Sunday morning, we all ventured to a local church in Kigali. Kenya-Rwanda is the first language amongst Rwandans and that is what was spoken throughout the service, with a little English here and there specifically so that our group could understand what was being said. Although I didn't understand the words that were being spoken or sung, I was amazed at the enthusiasm and joy that was expressed with every motion, word, or song. Right when we walked in, before the service started, a large group of people were up front dancing and singing to the top of their lungs. My first thought was, "This is authentic worship". Nobody was looking around to see if they were being watched. Nobody seemed to be bothered by the stare from eyes of 15 white people in awe of their absolute freedom in worshiping our Father. They use their bodies in worship as well as their mouths. The service was made up of 5-6 different choirs, and one long sermon. We had translators sitting next to us during the sermon, which was helpful, but it started getting long when the heat started pouring on the tin roof and causing me to sweat! No air conditioning starts to make a difference during 3 hour church services while sitting in plastic chairs! Praise God for such joyful brothers and sisters in Rwanda, who would never complain about the heat or the length of the service!
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