Painting the church

The church that we support in Wakiso which is a little town on the outskirts of Kampala, rents an old dance hall for their sanctuary. We painted it white from the crazy colors that they had for the dance hall. The paint was mixed with some sort of paint thinner that had the strongest smell in the world. I am pretty sure that we all lost a few brain cells painting that whole place. I love the picture of me with the guy in the Mariners shirt. He went to the church and was helping us that day. He already owned the shirt, what a small world.