get them to talk and have discussion. I was counting the seconds of silence. But I do have to give them some credit, they have no idea who I am. By the end of our time together, I had them talking and laughing, so they just had to be drawn out. Another answer to prayer (I prayed for that during the talking droughts :) ). 

Today for Sarah and I was USA day. We went to the mall and got our nails done :) and then we went to this cafe called New York Pizza and had Hot Dogs and orange pop. Hot Dogs here are nothing like hot dogs at home, however. Sarah and I were shocked. They basically are sausage. and they were about a foot long, and there were two of them on a piece of french bread. I mean, it was fine, just different. It made me get kinda pumped for the fourth of july, even though I won't be in Chicago this year :( But bring on the grill-outs, those are the best. 

We were going to try to watch You've Got Mail tonight, but we don't have the right hook ups for our VCR. Yep, VCR. But, the TV in the house is working now, so Sarah has Prison Break on. It's just home away from home here :).

I met a woman at church today, and her and her husband are missionaries with Touch the World. They do a lot of work in an orphanage, so I gave her my number so I can maybe hook up with her sometime this week and spend the day at the orphanage. Hopefully it will be a continual thing, and I can visit every week. And also, tomorrow I am going to Bethel Christian school (where Brian and Renee's kiddos go to school), and I am probably going to volunteer there Friday afternoons to help out with art projects. Pumped about those opportunities!