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Dave just informed me that today was Friday the 13th, so it should go without saying that today was an interesting day.

To kick off the day, we were without running water; vaguely familar to our present situation. We spent the morning in Murundu with the orphans and village children, which once again was exhausting and wonderful. These kids are simply beautiful and each time one of them comes and holds my hand, I swear my heart sinks deeper and deeper into this land. At 1:00 PM we were to be in Kitwe to meet with the STS club at Chibote girls high school (where Dave, Chris, and I spent the majority of our time last year), but a lovely immigration officer at a police checkpoint just outside of Mufulira delayed us with demand after demand for documentation. After turning over our passports, visas, invitation letters and sitting in the sun for a frustrating two hours, we were finally released to go to Kitwe. It was awesome to see some familiar faces at Chibote. Then we were off to the Ndola airport to pick up the elusive missing luggage. We spent about 3 hours sitting in the parking lot (maybe more), while Dave and Dr. T searched for luggage that had arrived, had not yet arrived, was lost, was misplaced, went missing, and then finally was found all within an airport the size of a jumbo jet. In the end we recovered two of the missing bags but we are still missing Dave’s guitar. But happily Michael finally has some clean clothes of his own to wear(and there was much rejoicing).

I’m truly blessed to be back in Zambia. In the run-up to this trip, I had my doubts about what exactly we would be doing and what we might be able to accomplish here. I’ve heard the whispers of these questions here, but I know better from my past experiences in India. I know that more than anything we are able to tell these kids, more than how cool our program might be, the most important thing is simply loving on these beautiful kids. We get to vessels of God’s love and there’s nothing better or more important than that. Please pray that day after day we might be re-energized, re-focused, and re-motivated; so we can continue to be poured out for these kids, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.

Once again its past midnight here and we get to sleep in to 6:30 before starting all over again, so good night.

Lesa Alumbwe (Praise the Lord)

~ Sam

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