Dear Family and Friends,
Merry Christmas from Uganda! We have officially finished our first Swahili “term,” concluding with a written exam this last Wednesday and then an oral exam on Thursday. Both were quite challenging but we felt like Jesus really helped. We will hear back today (Friday) at what level of language proficiency the examiners discerned we have reached and also what the language school recommends for our continued studies. Since we are moving to Arua in January (hopefully the 20th), we will probably set up some sort of tutoring program once we are there. There is a bit of curiosity to see how Jesus will unfold the next leg in our Swahili learning adventure but we both feel so thankful for His gracious kindness over these first few months. We are realizing how much more we have to learn but we celebrate how He has helped us so much. The “break” (although some of you know, language learning never really takes breaks) for Christmas will be refreshing but we’d ask you to keep Swahili in your prayers for us as we long for Jesus to use whatever we know for His African purposes.
This is our first Christmas away from home and family and that has been a new experience. There have been some sad moments but Jesus has been so faithful and the little (maybe even silly) things have become even more fun and too some degree more significant. This morning the Mayos, our field director’s family called and joyfully shared the splendid news that they had found their copy of “White Christmas.” We promptly figured out when we could have a showing and are already inviting the rest of the field. There is nothing magical about White Christmas, but we thank Jesus for His provision of such a silly movie that reminds us of previous Christmas memories with our families. We are discovering that memories are precious gifts.
One of the grandest blessings has been our Christmas tree. In previous years, we never had a Christmas tree in Jackson because we always left to be with family. While we did find them here in a few select stories, they were expensive and we weren’t sure we really “needed” one. Well, last Saturday while trying to Christmas shop for Joanna, I got stuck in traffic at the Jinga roundabout, a notorious Kampala site for traffic. While sitting, I happened to notice, as usually, there were guys all along the road hawking anything you can imagine, from cowboy hats, to security locks to Sunday shoes. One man caught my eye for he had of all things, a little scrawny Christmas tree. I started to blow him off with a laugh at how ridiculous Africa life is, when it dawned on me that we didn’t have a tree and might as well ask him what he wanted for it. Well sure enough, he was willing to barter and as traffic began to move, I pulled a long cardboard box in through the window, a little stamped Christmas tree plastered on the side. I wasn’t even convinced there was a tree in the box but thought it was worth the gamble. The next shop I visited happened to have some lights and by the time I got home, I was excited. Sure enough, there was a “real-live artificial” tree in there and to Joanna’s great delight the lights even worked! Needless to say, we never realized how special some of the little things add to the season. There is a growing subtle confidence that our Heavenly Father finds great joy in gift-giving…whether of Jesus for all of Uganda or of scrawny African Christmas trees to new missionaries away from home. Hallelujah! Praise God Forever! Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas from Uganda! We have officially finished our first Swahili “term,” concluding with a written exam this last Wednesday and then an oral exam on Thursday. Both were quite challenging but we felt like Jesus really helped. We will hear back today (Friday) at what level of language proficiency the examiners discerned we have reached and also what the language school recommends for our continued studies. Since we are moving to Arua in January (hopefully the 20th), we will probably set up some sort of tutoring program once we are there. There is a bit of curiosity to see how Jesus will unfold the next leg in our Swahili learning adventure but we both feel so thankful for His gracious kindness over these first few months. We are realizing how much more we have to learn but we celebrate how He has helped us so much. The “break” (although some of you know, language learning never really takes breaks) for Christmas will be refreshing but we’d ask you to keep Swahili in your prayers for us as we long for Jesus to use whatever we know for His African purposes.
This is our first Christmas away from home and family and that has been a new experience. There have been some sad moments but Jesus has been so faithful and the little (maybe even silly) things have become even more fun and too some degree more significant. This morning the Mayos, our field director’s family called and joyfully shared the splendid news that they had found their copy of “White Christmas.” We promptly figured out when we could have a showing and are already inviting the rest of the field. There is nothing magical about White Christmas, but we thank Jesus for His provision of such a silly movie that reminds us of previous Christmas memories with our families. We are discovering that memories are precious gifts.
One of the grandest blessings has been our Christmas tree. In previous years, we never had a Christmas tree in Jackson because we always left to be with family. While we did find them here in a few select stories, they were expensive and we weren’t sure we really “needed” one. Well, last Saturday while trying to Christmas shop for Joanna, I got stuck in traffic at the Jinga roundabout, a notorious Kampala site for traffic. While sitting, I happened to notice, as usually, there were guys all along the road hawking anything you can imagine, from cowboy hats, to security locks to Sunday shoes. One man caught my eye for he had of all things, a little scrawny Christmas tree. I started to blow him off with a laugh at how ridiculous Africa life is, when it dawned on me that we didn’t have a tree and might as well ask him what he wanted for it. Well sure enough, he was willing to barter and as traffic began to move, I pulled a long cardboard box in through the window, a little stamped Christmas tree plastered on the side. I wasn’t even convinced there was a tree in the box but thought it was worth the gamble. The next shop I visited happened to have some lights and by the time I got home, I was excited. Sure enough, there was a “real-live artificial” tree in there and to Joanna’s great delight the lights even worked! Needless to say, we never realized how special some of the little things add to the season. There is a growing subtle confidence that our Heavenly Father finds great joy in gift-giving…whether of Jesus for all of Uganda or of scrawny African Christmas trees to new missionaries away from home. Hallelujah! Praise God Forever! Merry Christmas!









