Lifestyle of Wandering: Reflections of a Wanderer

Home Sweet Home! It’s a fixer-upper with numerous areas of improvement needed, but it’s mine!

So, I’m finally the owner of a 31′ 1988 Coachmen Classic…The Winnebago fell through, but that’s another story. I ended up with a fixer-upper with no one up here to help me fix it up. And since it is “our 4 four busiest weeks of the season” the RV Sales & Repair where I purchased it has other higher-priority customers to cater to for the next couple weeks. I told them that was fine if they didn’t mind me living in it on their lot while I was waiting. The owner was gracious enough to say yes, so that’s where I am now. However, they haven’t even had time to check and or fix the major systems…you know, those “kinda” important things like the water system, sewer system, LP system, etc. Yeah, about that sewer system…

This is the first RV that I have owned as a single gal with no knight-in-shining-armor to come to my rescue when it comes to things like leveling the motorhome (which I’ll mention again later) or hooking it up to utilities like the sewer. I managed to back it in (STRAIGHT, I might add) between the logs and a dump truck to the spot the salesman had pointed out near the utility hookups. Hmmm, how come the ground didn’t look sloped before I parked here? Wonder how I’m supposed to level this thing?  Anyway, on to the utility connections. Electricity…check! Water…can’t connect until they fix a leak they said I had. Septic…next on the list! Oh how I wish I had a video of my first experience in learning how to hook up my new-to-me RV to a sewer connection. I’m sure it would make me some good money on America’s Funniest Home Videos. Oh, did I forget to mention that it was raining? …A lot? …And I was in good “church clothes”?

I really didn’t think I’d have any problems. After all, I did know where the compartment was located. And I knew that I had to make all of those nasty-looking pieces of hose and couplings fit together and attach to the sewer hookup pipe in the ground. What I didn’t know was HOW to assemble the random pieces. It didn’t help that the small sections of sewer hose were brittle and didn’t want to stretch. Nothing wanted to fit together too awful well. So after a period of unsuccessfully struggling with the whole mess I headed to Walmart, conveniently located two parking lots down from the RV Sales I’m at. “Forget it! I’m just going to buy a new, complete RV Sewer Hose setup!” I exclaimed loudly to myself. I had already scoped out the RV parts on prior Walmart runs, so it took only moments to make my way to the section. I found myself staring blankly at a variety of pre-assembled setups and “à la carte” pieces. Rhino brand. That sounded good and sturdy, right? Sure. “I’ll take it,” I said to myself.

On a quick side note: While in the RV parts section I noticed a box labeled RV leveling system. After scanning the box I realized what those funky wooden blocks in the back storage compartment were…Thank you, Lord, for inadvertently answering that question! I leveled the RV as soon as I got back to it. Figured it was probably much smarter to move the coach back and forth BEFORE hooking it up to the sewer. Hey, I can figure out a few things!

Back at my now level RV, and still in the rain, I happily pulled my new Rhino brand Complete RV Sewer Hose out of the box, certain that I’d be able to use my bathroom within minutes. Uh huh. Just to let you know how that worked for me…it didn’t. It seems my new hose, with all of the “pretty” pre-attached fittings didn’t fit in the spot between the downspout thingy and the bottom of the compartment. Okay, Plan C…or was that Plan Q? It had to come up through the compartment floor. The old hose was fed through an elbow and a section of PVC pipe underneath the coach, but the fittings on my “trophy” were too big to allow it to be fed through in place of the old one. “Crap [a term that seemed fitting at the time], I’ll have to make the old one work. Darn it!” You’d think that at this point I would have at least been smart enough to change out of my good clothes into something that didn’t include a “dry clean only” dress jacket. But no, that would have taken using the old noggin. Can I blame impending hypothermia?

After a good 15 more minutes I’d forced couplings together and coaxed the stiff, brittle pieces to stretch enough to meet with the piece that was already laying by the sewer access pipe. Okay, victory! Now to open the valves (or traps, or whatever they’re called) and empty the holding tanks. I grabbed the handle on what I was guessing was the grey-water tank and pulled. CRAP! …literally! What I’d failed to notice was that the hose attached to the downspout thingy had come unclamped and dropped down a couple inches. Gross blackish-brown sludgy liquid gushed out into the compartment, which, by the way, looked like had happened to the previous occupant a time or twenty as well. Did I mention I hadn’t bought any gloves for this job? 

