Such an attraction as The Jaw's Adventure Boat Ride, like the one I have previously rode ridden? at Disney World, exists in East Kenya.  Who knew?  We have been taking random matatus (cramped bus taxis) the last couple of days for our travel purposes.  They are something else.  Anyways, our one on the way to Maasai Mara where we did our Safari is over Kenyan plains, no roads really.  You rock back and forth, the bottom gets caught a lot, and there is fluid pouring out the side of the vehicle.  Then Africans have no sense of time at all, so two hours turns into five and you pull over in front of two bars in the dark of night.  Not cute.  Ephesians is great though.

 

Paul entreats everyone to just stand.  When all else fails, we stand.  When the fight keeps raging around us and our armor is barely holding up, all we are called to do is stand. 

 

I had this dream the other night that I was martyred brutally on a ship (maybe it was the bus ride), a nightmare actually but it made me think.  Paul was always excited about suffering because it brought him closer to Christ, likened him more to Christ.  Weird.  I don't really like pain, but what a lovely place it brings you to.

 

Safari was great.  Ice Cream was great.  I am sure the beach will be great.  And then we will be jumping back into ministry in Tororo, Uganda for 19 days packed full of worship and other missionary activity.  Please try this at home; it is not hazardous at all.  Lame joke, I know, but really I don't like being called a missionary just because I am in a different country being the same person that I am at home.  Christians should be missionaries everywhere, and I will gladly be one in America eating grilled cheese and pringles in a month. 

 

I love you all.