Monday, July 23, 2007


Fredrick -12, Andrew -7

Brett and I had the privilege of hosting some orphans from Uganda East Africa a few weeks ago, they were from the Watoto children's choir traveling across the US. I was delighted at the thought of having Ugandan children stay with me, without having to actually be in Uganda. I met them after work as they nervously stood outside my office wondering what kind of crazy Americans they were going to meet next. Francis-12, Andrew-7, and their host Fredrick- 26, politely shook my hand and introduced themselves in the most adorable accent. I already wanted to keep them! Although shy at first the boys opened up once they say we had an X-box with a soccer game. A once quite house became filled with the excitement of 2 young boys experiencing the joy of a remote control and a 55 inch TV playing their favorite sport.
The next day Brett took them swimming and to Focus on the Family for some play time at Whit's End. I unfortunately had to work, yuck, and was looking forward to the moment that I would get to go home and see them again. When I came home Andrew ran into my arms and said, " I am so glad you are home." That was probably one of the most cherished moments of my life. From then on Andrew was attached to me, wanting to always have a hug and follow me everywhere, he even helped me fry tortillas for our taco dinner.

We went to The MILL (college group) that evening for worship, since Fredrick was around our age. They all enjoyed it praising Jesus, dancing, and lifting their hands. At one point little Andrew, who had to sit next to me, poked me and said, "I just wanted to tell you that I love you." Awwwww my heart melted and the only response I had was to squeeze him and tell him that I loved him too. This boy had me, in only 2 days, it was as if he was trained.
I loved every moment with those boys, they brought a joy that is undeniable. I didn't have enough hugs to give them for all that they have missed out in life. Both orphaned at a young age from parents who had AIDS, they were not forgotten by Jesus. I am glad that they have Watoto, an organization that found them in need and brought them in, to a place where they find life again, life in Jesus.

The Watoto Choir did their last performance at our church on Sunday, after traveling for 6 months. We were able to see Francis, Andrew, and Fredrick a few weeks after their time with us, it was wonderful! I couldn't help but tear up as I watched and saw the joy in their hearts, and all of their talent. They sang, " I am not forgotten, God knows my name." Francis even had a dance routine with 3 other boys, he did great, I am so proud.

Oh, I can't forget to mention the mangos!! That is all they wanted to eat, Mangos! Forget, cookies, candy and ice cream and just buy mangos! I think they ate a total of 11 during their 3 days with us.

Andrew, Francis, and Fredrick, I will never forget you.

Video Game Time

My Andrew

Andrew, Fredrick, Francis, Jordan (my brother), Brett, Jenni


  1. Jenni, I am tearing up! That is so sweet.

  2. HOW STINKING AWESOME. i am reading a book called 28 stories of AIDS in africa. i have been wanting to go forever now back to africa. you just made the desire go deeper :) love you two!


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