We were able to return again to Kabuga village, only this time, we brought hundreds of Bibles in the Kinyarwandan language to give to each home. We split up into teams with translators, and the people were ecstatic to receive them. It was an incredible experience.
One house we came to was that of blind man. We asked if he had anyone who might be able to read to him. He explained that he in fact had a wife, who was working outside the village since he couldn't work, and a son, who could both read. So we gave him a Bible and asked if we could share one of our favorite verses with him and then prayed together. The man was so moved, and his eyes were welling up with tears as he said to us, "I am so thankful for this book that is life. Even the words you have spoken to me today have helped me. Because I am blind, not many people care about me or visit me, and so I want you to know that everything you have done for me this day, you have done for Christ. I pray God blesses you." Upon hearing this, we choked up a little too, thanked him for being so kind and for welcoming us, and told him he would be in our thoughts and prayers.
At another house, there wasn't a lot of room and I already had several kiddos wrapped on my arms so I offered to wait outside while two of my team members went in. The Kinyarwandan phonetics are very similar to Kiswahili, so I was able to read some of my favorite passages in the Bibles we had with the kids. They loved seeing a white person saying the words of their language, and would all laugh if I pronounced one of the words wrong and would correct me. It was so much fun!
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