I met a girl called Esther in Uganda while visiting there on my mission’s trip. Her story was heartbreaking. Click here to hear it.
There are so many children and young adults in Africa that need help that sometimes the task feels overwhelming. But every soul we help, every child we nurture, we bring the Kingdom of God closer to our worlds we live in.
After staying over at Juba overnight, I was off to Nimule which is approx 200km away from Juba. Due to Rebel forces activity on the road it was not safe to travel by road.
I was then taken to the village where we had funded the drilling of a waterhole. It was such an emotional experience I could not really understand why I was feeling this way about it. For those of you who know me well, this was not me. And yet the Holy Spirit moved me there in that village.
The chief spoke and thanked us for the water and then his wife said this:
“We used to carry water from the town to our village on our heads in buckets. Because of this labour our hair at the top our heads stopped growing. Now that we have this borehole we do not have to carry on our heads anymore so the hair will grow back. Thank you for allowing us to be beautiful again.” Enough said!
I had wonderful times with the staff of IAS in Nimule and hope to return soon to the place.
I was on my way back to Juba for an overnight stay and then back to Entebbe. This was indeed a trip worth the wait.