Vicki

Last week the kids and I went to the supermarket to get a couple of things. The kids like to come along because they always give them a treat when we check out. This time is was a kit kat...well, the Uganda version of one. We were waiting for our eggs outside on some plastic chairs. There was a little girl just standing there by herself. Kidist wanted to share her "kit kat" with this little one, so I said it was OK.

We started on our walk home and realized shortly that this little girl was following us. We had plans that day, so we said good bye to this girl who told us her name was Vicki. Vicki stayed outside our gate
ALL day. The next day she was at our gate by 8am. We asked her if she was in school and she said yes, so we sent her off with an orange and told her she must go to school and that at 3:30 she may come back to play.

She came back and the kids all played together until 5:00. Our friends came to pick their boys up at our home and also brought Vicki and another friend Sharon with them so they didn't have to walk so far to thier homes. Shortly after they left, the rain came down..Hard. An hour and a half later, Vicki knocks at our gate, Kidist brings her up to the house with an arm around her saying, "Mom, she is all wet and cold, we need to get her a blanket." Instead Kidist went to her room and picked out her favorite skirt and a tshirt, saying she wanted to give them to her. She then got a pair of flip flops for her as she told me quietly, "Mom, her shoes are all wrecked." We asked her why she walked all the way back to our home after our friend had drove her so she would be closer to home...she didn't really answer. Now it is getting dark and we couldn't let her walk all the way home by herself. So we all got in the car to drive to Pamba, which is where she said her home is near. We asked our friends guard who lives in Pamba to help us locate her home. Moses (the guard) came in the car with us and was able to communicate better with Vicki. It was a 9 Kilometer drive to her home on roads that were pure Africa bush. Roads not really made for cars to pass through.

What is so difficult is that we need to be cautious with this little one. It is not uncommon here for a child  to be 'working' for an adult. People do desperate things in desperate situations. So we continue to pray for her and hope that we can be a light in her life.

Kidist is our 7 year old daughter who we adopted almost 3 years ago from Ethiopia. She has a very compassionate heart for the children here. She could relate very well to Vicki. She was also a wonderer. One evening she wondered out, during a storm, while her mother was working. She didn't come home that night. It wasn't until the next morning that her mother found her, after assuming she had died. She was only 4 years old. Kidist is experiencing healing here. She can connect to the hearts of children in a way that we can not.

Chloe holding Vicki's wet school uniform, Vicki and Kidist

Pray for us tomorrow as we leave early in the morning to head out to our watchman Urias' village. He lives about 2 hours from us. We have to leave early so we can beat the rains that come every afternoon lately and can wash the roads out. We heard that when we get there is when they run to get the chicken to slaughter for our meal......Oh I hope that I don't have to see it!! 

We are excited to talk with Urias and the people of his village about using the proclaimer to begin a Bible listening group. We will be sure to take lots of pics! 

Love, The Fisher Family