Friday, November 20, 2009

Human Trafficking

Hello friends,

In my last update I mentioned that we would be going to Kampala for a training on Fighting Human Trafficking and Modern Day Slavery. Lorella Rouster, ECM’s International Director, had attended a training a few months ago with an organization called Not For Sale, so she wanted to pass along what she learned to her staff and volunteers. I am familiar with the issue of human trafficking, but I learned a lot from the training because of the interaction with the Ugandan staff and hearing their stories and examples that are specific to Uganda. I wanted to pass along what I learned.
It is hard to imagine that slavery didn’t end with the Civil War, and that people actually buy and sell other human beings still today…but it’s true. Every country in the world is affected in some way by “modern day slavery.” The United States is hugely affected, but the majority of us are hugely unaware. More people are currently in slavery than at any other time in history.

Trafficking is defined as “The practice of people being tricked, lured, coerced, or otherwise removed from their home or country and then compelled to work with little or no payment, on terms that are highly exploitative” (Wikipedia).

Common types of trafficking:
-sex slavery
-forced commercial prostitution (an example of this: did you know that
in America’s “strip joints,” approx.60% of the women found there are trafficked?)
-domestic servitude
-forced manual labor, especially of children
-cocoa farms, other farms
-stone quarries
-selling at markets
-begging on behalf of someone else
-drug pushers
-service industry
-sweat shops, factories
(this is not to say that everyone, or even every child doing the above types of work is necessarily trafficked.)
-forced child soldiery
-fighters
-”wives” or concubines of soldiers (sex slaves)
-abduction & execution of children
-child sacrifice, killing to obtain body parts for rituals (African traditional religion)

Did you know that every year, approximately 200,000 children are trafficked within the United States of America in the commercial sex industry? Did you know that globally, 600,000-800,000 people are trafficked each year in various types of slavery?
Trafficking in Uganda:

The first thing that comes to mind regarding human trafficking in Uganda is the issue of child soldiers. The LRA has abducted a huge number of children over the last two decades, forcing them to become combatants and sex slaves. Another one that I have mentioned is the witch doctors who abduct children to kill them and use their organs for witchcraft. However, there are many other forms of trafficking that are present here. One involves the region of Karamoja, in the northeastern corner of Uganda. The Karamajong are a nomadic cattle herding tribe (similar to the Masai). Apparently there is a fairly common practice where someone either tricks or abducts Karamajong children, and then takes them to the cattle markets on the Uganda/Kenya border, where they are sold every Friday. There are booths at the “cattle market” reserved specifically for selling children. The child is then bought and taken to Kampala or other large cities, where he is forced to beg on the streets. At the end of the day, he turns over all the money he received to the traffickers, and is locked up until the next day when he gets to do it all over again. This is not a practice that is confined to the Karamajong and Kampala, but rather is seen all over the world.

I just wanted to pass along some of the things I learned. Thank you for taking the time to read. If we are truly followers of Christ, who was about setting the captives free, I do not think we can ignore this. Each one of those children is extremely valuable to Him. It breaks His heart to see them exploited, abused, and ignored. Modern day slavery desperately needs modern day abolitionists. There are many ways that we can be involved in the struggle against human trafficking. Here are some websites that can be helpful in this area:






Thanks for reading.
Love,
Sarah

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Update

Hello friends,

I’ve apparently had some issues with my last few updates, as it seems not everyone on my list has been receiving them. If you are interested, you can make sure you are up to date by visiting my blog at http://uganda-journey.blogspot.com.

