Poor Jason is sick. I kind of am too, but I’m not as bad off as he is.. He has a fever, nausea, and body ache, along with cold symptoms. I think I am fighting the same germs because my throat is very sore and my body is weak. After the church meeting today I took a long nap on one of the stretchy beds they have. It was the best thing I could have done. Sometimes the best medicine is rest.
The church meeting:
We crammed into a truck this morning and literally drove through the bush to get to the church. We stopped at the edge of a dry sandy riverbed and walked the rest of the way. We were again greeted by a group of singing women, only that this time everyone on the team had been ushered into a little shade hut, and as I was still standing outside, the women continued singing for me. Every even t is treated very formally and so I was expected to make a formal greeting after they finished singing, which I did. I even said a few words in Dinka, which they really liked and got them all riled up. The church service began very ceremoniously. I think the follow Anglican or Episcopalian traditions. The pastors and mothers union were decked out in full robed uniform. I am talking about layer after layer of stuff in an already stifling environment. I asked Santino if he was hot. He said, “Yes. But it must be so.” Ha! Whatever dude. The pastor and director of the community was smarter. When asked why HE was not decked out he simply said, “I left my robes at home. It is too hot.” Smart, smart man.
Of the 781 people that were in attendance, about 25 or 30 of them were leaders of some sort, were ALL formally introduced, and ALL had something to say. Should I leave to your imagination how long the meeting was? Yep. It was long. Oh, it was such a blessing though! These people are filled with such deep insights of the Lord and His Word. God has done a mighty work here simply through his Word and Spirit without much foreign influence.
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