If I say I wasn’t a happy camper at this point you’ll get the idea, right? There was nothing to do but continue on with the job. I reached down, grabbed the old hose and clamp and managed to get it back in place. I was cold, wet and less than enthusiastic. Surely I had it whooped this time. Grabbing the handle I gave it a pull…CRAP! …literally, again! However this time it was spewing from all of the breaks in the brittle hose. Slamming the valve shut for a second time I just shook my head in disbelief. Really? REEEEAALY?!! At this point it’s either laugh or cry. I chose to do the former and stood there in the rain — arms, hands and ground splattered with raw sewage — laughing.

Well, back to my Rhino hose… I removed the so-helpfully, pre-attached fittings from the coupling end. They came off so easily. Surely they’ll go back on just as easily, right? Was I really so deluded at that point? I pulled the old hose out of its PVC sleeve and managed to successfully snake the new one through in its place. Now, just reattach the fitting, and voilà‘! Nope, not that easy. Somehow my hose shrunk…or the fitting grew…in diameter. Not happening that day. By that time I was at the point of tears and discouragement. “Why can’t I be a guy right now, Lord?!!!! Why can’t I be good at stuff like this?!!!” I screamed out loud. Silence. Ask a stupid question…get no answer.

I composed myself and grabbed an old fitting that looked similar to the uncooperative new one. “You’re going onto this freaking hose, now!” I hissed at it. Finally…I almost couldn’t believe it. It went on. Better than that, the fitting connected to the downspout. The new hose was more than long enough to reach the sewer opening. Now, third time’s the charm, right? I gingerly pulled the handle on the valve…Is it? Could it be? Oh my gosh, it’s working! I watched joyfully as the who-knows-how-old contents of the holding tanks drained into the line. Tears mixed with rain. Then I began laughing again. Why didn’t I take pictures of my project? I thought to myself. Or better yet, video. Wow, I’d love to have had a camcorder rolling. Project completed. Another “skill” learned. Soap and dry clothes, here I come!

Well, after paying for a domain name and having a “Hello World” post up for the last couple years, I’ve decided to actually do something with this site. My name is Sandi. I’m a late 40’s mother and grandma who hasn’t yet decided what I want to do if and when I grow up. In the meantime, I practice nursing (someday I’ll get it right) as a pediatric homecare LPN, assist independent authors in publishing their books, do medical missions in Africa, and chase disasters as a disaster housing inspector under contract to FEMA.

It has been said that it is usually a major event in one’s life that motivates a person to major change. That’s certainly true in my case…2-1/2 years worth of major events. They started out with my oldest child being arrested, convicted and sentenced to 100-years in prison (80-years of which are suspended) starting in April of 2010. The entire situation left myself and the rest of my family reeling from the shockwaves caused by his actions. Add to that my mom being diagnosed with Stage 4 lung cancer, my own health issues with diabetes and hypertension, a short but intense engagement to be married and the pressure of continuing financial struggles…it’s been a challenging, albeit educational, time of life . I remind myself regularly that there are others who have it far worse…boy do I feel bad for them! 🙂

At any rate, after prayer, meditation and review of various options I have drawn upon the coaching skills I’d studied to help others…and I’m taking myself on as a client. I’ve developed a “roadmap” that will guide me in making some positive changes to my life and situation. One of the biggest changes will be in the area of my living situation. I’m trading apartment living for an RV-lifestyle. Now, before anyone gets too upset, I’m not planning on taking off and leaving the area at this time. I’m still going to be in the general Roanoke area…close enough to be at church on Sundays and at work on my regularly scheduled shifts. However one of the many benefits of that change will be the housing cost savings compared to what I’m paying for rent, electric and internet right now.

Once it’s cleaned up it’ll look fine!

So, my ex-husband found a 25-foot Winnebago Chieftain for me. It’s one of those deals you can’t refuse. Right now it’s still down South. Sonny’s going through the engine, transmission and other important systems to perform routine maintenance to get it ready for me to drive it up to Virginia. My apartment lease is up at the end of November, and I’m chomping at the bit to be able to move into my own home on wheels!

Well, it’s late and I need sleep. I’m grateful to finally get this blog underway. Sorry for the rambling start! Join me as I document my own travels and talk with other travelers as well. I’ll be sharing my life in an RV and hope to get some great ideas from my readers too. Until next time…grace and peace!

