tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42848499686547496192024-02-06T22:20:11.222-08:00Light Gives Heatlizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-91615387811477390272010-08-13T09:22:00.000-07:002010-08-13T10:06:44.660-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7vhmnYNdkllU5dhECmTtndmo4v067ZLxwk8_p6IebXeSxjxhTWot5S53JH1ImPmpf9WCPqRAeZJIJi2HRT9mJqAUiX1ZDLYJZk8wsVLepUuLwdcCQ4K9SnC8n_Z9Ry1nCh7Rf_94rvqd/s1600/IMG_3572.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht7vhmnYNdkllU5dhECmTtndmo4v067ZLxwk8_p6IebXeSxjxhTWot5S53JH1ImPmpf9WCPqRAeZJIJi2HRT9mJqAUiX1ZDLYJZk8wsVLepUuLwdcCQ4K9SnC8n_Z9Ry1nCh7Rf_94rvqd/s320/IMG_3572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504940842622618866" border="0" /></a>^passion fruit! yummm!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQ5RPAjhzoZO53KbJ0g3vqwXjjbHSmwAC53HBEN_kdNYhxpOOYtJ4fX9Fxwts4Im6CRpjPQvzo4QycT4ZOLHk-NwQH-S6sjwD28ZadfF_Jx31LFyErNnegij5jDISBn5deAmYrLprib8-/s1600/IMG_3622.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQ5RPAjhzoZO53KbJ0g3vqwXjjbHSmwAC53HBEN_kdNYhxpOOYtJ4fX9Fxwts4Im6CRpjPQvzo4QycT4ZOLHk-NwQH-S6sjwD28ZadfF_Jx31LFyErNnegij5jDISBn5deAmYrLprib8-/s320/IMG_3622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504940832382555362" border="0" /></a>^breakfast club in walukaba<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuAWK4QBQ3xWmRVfegxtMYmhOW3Ds0r_a69qdFQWrD8QbYiwKpJqb8rZRQFnDfMvjQ8j4wXnlLZWCsjFdpqHmuf1nYNaD14DCb8cwRmXs_j84YS-Ay4ZH0HhBRd_G3BWdYdrRQvrs2JFy/s1600/IMG_3592.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBuAWK4QBQ3xWmRVfegxtMYmhOW3Ds0r_a69qdFQWrD8QbYiwKpJqb8rZRQFnDfMvjQ8j4wXnlLZWCsjFdpqHmuf1nYNaD14DCb8cwRmXs_j84YS-Ay4ZH0HhBRd_G3BWdYdrRQvrs2JFy/s320/IMG_3592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504940825919271074" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">This is my prayer,</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">this is my song:</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">"In the quiet, in the stillness</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">I know that You are God</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">In the secret of Your presence</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">I know there I am restored</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">When You call I won't refuse</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">Each new day again I'll choose</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">In the chaos, in confusion</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">I know You're sovereign still</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">In the moment of my weakness</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">You give me grace to do Your will</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">So when You call I won't delay</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">This my song through all my days</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">There is no one else for me</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">None but Jesus</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">Crucified to set me free</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">Now I live to bring Him praise</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">All my delight is in You, Lord</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">All of my hope, all of my strength</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;">All my delight is in You, Lord, forevermore"<br /><br />One week from today I will be leaving Jinja. I can not even begin to believe that my time here is almost over (for this trip/time at least. haha) I have learned, experienced, seen SO much!<br /><br /><br /></span></span>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-75737494769121502812010-08-06T11:48:00.000-07:002010-08-06T12:48:44.362-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">We just walked into town with a canopy of stars hanging over us. It is beautiful!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">so the last few days or so have be just filled with learning, excitement, relaxation, beauty.