It’s been a busy few weeks since my last long update. ECM Gulu was joined by another American missionary, Christine Sliwinsky. We are excited to have her here! Melissa recovered a bit quicker from her second bout of Malaria, so we were able to leave on Friday Oct 16th to go to Kampala to get our visas renewed. We went first thing and dropped off our passports to get the process started. One of the Ugandan volunteers who helped the summer team with translation (Ocan David) is now a student at Makerere, and he had invited us to come and watch a student led cultural festival, so we went there Friday afternoon and Saturday morning. The theme was HIV/AIDS and Cross-Generational Sex. David presented a poem which he had written about HIV/AIDS in Luo, and we also got to watch an Acholi folk song. We also saw presentations by many other different tribal groups from Uganda, including dances, folk songs, dramas, poems, and dress code. It was fascinating.
Saturday evening we left Kampala and took a bus a little under two hours away, to Jinja, Uganda. That night we rested, but Sunday morning we woke up early and went to see the mouth of the River Nile. It is beautiful and exciting to see. The Nile flows out of Lake Victoria. 70% of the source of the Nile is from the lake, while the other 30% bubbles up from an underground spring. We ate fresh tilapia caught from the Nile, saw hundreds of birds including eagles, kites, and kingfishers, and took a small boat ride out to the location of the spring (stopping at a small man-made island to stick our toes in the Nile). It was a beautiful day and a much needed rest from the busy pace of our work here.
Monday morning we returned to Kampala, and went back to immigration to check on the progress of our visas. Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday we took care of various things in Kampala, and spent time with ECM’s Gayaza staff & missionaries, as well as our friend Kibuule, who was the summer team‘s driver. We also got to visit the Ugandan Martyr’s Monument. Our visas were finally ready on Friday, so after picking them up from immigration, we returned to Gulu by bus. We missed being with the kids in our classes, but were thankful to be able to give Simon some lesson plans so he and Christine could keep classes going while we were gone.
Saturday morning, October 24th, was GuluWalk. The program began around 8:30 with some cultural dance presentations by local primary schools. Walking began a little after 9. We had a live band in front and a truck with a giant sound system in back playing loud music. We walked up and down the streets of Gulu town, with breaks and speeches every few minutes. It is difficult to estimate but I am pretty sure there were over 1,000 people walking. We walked for a little over two hours, ending up in a large field for more speeches and dancing. It was an honor to finally be participating in GuluWalk, and especially to be doing so in Gulu! GuluWalk was a great success this year, with their global efforts raising over $125,000 for building the new youth cultural centre in Gulu town.
This week (Monday morning) the entire ECM Gulu staff is traveling down to the Gayaza office. ECM’s international director Lorella Rouster is in the country and will be presenting a training on human trafficking and modern day slavery. We will travel on Monday, have training Tuesday and Wednesday, and return to Gulu on Thursday.
Melissa, Christine and I have had several opportunities to join Simon and Mary in doing home visits for the sponsored kids. The purpose of this is to get to know the families better, to find out how they are doing, and to hopefully encourage them. However, we always end up being encouraged by them as well. This past week we traveled to the home of one sponsored girl, Apio Prossy. Our meeting was mainly with her father, and it was so encouraging to see a father who is very involved in the lives of his children. He mentioned how most people in the community look down on him and some even avoid him, because he refuses to drink alcohol. Alcoholism is a huge problem in the camps, and even here in town. Many children have lost their fathers because of the war, but those whose fathers are still alive watch them desert their families or see them drunk day after day. So, hearing this man’s story was a huge encouragement.



Prayer Requests:
-Zion Project - they have been experiencing a great deal of spiritual attacks from a number of sources. If you would like more details let me know and I will forward you the update from Zion Project.
-Sudan, esp. Southern Sudan, as they prepare for 2010 elections
-That Joseph Kony would be apprehended and that the children who are currently still captives of the LRA would be returned to their homes.
-For the sponsored children and their families/guardians as they face the ordeal of resettling.
-Safety for ECM Gulu as we travel down to the south for training.
-That Melissa and I would have wisdom about what to focus on and how to best use our last couple of weeks when we get back to Gulu.

Thanks for your prayers and support.
Love,
Sarah

Oct 22nd


Oct 22nd

Hello friends,
Melissa and I are currently in Kampala trying to get our visas
renewed. We hope to return to Gulu tomorrow.
Here is a link to a multimedia piece created by one of the members
of the team that we came with in July, Megan Lange. It is all about
Tegotatoo, the IDP camp that I am currently working in. The man's
voice narrating in parts of it is Simon, our translator and very good
friend. Please take a few minutes to watch.

http://limegreenphotography.com/tegotatoo

Love,
Sarah

Monday, October 12, 2009

Additional Prayer Requests...

Hello friends,
A couple of additional prayer requests - after Melissa and I both emailed our supporters that we were all better, Melissa began feeling bad again. We are fairly sure it is Malaria again so she has already begun taking the medicine. Please pray for her! It is so frustrating to be kept from the kids and from ministry, especially as we near the end of our time here. I am feeling fine, but I appreciate prayers for knowing how to best take care of Melissa and how to help her feel better.
If Melissa is better, we are supposed to travel down to Kampala this Thursday after class in order to get our visas renewed. We plan to go to immigration early Friday morning, and expect to be gone until the next Tuesday or Wednesday, depending on how quickly they process our visas. Please pray for a safe journey and that all would go smoothly at immigration.
Thank you!
Sarah

Saturday, October 10, 2009

GuluWalk Oct 24th

Hi Friends,
I don't know if you are familiar with GuluWalk, but it is an organization/annual event that raises awareness for the situation here in Northern Uganda. It began as a response to the war that occurred here over the last 23 years. Unfortunately I have never had the opportunity to participate, but this year I am very excited to be participating in GuluWalk IN Gulu.