Hello! For those who don’t know me personally, I have been a disaster housing inspector, under contract to FEMA for the last 10+ years. I’m also a Licensed Practical Nurse. I’ve been in the homes of over 900 disaster victims and have observed first hand the devastating effects of hurricanes and tropical storms. I’ve also lived in Florida and experienced hurricanes from a resident’s perspective as well.

As I write this I am on standby for deployment once Isaac makes landfall. It is from my past experiences that I have drawn some valuable information that I want to share. It is my hope that these tips will help decrease people’s loss or assist in their recovery.

This post is intended for anyone in the path of a tropical storm, hurricane, forest fire, etc. If you are in an evacuation area, PLEASE consider taking with you any applicable items from the following list. A few are necessary if you must file an Insurance or FEMA claim. They are marked with an ***. The rest you will not want to lose if your home is heavily damaged or destroyed. Some will say that my list is over-kill. I disagree. I’ve based it on what I’ve observed from hundreds of people suffering loss.

The easiest thing to do is to keep a list taped inside the cupboard or closet door. Have a suitable tote designated as the evacuation tote and know where everything is. If you do have to evacuate, just go down the list, pack it into the tote and you’re done. Planning  ahead alleviates a lot of last minute anxiety and decreases your chance of forgetting important items.

I have seen the unfortunate results of people who did not take these items with them. Obviously what you take depends on your method of evacuation and the amount of room you have when you’re leaving. Remember though, a little discomfort from being cramped in the car is worth it compared to the pain of the loss of many of these items and the ability to recover more quickly because you have the documents required to apply for assistance. Please read down to the bottom for a few additional tips.

Important documents: 

1. Birth certificates
2. Marriage license
3. Divorce decree
4. Child custody/Child support papers
5. Social Security cards
6. Immunization records
7. Passports (include your Yellow Fever Immunization document if applicable)
8. Mortgage payment book***
9. Copy of rental lease***
10. Current Utility Bills***
11. Homeowner’s Insurance – full policy papers, not just your agent’s card***
12. Auto Insurance – full policy, not just your agent’s card***
13. Auto Registration documents***
14. Health Insurance cards***
15. Banking documents: checkbooks, Debit or Credit cards
16. Tax Records, Payroll stubs, W-2 forms***
17. Food Stamp or public assistance records
18. Bankruptcy papers
19. List of all creditors
20. Student Loan paperwork
21. Specialty License or Certification records (nursing license, real estate license, etc.)
22. Safe Deposit Box key and info (Banks don’t keep a spare copy of the depositor’s key from what I have been told by my bank. If your key is destroyed you will have a very difficult time getting your items)
23. Contact info for important people (family and friends)
24. Your Journal
25. List of family physicians & contact info
26. List of prescription meds (If you can get a printout of your meds from your pharmacy or doctor to keep on hand it is even better. If your pharmacy and/or doctor’s office is closed or destroyed you may need these to get refills. Not all pharmacy computers are linked, and a new pharmacist won’t know which “little white pill for my pressure” you are supposed to be on.)
27. Important school records (HS or college diploma, transcripts, acceptance letter, Homeschooling records, etc.)
28. Tickets for upcoming events/travel that you would have a hard time replacing if they were destroyed (Season tickets, next spring’s cruise, etc.)
29. Pilot’s flight hours log – Any pilot knows the importance of this logbook
30. Aircraft maintenance log
31. Other legal documents
32. Copyright paperwork
33. “Only Copies” of manuscripts, poetry, lyrics, artwork, original recorded music. It is heartbreaking when you have taken the time to create something and the only copy in existence is destroyed. 

Medical Items:

1. All of your prescription meds currently in hand
2. Extra prescription glasses & the written eyeglass prescription
3. Medical equipment that you use regularly (glucometer, BP cuff, CPAP, etc)
4. Feminine hygiene items
5. Over-the-counter meds likely to be needed

Electronics:

1. Pet food
2. Litter
3. Water bowl
4. Pet meds (heart worm meds, flea & tick stuff, etc)
5. Veterinarian records – including vaccine records, contact info, etc

Miscellaneous Items:

