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Here are some photos of life lately since we have been back in Uganda for the last 2 weeks - after going home for a quick trip to celebrate the wedding of friends, Ben and Kate. 


A burial we attended last Monday for the sister of Ike's friend - this was our first time attending a burial here.
 Crossing a river to get to the burial...
 With about 500+ Ugandans

 Some of our younger friends with their new backpacks (provided by my sweet friend in the US) - a few of them are returning to school after not being able to attend for a few terms due to financial lack.

 A mom with her twin 10 month olds - both walking quite well for their age, the girl on the right is enrolled in the nutrition program, the boy on the left is not (can you tell the size difference in the cheeks?)
 Giving school hair cuts... the kids asked for money to go get haircuits and I happily said I'll give you one myself! It's hard to mess up a shaving a head right? (I didn't leave the mohawk if you were wondering)

 Ike and I finished up literacy testing at a nearby school that will be used for control data - Ike is above with Clovis and a student. Our teammates coordinated with Read for Life in Gulu and funded a teacher training to gain skills in teaching English. Another training will occur in January for more schools/teachers and this school will be included then.

This week Ike employed a few friends to clean and paint the church on/near the mission - it is not finished yet (they're adding a black "skirt") but it looks AMAZING already! 
Today they are having pork for lunch to celebrate their progress (and just for fun).


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  1. Love all the updates and pictures. The church looks beautiful. Praying for continued success and fulfillment of God's plans for you both. Margaret Arbogast

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