On Saturday morning, we visited the women's prison. We can't take photos inside, so we just have this one of James in his uniform (he works at the prison--and was so helpful to us by translating). Since it was our first visit, I offered to share first, so we could get the feel for our visits.
I was planning to share about Ruth and Naomi (thinking we could share about a different woman from the Bible each time), but then, while preparing, I felt like I was supposed to share about Psalm 8--about Wisdom.
After I shared, one of the Ukrainian women gave her testimony.
Then the women sang a song for us: "Yahweh, Yahweh...Hakuna muungu cama wewe" (which means, "there is no God like You"). And I sang "Here I Am to Worship"
After the songs, we prayed together. I love to hear people pray in languages I don't understand--it just reminds me of how big God is...that He can understand every language...and cares about each person. So, one of the women prayed in her mother tongue: Turkana, Umi prayed in Uzbek and Daina prayed in English. It was so, so cool.
After the prison, James was in a modeling show...sweet, right?
Chris and I are debating: does he look more like Stevie Wonder or Kanye West?