1. Family photos (at least digital copies) – When I serviced applicants in New Orleans after Katrina that was one of their big heartaches. Walking through their mold covered homes and seeing all of their family photos destroyed.
2. Expensive jewelry – leave the costume stuff at home, but grab great-grandma’s 1-carat engagement ring or your $10k necklace.
3. A good flashlight and fresh batteries. Power may be off when you return to your home. Having a good flashlight will allow you to enter and assess for any damages.
4. Toilet paper. Laugh if you want, but remember past news footage of traffic backups that lasted for hours? It’s bad enough having to relieve yourself along I-10, but think of not having your Charmin there to ease the pain? 🙂
5. 3 days worth of clothing for each family member. Yes, you might be able to return the next day…but that’s what some of the Katrina victims thought too. 
6. You may leave in flip-flops, but pack comfortable closed-toe walking shoes. When you return you may have to walk through debris to get to your house. I have heard that many minor after-hurricane-related injuries are due to people wearing improper footwear when walking through storm debris.
7. Your child’s favorite toys or stuffed animals. If your house suffers heavy damage, “Fluffy” the rabbit, that scrungy security blanket or a Gameboy might bring extra comfort to your child.
8. Extra batteries for any battery operated items.
9. Your Bible, Torah, Quran, Book of Mormon or whatever other religious writing you hold sacred. 
10. A good book to read
11. Firearms (to prevent damage to them) – know your state laws about transporting firearms. Keep gun locks handy for transport. Keep them unloaded and ammo separate from the guns.
12. Water (and water purification method like AquaMira, iodine tabs, filter, etc. if available)
13. Cooler with food that may spoil in the fridge
14. Snacks/food for the evacuation trip
15. Sleeping bags/blankets & pillows
16. Towel & washcloth
17. Toiletries

Before Evacuation:

• TAKE PICTURES of your home inside and out. Make sure the date and time are set correctly on your camera and turn the times stamp ON. Photograph any important or valuable items that you may need to file a claim on. Include serial numbers in the photo if possible.
• Record Make, Model and Serial Number on any electronics, firearms, etc. 
• ATMs and banking may very well be disabled. Have cash on hand for gasoline, etc.
• Fill your gas tank IN ADVANCE of an evacuation call or landfall (even if you aren’t evacuating). Stations may be closed due to power outages after the storm. 
• Remember, dressers and tables will float and tip over in flooding, so if you are in a flood area, placing valuables on counter tops or on upper shelves will better protect from flood waters.
• If there are things you can’t take that could be damaged by water, try to waterproof them by sealing them in large Ziploc bags or garbage bags if possible.
• In flooding areas, elevating items at least 12″ off the floor can be the difference between losing all of your first floor furnishing and saving some of them. 
• Move items like TVs, etc. away from windows that might be broken from blowing debris.

Upon Return:

• TAKE PICTURES of an damage IMMEDIATELY FOLLOWING the disaster. Make sure the date and time are set correctly on your camera and turn the times stamp ON. This will aid in filing insurance claims, etc. In a large-scale disaster, an adjuster may not be able to get to your home before clean-up is started or completed. 
• Mold sets in quickly, don’t wait to start cleanup. That’s why pictures are so important.
• Save receipts from items you purchase for cleanup, etc. There is no guarantee that you will be reimbursed for them, but No Receipt = No Reimbursement for sure in most cases.
• If you have had FLOODING, when you clean up or tear out sheetrock, LEAVE A SPOT showing the HIGH WATER MARK. It can be in the closet, behind the bathroom door, or where ever, but it helps us tremendously when cleanup has already been started. As an inspector I have to measure the water line and record the height in order to spec out damage. 

2012-02-05 10:30 local time. On our way from Entebbe to Jinja. It’s a beautiful day. Blue skies. Not too hot yet. I feel like I’m at home. Not so much of wanting this to BE home, but rather that it has the familiarity and welcome feel of home.

There are 16 of us on this trip, not counting Pastor Rick. A good team full of people I have come to know and love over the last couple years. They are full of love for God and for people. They are genuine, and I like that.

Team members:

1. Pastor Rick Sadler
2. Mz Candy Sadler
3. Mz Glasell Williamson
4. Grace Moyer
5. Christie Lipscomb
6. Dennis Hansen
7. Terri Hansen
8. Dr. Jim Masloff
9. Jeanne Masloff
10. Rocky Stanley
11. Pastor Jackie Carver
12. Glynda Carver
13. Pastor Todd Childers
14. Dr John Cramer
15. Terri Evans
16. Bonnie Bates
17. Sandi Bird

2012-02-04 Journal Entry

We are less than an hour out from Entebbe. It’s been a long flight…obviously…made seeming longer by the lack of sleep I had this past week. However, it has been fairly uneventful once we actually got assigned to a flight.

