A BLAST FOR MISSIONARIES

GLA missionaries at the beach after the zoo and tour . 60% had never been to a zoo and one of them came to me and thanked God that finally she visited a zoo and felt like a tourist.

after breakfast at banana village ,,,,

I have always longed to take a holiday in a country of my choice and maybe an island of my choice, well that might happen in the near future, but as I have seen years come by God has given me a chance to be in places and relax and enjoy and rest and reflect. I look at our regular missionaries who we send to very remote places in Uganda where they mostly live in huts and have no electricity no mobile network and yeah no complains. As I did member care over months I have listened to them tired and worn out and crying out for a break. I prayed and God put in me a burden to raise money to refresh the missionaries ..Those who gave to this course may the Lord bless you ... below are some captions for the retreat.

doing bible study in the morning

Alice a mission intern was quoted saying" I was sure I needed to come to banana village but in my right senses I knew it cant be now with GLA ,,, maybe when I get a regular job,, GLA has surprised me ,, thanks

having a meal together

having a talk on real issues ,,

we all say thanks for enabling this missionaries rest and be refreshed .... many blessings

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