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">"KAMPALA, KAMPALA"</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">ha. a few of us went to Kampala last week! it was maddness! we started off our trip at a lovely coffee shop (my favorite of course). The name of the place was "good African coffee"..and it sure was good. Then we wondered over to the massive market. There was no stopping once you were in the market...literally. You HAVE to keep walking because there are SO many people! however, our stroll (more like run) through the market was cut short by a massive downpour of rain! after the rain we strolled more and grabbed some grub! on the way home...i tried the famous chicken on a stick...from the side of the road. To get it, you pull your car off to the side of the road at stop (likes), and people RUSH up to your car and shove food into the windows to try to get you to buy their food! after some yelling and barganing, we purchased our chicken. Well, it literally is just peices of grilled chicken...on a stick. and it was delicious. ha. perfect.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">saturday we had a partaaay! 100 women, dancing, and food. yes. everytime the women dance, i am captivated. i love it!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">sunday the newest volunteer came into town...and to sum up our friendship...every single person thinks we have been life long friends or sisters. they cant believe we just met.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">Early in the week we went to a village nearby where a lady is running an non profit for malnurished kids in the area. She seves kids food every Tue and Thur and we helped serve kids for literally two hours non-stop. They said that over 900 kids came through the line! It was unlike anything I have ever seen or experienced.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">this week we have done a few house visits, errands, and classes. On Wed i took a trip up to a place called bujagali which is about a 15/20 min boda ride to get coins for some of our newest necklaces. Well, the road to and from jinja is a long and dusty road...and by the end of my trip i was completely ORANGE! no joke. my face was the shade of the orange/redish african dirt!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">All i know is that when i walk down the street, i feel at home. When i hear the women's laughter, i never want to leave the room. When i am covered in red dirt, i could care less.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia;">God has continually been revealing himself to me in wonderful ways! of course its been nothing like i expected! i think God likes to work that way. I also think i will be processing this experience for a LONG time. Jesus is AMAZING. and the JOY that these women express is undeniably from Him. I see Him in the smiles, the laughter, the stillness, the bustling, the hardships, the scenery, the kids, the motion of everyday life. My mom recently sent me an email that was an exerpt from a book. It said, "we were made by God and for God, and until you figure that out, life isn't going to make sense." He is a WONDERFUL artist. in every way. </span></span>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-69613686282350323622010-07-27T01:56:00.000-07:002010-07-27T02:10:24.820-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkBDVG6roVvWqKBJU5c84xopqpoJROU_PA75JwEv_lUNJSGwf9PVe2SH_8XoKbFes6d7QZvlBv7sxgTLEXfLAcI4KlM4o3blXUu2CdJj8j7XCxkBbS2WVHVvdp2yFxkF2S18GT_BRkgTl/s1600/IMG_2720.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498510687723939634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxkBDVG6roVvWqKBJU5c84xopqpoJROU_PA75JwEv_lUNJSGwf9PVe2SH_8XoKbFes6d7QZvlBv7sxgTLEXfLAcI4KlM4o3blXUu2CdJj8j7XCxkBbS2WVHVvdp2yFxkF2S18GT_BRkgTl/s320/IMG_2720.JPG" /></a><br /><div><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Joy. What defines joy? </span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;">I have an entirely new perspective on what joy is and means now. The people here are beyond joyful all the time, and yet it makes me wonder.. if we lived their lives, would we be that joyful?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span></span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;">After getting lost in the village of Walukaba and roaming around for an hour and a half, I found the little home of a suubi women. She told me parts of her story, and the whole time I was in disbelief that she had gone through so much. And the most amazing part of it all, was at the end she said, “it’s okay that this all happened, because God is in control and He is my hope.”</span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Wow.</span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Would I say that?</span> </span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">"you thrill me, Lord, with all you have done to me! I sing for JOY because of what you have done. O Lord what great works you do. And how deep are your thoughts"</span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">-psalm 92:4-5</span></p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"></p></div>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-16191831812921966292010-07-21T02:06:00.000-07:002010-07-21T02:28:04.171-07:00<div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGN6AYGR32-gE5Ta7bOe-Ny-qZo7BQM_WS1t6bEEEZ-QU8a-WxwKADtw4HsDRGNKpuE169AyHDC48VTaT1VwxEA-72jr5WWKK6DaKmIUd9YrDFxqnFTCC2Ao-j-dcXuURnWp7AVbAGw0O/s1600/IMG_2788.