Our Air France/KLM flight was delayed on its way in to Dulles, so they were going to send us on Continental. After standing in line at Continental’s desk, we were told that that flight was delayed as well.
…Back to KLM which finally sent our fearless leaders to Turkish Air. We thought they were going to route us through Istanbul, but a short time later they told us that wouldn’t work either.

So then we were sent over to British Airways to take the 9pm flight. When we hit the BA counter it was about 17:15. The woman there states she can’t put us on the 9pm flight, but that we had to get on the flight that was boarding “NOW”. …The gate closed at 17:55 and we still had to check 16 people’s bags, get through security, and get to our departure terminal! A seemingly impossible task. I had a problem going through security.

I didn’t take my money belt off because I’ve never had to before. We, with the body scanners you have to, OR you have to go through a “private security screening”. They got pretty serious with me, even after I realized what they were seeing on the scanner. Get partly undressed and get patted down, have them fill out a report in the computer, & have the supervisor “clear” me.

I managed to convince them that I wasn’t a terrorist, quickly redressed and headed toward the terminal with another straggling member of our group. “Somehow” (…God) we all made it on the plane, although our luggage was supposedly going to travel on the later flight to Heathrow…supposedly still arriving in time to make the Entebbe connection. We’ll see! 🙂

So, Troy, Jed and Clint decide to go canoeing yesterday in the Roanoke River. Clint has no canoe experience, it’s a two-person canoe…and there are no life jackets. Well, the first time the canoe flipped, Jed’s glasses got kicked off as Clint’s foot creamed him in the face. Mind you, Jed’s previously lost two other pairs of glasses. One in 2007 in the same river and one in 2007 in the Everglades in Blackwater Creek. He still hasn’t learned to wear a sports strap on them when he’s around water…

The canoe ended up flipping two more times. The third time they flipped it, everything went sailing out. Clint tried to retrieve my Nalgene that they’d borrowed, but he got into trouble when he stepped into a deep hole. For some reason he’d been carrying a coil of rope that he’d retrieved from the water. As he bobbed up and down yelling for help he tossed the coil of rope…down stream. Moments later he managed to make he managed to flounder to shore. That left Troy to retrieve the rope and the Nalgene which by this time had drifted out of the main current into an eddy.

Unfortunately there were some “over-the-head” spots between Troy and the eddy, but with paddle in hand he managed to swim over to the shallower area. But then there was the submerged tree…After grabbing the wayward rope, Troy took a step and his foot jammed in between some roots.

The current there was swifter and twisted him around, causing the leg to lodge in the roots. Then the rope got tangled around his arm and leg, and…still clutching the Nalgene and the paddle he got pulled under. At this point he was certain he was going to die. And it was a distinct possibility but for God.

Somehow he managed to free himself and by that time Jed and Clint had gotten the canoe upright and paddled down to Troy. Troy tossed everything into the canoe and hung on the back of it until they got it to a flat area along the walking trail. Once on shore they discovered that my Dry Bag hadn’t kept Troy’s phone dry…

A seriously bruised and bleeding Troy turned to Clint and said that it wasn’t usually like that and hoped this trip hadn’t scared him from going canoeing again. Clint sincerely and enthusiastically replied, “Heck no! I definitely wanna go canoeing with you guys again!” …Just a normal Bird Family Adventure! Now if Jed would quit losing his glasses in the river!

“I am pressed but not crushed. Persecuted, not abandoned. Struck down, but not destroyed. I am blessed beyond the curse, for His promise will endure. And His joy is gonna be my strength. Though the sorrow may last for the night, His joy comes in the morning…”

Lyrics to the song “Trading My Sorrows”. I’m not sure who wrote it, but we’re living it right now. Praise be to God!

Wishing you all a joyous holiday season! We had a great Christmas. Probably the best one in recent years. For once we were all in the “holiday spirit”…which translates into putting up a Christmas tree and decorations. In recent years I just haven’t felt like it. Even the house fire at Zip’s house on Christmas Eve didn’t dampen our spirits. If anything, it made us even more aware of the blessing of family…and more thankful for God’s protection on us.