In addition to raising awareness, this year GuluWalk is raising money to build a youth cultural centre in Gulu. I think that this is an important endeavor for a number of reasons. The youth here have been affected in many ways by the war. Neighboring tribes often look down on the Acholi people because of the war that occurred here, even though it was not their fault. Having a place that honors their culture will restore a sense of cultural pride. Having a place that encourages the arts, justice, and ultimately peace will have a great impact on the youth and everyone in the community. The youth here are daily faced with opportunities to make bad decisions or to fall into activities that can destroy their future. Having a place that provides good alternatives to these things is very important, and it is an area that is greatly lacking in Gulu.

GuluWalk is happening on Saturday, October 24th, in many cities around the world. You can check the website at
http://guluwalk.com/get-involved/cities/ if you are interested in getting involved. If you are unable to get involved yourself, but you want to help, feel free to look below at my request for support. You can support me in my walk for Gulu by buying a brick (or several) to help build the new cultural centre.

Thank you for taking the time to read, and for your interest in my work and Northern Uganda.
With love,
Sarah




Subject: Support me and buy a brick!


On Saturday, October 24, I am walking for the children of northern Uganda - - and I need your help.

Along with being a walker, I'm also a 'builder'. I'm selling bricks on my personal page that will go towards building a Youth Cultural Centre in northern Uganda.

The centre will include a theatre, a training centre and will be a central hub of activity in town that will promote locally led approaches to arts, culture, justice and ultimately peace.

In the midst of the country's 23-year conflict, it is the children of northern Uganda that have suffered most. This year GuluWalk is dedicated to providing a future for these youth.

I am walking for these children and to fundraise in support of the Gulu Youth Cultural Centre. Help me be a 'builder'. Donate a brick (or two).

Click on the link below to sponsor me now:

http://my.e2rm.com/personalPage.aspx?SID=2378802

Thank you in advance for your support!

-Sarah
Dear Friends,


Thank you all for your encouragement and prayers…thankfully, Melissa and I are almost back to 100% after our Malaria. We both continue to fight with a lack of energy, but that is normal and it seems to be getting a little better each day. Prayer requests will be included below in italics. : )
Being here has the potential to be very discouraging. It is easy to feel helpless, and to wonder if your being here is doing any good at all. At the same time, being here results in some very sweet moments. Basically, at least in my experiences here so far, there are many high moments and many low moments, with few in-between moments. As you can imagine, this can be very exhausting. I am thankful for the strength God gives and the reminders He gives me of my constant need for dependence on Him. I am thankful for the way He calls us to Himself and promises rest to those who answer that call.
When you pray for Melissa and I please remember these things…that He would fill us with humility and a willingness to depend on Him. That He would give us rest, and constantly fill us with His love for the children we work with and every person we meet throughout our time here.

A high moment:
On Wednesdays, Melissa and I have been volunteering for another organization separate from Every Child Ministries. It is called Zion Project, founded by Sarita Hartz (http://www.ZionProject.org). They have a home for several Acholi women who were formerly abducted, and their children. They also have a home for 10 young Congolese girls. Their mothers are prostitutes but did not want their daughters to grow up in that lifestyle, so they gave them to Zion Project. We tutor the children from both homes. On Wednesday, we stayed a little longer at the Congolese house after our class. Mama Miriam, the house mother for the Congolese girls, led us in worship and a time of prayer. Afterwards, she led the children to lay hands on Melissa and then on me and pray for us. As their prayers were in Kiswahili, I didn’t understand more than a couple of words…but I think it was one of the sweetest experiences I have ever had. Hearing them pour out their hearts to the Lord on mine and Melissa’s behalf was such a blessing to both of us.
Please pray for Sarita, her staff, and the women and children of Zion Project. The Acholi women are preparing to graduate from the program and move out on their own with new vocational skills. Sarita is busy helping them find homes and jobs, as well as schools for the Congolese girls to attend.


In other news…
I am thankful that Melissa is here for many reasons, but one of them is that she initiates many fun experiences that I would otherwise miss out on (Beanut Soup, for example). This time it meant trying a Jackfruit. These fruits are larger and heavier than a small baby, and they are prickly so when Melissa carried it across town to our house, it left her arms looking like she had carried a porcupine across town. Thankfully our friend Kosmas was around to help us cut it…
before you do so, you have to cover your hands with cooking oil because of the sticky white sap (think Elmer’s glue) that comes out of the skin…(armor?) of the fruit. When you get it open, the inside is divided into sections. It is very sweet and the taste reminded me of a cross between grapes and bubble gum.

