TREKing OUT!: I've got a Bone to Pick...

This last week and weekend we went to an orphanage to help out, clean, and interact with some of the children. To our suprise it was an all boys orphange with the age range from 7 to 21. So at first Sharalin and I were a little unsure of how it would go. In Egypt women are of a lower class compared to men, and usually interaction with males is limited. So we weren't sure how or if we would be able to create relationships with these boys. The first whole day we were there, we started out by cleaning their cafeteria. I wish I could have taken a picture for you to see. When you walked in you were greeted by what seemed like hundreds of flies. There was the smell of rotting food. The floor was smudged with mud, and there were bones lying around each table. The walls were splatted with food, and the garbages held about a weeks worth of unfinished food. So needless to say we had a quite the job of cleaning on our hands. But we cleaned it and the transformaiion was incredible. We ended up eating there a few times after, so I personally was very glad we had the opportunity of cleaning it up. We also were able to interact with the boys. The orphanage was a christian orphange, and so the boys had been brought up in a way to respect women. We were able to play with the younger kids, and hang out, teach guitar, play pool with some of the older boys. I was able to share a bit of my testomony with one of the older boys there, and we were able to talk a bit about how Christ helps us through tough times in our life. It was a good conversation and he had some good questions. I've been praying for him and that the words exchanged between us would have an impact on him. At the end of our time there it was hard to leave. It was like saying good by to about 20 brothers. We then came back to Cairo and prepared some more for a "sunrise" service we would be singing at the next morning. ( I use quotes because Egyptians stay up late and get up late, so the service only started 3 hours after the sun had risen.) This service was held in a beautiful little courtyard by a mission house. The people told us they were very blessed by us coming and singing for them. We then had breakfast with them which consisted of Fool- which is beans, lentals, pitas, tomatoes, strong cheese, olives, and cucumbers. This is a typical Egyptian breakfast. We then participated in an Easter tradition of weaving with palm. We made little donkey's which Jesus road on, and crosses. And then in the afternoon had the experience of floating in Falooka, which actually looks like a sale boat, on the Nile. The only disappointment was the boatsman taking us refused to put the sale up so we just floated. It was a very nice Sunday afternoon. This next week we again are not sure what is going to come up, so we'll just keep praying. Prayer seems to be the only thing we know we will be doing, everything else just pops up on the fly. Here are some pictures of our week.