We all got together Christmas morning at the home that Troy, Rachael, Jed and I share. Zip and her children had spent the night so all 10 Birds were in the same place. I’d had great plans of making Christmas breakfast for everyone, but my 3 oldest grandchildren went across the alley to play with friends and my 2 youngest grandchildren went to spend the rest of the morning with their dad. I still cooked pancakes, but for a much smaller group than first planned.

Anyone who knows us knows that our Christmas giving is always low budget. Number one, we don’t have a lot to spend. Number two, that’s not what Christmas is all about. I’d told my kids not to get me anything…yeah, right.

I got a cool LED camp light and a camp toaster from Troy and Rach. Both very appropriate and appreciated gifts. My old camp light had died, and I used to have a camp toaster but had lost it years ago. The girls gave me a little wooden elephant…one that I’d given them after one of my Uganda trips :-). Zip, A and Caspian gave me a beautiful plaque that they’d made with A and Caspian’s picture on it.

I When I got to the present from Jed I unwrapped it. It was a cute little change purse. Now, I love change purses, zippered pouches, etc. so I was excited. It was something I knew I could use. I could feel something inside so I asked Jed if it was phone bill money. I was surprised to actually find a wad of bills inside. Again I asked if it was phone bill money. He told me to read the note.

I started to cry. This is what it said:

There was $200 in the change purse…a gift of love from my son to me toward me upcoming Uganda mission trip taking place in February. As I was crying and speechless Jed grinned and said, “Score!” Zip told me that it had had the desired affect…it made Mom bawl like a baby! They will honestly never know just how much that wonderful gift touched me. It let me know that my kids believe in me and in the call of God on my life to do missions. I have the best kids in the whole world!

I’d planned Christmas dinner for around 4pm. (I didn’t know Zip would have to leave before then…) We had a couple friends coming over and one CouchSurfer I’d met online in one of the groups. We’d never met him before. He was a student from Egypt studying at Virginia Tech and didn’t have anyone to spend the day with (although I don’t think he would normally have celebrated Christmas anyway, being Muslim), so I’d invited him to join us as a part of our family.

What a treat! Amro was a hoot! He fit in with our motley crew perfectly and we all had a blast. Pete from Troy’s band had joined us as well as Jean-Phillipe (an “adopted” son of mine). Amro blessed me with a cool set of statues of the pyramids and the Sphynx. We all laughed and talked for several hours. What a great chance to make a new friend! I appreciate the opportunity that the internet and various social networking sites affords to be able to meet new people and make new friends.

I hope everyone had a wonderful a day as we did. Wishing you all a relationship with the One for whom our celebrations are about! Jesus is the Reason for the Season.

First pre-mission trip entry:

I’m in Charlottesville tonight. I attended the introductory meeting for the mission team with which I’m traveling to Uganda in February of 2010. It will be my 3rd trip to Uganda, and I’m totally psyched for it. This time I’m going with Mission Link International, headed up by Rick Sadler. He’s been to Uganda approximately 40 times if I understood correctly. And he and his wife Cathy are preparing to move there in the not too distant future.

I was excited about meeting the team, which ranged in age from 17 to retirement age. Close to 30 people in all. The majority were veteran short-term missionaries, with many having been to Uganda 5+ times. Everyone was very friendly and outgoing. I felt at home with the group immediately. There was a group here from Smith Mountain Lake, and one of the ladies suggested that I meet them part way next time and ride up with them.

I’d heard a lot about Pastor Rick from Rocky, who’s traveled with Mission Link before. The things that I was mainly impressed by were his passion for evangelism and discipleship and his willingness to sacrifice his own comfort to take the gospel to the nations. You can tell by listening to him speak that his heart is so full for the call God’s placed on his and Cathy’s lives.

One of our assignments was to start journaling right now, before we ever set foot on the plane. So I’m doing just that with this post.

As I was listening to Pastor Rick review the trip information, one of the first things that struck me was, “Wow! I’m not responsible for any of the logistics of the trip. I don’t have to try to make sure everyone’s on track with finances….I don’t have to schedule planes, vans, housing or anything. Boy, that feels weird!

We’re going to be based in Jinja, but the various teams will be going to different villages every day. We’ll all have an opportunity to work on medical, construction, puppet ministry, evangelism, and prison ministry. I’m so excited that I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the medical missions aspect, but the prospect of being able to go into the prisons and the streets to minister is absolutely fantastic! God is awesome!