My mom is a children’s ministries pastor in the States, which is something I know but not something I expected the average Ugandan citizen to know. Hence my surprise when a taxi conductor in Bweyale began the following, unprompted theological discussion with her:
Taxi Conductor: Do you fear God?
My Mom: Umm…yes, I fear God.
TC: (look of shock) You fear God?
MM: (wondering how deeply she should go in her explanation of her faith) Well, I’m not afraid of him. It’s more—
TC: (shoves two goats under her seat)
MM: Oh. Goats.
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