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496285736665220962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGN6AYGR32-gE5Ta7bOe-Ny-qZo7BQM_WS1t6bEEEZ-QU8a-WxwKADtw4HsDRGNKpuE169AyHDC48VTaT1VwxEA-72jr5WWKK6DaKmIUd9YrDFxqnFTCC2Ao-j-dcXuURnWp7AVbAGw0O/s320/IMG_2788.JPG" /></a> >><span style="font-family:georgia;">dancing.</span><br /><br /><br /><div><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Im finding myself lost for words. I don’t know how to process all that I am experiencing….maybe im not even processing at all. I don’t know. </span></p><br /><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">I do know that I love seeing God’s face in all of the beautiful people here. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">So instead of trying to muster up some profound thoughts, I am going to describe some of my everyday experiences. Here we go. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Transportation- to get anywhere really there are two, maybe three, options. 1. Walking, or here “footing”. 2. Bodas, which are motorcycles. So you wave them down, usually argue about how much money you are going to pay, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"></span>jump on the back, and then after a breezy (and dirty) ride you arrive at the destination. 3. Matatu. This is their taxi cab-ish. It’s a large white bus that crams as many people into it as possible. These are usually just for going to Kampala or remote locations. I had my first matatu ride the other day…lets just say I was a little scared for my life haha.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Talking- most people speak English, however in town they also usually speak lugandan, and then the women of suubi mostly speak luo. I’m sloooowly catching on to some of the common phrases and words, however most of the time I find myself very very confused. They also switch up some of the English words. For example, “smart” means fashionable, or looking nice. So you would say to someone dressed pretty, “you are looking very smart”. “wise” means smart. Also, “stubborn” means both stubborn and funny. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Lines, restaurants, etc.- everything here is on slow-mo. It takes forever and ever to do anything. There is no such thing as fast food, only an hour wait. Being late, slow, etc is excused by saying “its African time”. I am definitely learning the beauty of patience, and slowing down.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Greetings- while you are slowly walking down the street, everyone greets eachother. Everyone.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Scenery- is beautiful. One of our friends recently took sarah and I up to his families land about 15 min away from town. The plot of land is nestled down a long red dirt road, and right down a hill snakes the Nile river. Everything is green, red, and blue. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:85%;">Littering- I don’t think there is such a thing. It is totally acceptable to throw trash on the ground anywhere.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Piles of trash are fo<img class="gl_size" border="0" alt="Font size" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" />und on the corners of streets or piles in villages, and then just burned.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Someone once told me that jinja is like a black hole….one you come, you will always get sucked back in. I am beginning to see the truth in that.</span> </span></p></div></div></div>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-26784041582282347182010-07-17T03:37:00.000-07:002010-07-17T03:47:52.476-07:00learning and growing.<p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">This has all been a whirlwind. Every day I experience something new, something unexpected, something wonderful. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">On the downside.. Bombings, broken computers, and sickness. Oh my.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Last week, during the world cup soccer (or shall I say, “football”) game, there was three bombs that went off in Kampala. The group that sent the bombs claimed responsibility and are saying that they are going to continue to attack Uganda.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So prayer for safety and Uganda. