Meanwhile we are steaming in soggy Bundibugyo, the tropical rain forest where clouds smother in unseasonable dampness. And Luke is shivering in Boston, as the East Coast gets yet another snow storm, concluding a weekend interview and hoping to get on a plane tonight back to Kenya. Life goes on, the Saturday surge of people and issues and contracts and money owed, domestic disputes next door, disappointing grades as exam results come back for some, future plans for our boys, issues at school, neighbors who are sick, projects, demands. And today, the return to normal rhythms, breakfast with the Johnsons and Nathan, greetings at church. In the midst of separation and uncertainty the song we sang this morning comes to mind . . "kangumire hali Yesu" . . I cling to Jesus.