HAPPY BIRTHDAY, UGANDA!

52 Years of Independence!


One of the hardest things for us to understand is the non-patriotism spirit of Uganda.  Nothing special is planned.  No patriotic decorations are available.  It is just another work day.


In our church, we are trying to instill in the people a thankfulness for their country.  One of the ways we attempt to do this is by having an Independence service.  We use this as an outreach for the community and an opportunity to invite government officials.


After singing a couple of songs, we have trivia time.  Keith spends a lot of time trying to come up with new questions each year.  This year we gave away radio t-shirts, nail clippers with the Ugandan flag, key chains with the Ugandan flag, and coffee cups that looked as close to African colors as we could find.  (It is hard to find items with the Ugandan colors!)


Then we have the judging of those who dressed up in red, yellow, and black.  We see quite a few football jerseys (soccer) and then others who you really have to look hard for in their outfits to find all three colors.  It is a really fun time.


Any government officials that come are invited to give a short speech, and then Keith preaches.  Afterwards, we enjoy lunch in our cafeteria.


We had beautiful weather and over 200 people in attendance.  Praise the Lord for the freedom in Uganda to have a church...to preach the Gospel...to freely tell others of the independence everyone can have in Christ Jesus.

Happy Birthday, Uganda!

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