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Last week as well, my computer broke. Ok well not completely broken, but broken while in Uganda. However, after a few complaints, I have realized God’s provision through even this dumb situation with my computer. I met a family that just moved into Jinja and opened a restaurant and a computer technology center. The husband, Johnny is a trained computer technician, so he helped me get all my files off my computer, gave me CS4, and basically offered every skill he had. He and his family completely revealed Christ to me with all of their open arms. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Sickness..ew. but I guess I can mark “get a stomach bug” off my list of things to do in Uganda. Lets just say Tuesday was a very boring day in bed.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Ok, enough with the downers. On the upside, God is GOOD! All the time. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">On wed, I taught my first English class. And of course the art major taught colors! After learning the english/luo words for all the colors, we played a game with the women. They divided into two groups and one from each group was given a bag with a colored marker in it. At the count of three, the lady had to grab the maker from their bag and shout out the color in english as fast as they could. It was SO fun! Gosh, who knew a simple game like that would bring about so much laughter! = )</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Later in the week we went and visited Lillian, the translator at suubi, yesterday. She has two beautiful and FUNNY kids. We ate a delicious African meal and then we took a trek down to the Nile River. The walk was so so so beautiful. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">Today, I experienced my FIRST suubi /acholi traditional dance! I got so many pictures and videos…don’t worry. However, I don’t think anything will be able to do the dance justice. It was amazing. The women are beyond joyful and completely in their element! Drums. Singing. Dancing. Laughing. Perfect.</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">God is revealing himself to me in a completely different way than I expected. He is showing himself to me through the quiet, the stillness, and the smiles. I don’t want a moment to go by too fast. I want to hold onto every second and learn all that God has for me here. </span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;">And here are three random facts:</span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"><span style="mso-list: Ignore">1.<span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"> </span></span></span>I am constantly a shade of red…due to the red dirt.</span></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"><span style="mso-list: Ignore">2.<span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"> </span></span></span>It is extremely hard<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>for Ugandans to pronounce the name “liz”</span></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; TEXT-INDENT: -0.25in; MARGIN: 0in 0in 10pt 0.5in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1" class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin"><span style="mso-list: Ignore">3.<span style="FONT: 7pt 'Times New Roman'"> </span></span></span>Ugandans can eat dinner in complete and utter darkness.</span></span></p>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-69792453306223090832010-07-08T09:15:00.000-07:002010-07-08T10:04:53.167-07:00beauty.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia; ">pictures finally! = )</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm_OM6vq-Iw7VNxC_p6qVcd9kubrCTuIdWRxGmFyJEZF7W_yKUZ-qHW9B0UvyjRJOXwPJzZKC-0tYOlQ5Imjx21wbjV1HE00jpvSDAQBD936CDjoKRu0MiQJqR71Lk30HKrWW3V0pI3lJ8/s1600/IMG_2550.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm_OM6vq-Iw7VNxC_p6qVcd9kubrCTuIdWRxGmFyJEZF7W_yKUZ-qHW9B0UvyjRJOXwPJzZKC-0tYOlQ5Imjx21wbjV1HE00jpvSDAQBD936CDjoKRu0MiQJqR71Lk30HKrWW3V0pI3lJ8/s320/IMG_2550.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491582391177323618" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoK7pUmCIpvZg78uziBzexJEpxaKZ3da1hvXU-RunkQo7__QmgR4-wCx_lY5D_X-s6_4_Ph7nWMVHzOpqEJ0WhOEz5xuAerQEBUpzHn8HM2JLGmkm9xWtlZflJGQfGOWyE5U1k36SdEmY8/s1600/IMG_2312.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoK7pUmCIpvZg78uziBzexJEpxaKZ3da1hvXU-RunkQo7__QmgR4-wCx_lY5D_X-s6_4_Ph7nWMVHzOpqEJ0WhOEz5xuAerQEBUpzHn8HM2JLGmkm9xWtlZflJGQfGOWyE5U1k36SdEmY8/s320/IMG_2312.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491582383343591010" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSNluxxMbxZQFC06T96MtVmu1P3uu_ZSbxqDMQ5SSVrUpAUAomlE6QRp09HnTNGQNmZFbykVFORi3TBRFlb-4wFj3X-Z8tcLAclN90xXIwmjEztXnFGOWixsD-8Zhs6jNUrZTvWMtulMyz/s1600/IMG_2524.