Our Day in Soweto

We spent the day in Soweto today. The kids are on break, but Samuel and company still look after them and feed those who would otherwise not eat. Since not all of the children were there, I had a better chance to connect on a more personal level. It was a lot of fun teaching them how to play hopscotch.
I was privileged to a part of their lunch hour prayer time. Whenever I am invited to take part in a Kenyan worship service, I feel ushered into a place that I feel is closest to the holy of holies spoken about in the Bible. Sometimes I wonder if it is because the people of Kenya have nothing, so they are able to worship freely, with an emptiness that allows such room for the Holy Spirit's free movement. Not that we cannot experience such things in America, but it seems to be more the norm in Kenya.
Today while I was in Soweto, I offered to wash the children's dishes. Do you know what they said? "Mama Sundi, do you know how to wash dishes?" I was mortified. Sure, it was kind of funny, but it was also a shame that they think a white woman doesn't know how to wash her own utensils. It's not their fault, that's just the white they know. Grace kept saying, "Mama Sundi, you are really challenging me." John took a picture on his phone so he could show all his friends the white woman that washes dishes in the slum. I was so humbled.
Well, that was our day, and we are so blessed.