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSNluxxMbxZQFC06T96MtVmu1P3uu_ZSbxqDMQ5SSVrUpAUAomlE6QRp09HnTNGQNmZFbykVFORi3TBRFlb-4wFj3X-Z8tcLAclN90xXIwmjEztXnFGOWixsD-8Zhs6jNUrZTvWMtulMyz/s320/IMG_2524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491577840679075698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhT331hM1cQcmjNb9l0N1QYn60LB6mKE-vLeGkGVBkv0gFj0M7G_PZOtskyJzfWMaxpQ8xu7jkVcN1U1HGoqLmoIbIcndmzxaPtayHt74SH6CTJNJynCgxRA-vbAhDQKXYfmanLnSJ72U/s1600/IMG_2446.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifhT331hM1cQcmjNb9l0N1QYn60LB6mKE-vLeGkGVBkv0gFj0M7G_PZOtskyJzfWMaxpQ8xu7jkVcN1U1HGoqLmoIbIcndmzxaPtayHt74SH6CTJNJynCgxRA-vbAhDQKXYfmanLnSJ72U/s320/IMG_2446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491577816444577202" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">}} denida village!, and where suubi building is!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZh3OT6gLPlOBZniUuB2hcNEWz4e1NBr4OvgiPyRkN2FSkr8oe4BQvVeWdpeelblg2-SFffa5206vjdw0hHNa0g9hsNpVjs6zc9GfXb0LaNFRrzSg4MW9EQ04WmdKYXl76_3r9V7O6Fod/s1600/IMG_2464.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZh3OT6gLPlOBZniUuB2hcNEWz4e1NBr4OvgiPyRkN2FSkr8oe4BQvVeWdpeelblg2-SFffa5206vjdw0hHNa0g9hsNpVjs6zc9GfXb0LaNFRrzSg4MW9EQ04WmdKYXl76_3r9V7O6Fod/s320/IMG_2464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491577807343507090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq1VE9PBBBD2oLwTtPpczOlO_NLmFCvJwiJpVDzfGab16Hd2MwVYWEw3mfbN5Wf00nB4280hNxwgmE2Dxzq2l6MIUpTS_WJ8CIa7a6uit_M5ciqlsfJJrTJ6XAzTCJYY1GqSmJfNOlyZxS/s1600/IMG_2370.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq1VE9PBBBD2oLwTtPpczOlO_NLmFCvJwiJpVDzfGab16Hd2MwVYWEw3mfbN5Wf00nB4280hNxwgmE2Dxzq2l6MIUpTS_WJ8CIa7a6uit_M5ciqlsfJJrTJ6XAzTCJYY1GqSmJfNOlyZxS/s320/IMG_2370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491577749708197522" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">}} we went boating down the nile river..here is the spot of the "source"!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy60YjboGMt960TG3P25g03hT0lhRxNvQ3wWeQkUD-gvFlIIi8t1h2NbYrOlI3Yg9nxgoLqrjpOvCcksSgEHzQCnDyNkql98ehLb_h9kAz6qHqnr5REpwbv0XDiLuYJGwEjgAgkN_AToWn/s1600/IMG_2563.JPG"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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I'm learning, growing and being stretched! </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">gosh, its just such a blessing to be here! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-29527044804950308142010-07-06T06:34:00.000-07:002010-07-07T04:11:12.382-07:00joy.<!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">everyday my eyes are opened a little wider, </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and my heart is tugged at a little harder.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It is all so overwhelming, yet I am so overjoyed.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We visited the suubi women in denida village yesterday for our Monday beading class. The womens smiles, laughter, joy…and the personalities! oh, they are so fun!</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Today we went to the village for quite a few hours and visited some of the women. Sarah and I helped them make their food, which consisted of posho, greens, and grinded nuts. To sum up the food..interesting. haha it will def. take a little getting used to, but really, not too bad. After eating, the women taught me to string and varnish the beads.. learning from the pros! = )</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Talking to the women and hearing their stories, helping them cook, sitting with them, and just experiencing life with them is truly amazing. Life is simple. and beautiful. </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I heard this quote the other day that said, “we live in a world drenched in God. His fingerprints are all over.”</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">this is becoming so real to me. I am seeing and experiencing God’s people, creation, and fingerprints in a completely new way.</span></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-72487725957625520522010-07-02T01:31:00.000-07:002010-07-03T04:57:14.662-07:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">IM HERE! day 3 in progress. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">everything is going great! its just so much to process. my mind keeps spinning and spinning. haha. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">the first day we drove to jinja, which was about two hours away. We went through kampala, (which was madness!!), some rain forests, tea fields, and then drove over the supposed source of the nile river into Jinja. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">It's really beautiful here. we live about a 10 min. walk away from the downtown. The house is great! and its right across from a school, so we always hear kids, bells, even drums and dancing (which we went and watched!). As you walk into town, you kinda go down a hill(ish), and lake victoria is the view (which is right behind the town/market)!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I went into the market once, but we are going later today again (so more details of that later), went into the village where suubi is, went to the gym haha, walked all around town, went to epoh, walked across a water pipe, and kinda just other little random things.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">At suubi one of the ladies taught me how to roll the paper into the bead. I picked it up pretty quickly and she just kept saying "OH, OH, such a fast learner! so good! such a fast learner." </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">that day at suubi was the english class day as well, and i'm pretty sure i was their entertainment for the day! haha. they wrote the luo word, and then the english word next to it. well, they kept pointing at the luo word and asking me to try to say it. needless to say, i butchered every word. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">God is already teaching me and showing me so much. it's beautiful. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">I was reading a book the other night, and it said "he did not look at Christ through his circumstances; rather, he looked at his circumstances through Christ." This is my prayer. That my eyes would be completely fixed on Christ to see and experience everything through Him.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">anywho, more to tell later. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyZp2CbAYahl0VDRqe3fHjCvNRLh3qMCtesFR5noq0_GRK-AcJNwjyhygPNGAv9U1IUT49M-V0FNSxGdXDxRA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div><object id="BLOG_video-FAILED" class="BLOG_video_class" width="320" height="266" contentid="FAILED"></object><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">there are supposed to be some videos posted, but the internet doesn't like me here! = ) so if they dont work i will def. try again later!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">peace.</span></span></div>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4284849968654749619.post-20262806437050247942010-06-24T12:26:00.000-07:002010-06-26T19:27:50.318-07:00sayyy whaaat?? 2 days!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I can't believe it's here.</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I'm leaving for Jinja, Uganda in 2 days! Crazy! Heres the thing: I will be working with Light Gives Heat (check 'em out at lightgivesheat.org), and to be honest I have no idea what to expect. But I DO know that I am so excited for the unexpected.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I am His.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I'm ready to meet God in a completely new way! and to love on the women and families over there. So I pray:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"that the light of Christ might be seen today, in our acts of love and our deeds of faith. Cause our faith to rise, cause our eyes to see, your majestic love and authority."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">oh. and be sure to check out LGH's lil' movie trailer for their documentary (which gives a glimpse of LGH and the people they love) at::</span></span></div><div><a href="http://movingonmovie.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">MOVING ON :: Love is winning.</span></span></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><br /></span></i></span></div></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> </span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GhbiHnOSaKDdJgDiVRMKWObi-wRj3XZ43s9THy0Jmx6fNxAaCmJGdy45FNiFS6zy_iRxPVFu1HcdDupJd6YToEINBPFPHrlN6Xz6dubABevn6wTRk5ebXC-IeHJ1O_GznljfRUPGmJIp/s1600/jinga_uganda_map.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GhbiHnOSaKDdJgDiVRMKWObi-wRj3XZ43s9THy0Jmx6fNxAaCmJGdy45FNiFS6zy_iRxPVFu1HcdDupJd6YToEINBPFPHrlN6Xz6dubABevn6wTRk5ebXC-IeHJ1O_GznljfRUPGmJIp/s320/jinga_uganda_map.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486927126795457762" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span><div><div><br /></div></div>lizmarchettahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06423708099630283624noreply@blogger.com1