I am also pleased to announce that we are slowly picking up bits of the Luo language. I passed a man on the road the other day and was surprised that I carried on an entire conversation with him. He greeted me, asked me how I was, and where I was going. I knew how to answer these questions, but what surprised me was that I understood him when he asked me. I have also learned how to say “Please talk slower,” so hopefully I will be able to comprehend more of what the children try to tell me.

The future…
Just this past week it hit us that we are only a month and a half away from our departure date. Gulu and the Acholi people have been on my heart for the last several years and I think it is going to be very painful to leave this place. I am willing to go wherever God sends me, and at this point I honestly have no idea if I am to come back here, remain home, or go somewhere else. Please pray with me as I seek His guidance and His will on this matter.

Thank you for reading.
With love,
Sarah

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Malaria'd!!!

Dear Friends,
Melissa and I have both been sick with a bad cough for around two weeks now. Yesterday when we woke up we both had some other additional symptoms including fevers, so we ended up going to a clinic and getting tested for Malaria, which we both have. Melissa’s is a bit worse than mine and she is really not feeling well at all, although today is definitely better than yesterday so far. Malaria is very common here and fairly simple to treat… the doctor gave us some pills that will hopefully take care of it. We appreciate your prayers for a quick recovery, and that the Malaria will be completely gone from our systems. We are both very disappointed that we aren’t able to spend time with the kids at the festival today, and we will likely cancel our class for tomorrow and maybe Thursday as well. Thanks for your prayers.
Sarah

Don’t Drink and Herd

Some time has passed since this event occurred, but it’s too great of a story to not write about on here.

One Thursday in early August, Melissa and I needed to get to the camp to have our classes, but the van was in the shop. So, we, along with Mary, Simon, and our friend Andrew secured boda bodas for the trip out. Each of us were on our own bike. We got to the outskirts of Gulu town and I was just riding along, enjoying the sites. Usually I keep an eye on the road ahead so I know to hold on for any big bumps, etc. However, this day I was distracted by looking at the shops and all the people along this stretch of road. In an instant, I looked back at the road and realized that we were about to collide with a cow. This was not just any cow, this was a HUGE long-horn steer. My boda driver kept his head and (only by the grace of God) swerved and kept the bike upright. However, as we swerved away from the steer, it also swung its head forcefully in our direction. The boda driver and bike escaped but my neck and shoulder collided with the steer’s horn and head. We swerved further over into the ditch, dodging people and bicycles, and came to a stop. There were a couple dozen people milling around at that point, and it felt like all of them froze to see what would happen next. Andrew was on the bike behind mine and he called out to see if I was okay. Without knowing for sure, I replied that I was. My left side was rather numb and of course I was stunned. I imagined that my left collarbone was broken and that blood was gushing from my neck, but thankfully neither was true. When I realized that, I told Andrew and the boda driver that yes, I really was okay…and we started off again. As we drove off I was laughing with relief (and partly to keep from crying) and I think the people on the street thought I was crazy. Mary, Melissa and Simon were far enough ahead or behind that none of them knew what had happened until we arrived at the camp. When we arrived, Andrew and the boda drivers informed us that the reason the steer was in the middle of the road, and swinging his head angrily, was because the man who was herding it was drunk. Thankfully Andrew had his first aid kit with him, so he let me borrow an ice pack, some disinfectant and a bandaid for the small cut on my shoulder. Other than that, I just had soreness and a nice bruise on my shoulder and neck.

If I had been paying attention to the road ahead and seen the cow coming, I probably would have panicked and caused things to go badly. As it was I hardly had time to realize what was happening until after I’d already collided with the cow. If I had made contact with the tip of the steer’s horn instead of the side of it, things would have been a lot worse. The boda driver also could have easily lost control of the bike. I am very thankful for God’s protection.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Update Sept. 18th

Dear Friends,

Where to begin! Since I arrived back in Gulu everything has been nonstop. The kids had progressed a ton while I was gone and are continuing to do well. It is amazing how eager they are to learn anything and everything! The children were always welcoming, but now they welcome us as friends and people that they look forward to seeing, which is a huge blessing to Melissa and I.
Some of you might be aware of the serious riots that occurred in Kampala last week because of political and tribal issues in the south. We are about 5 hours drive from Kampala and so it did not affect us directly, but please remember those affected in your prayers. Many people were injured and several were killed as well.

If you are short on time, please feel free to skip down to the prayer requests. If not, here is a story about staying overnight in the IDP camp. :)

Last week Melissa and I and our friends/translators Ben and Simon decided to stay overnight in the IDP camp, visiting with some of the families of children in the sponsorship program. It was a wonderful experience! We went on Saturday for sponsorship club, and afterwards we went to the home of Concy, one of the oldest girls in the sponsorship program. Her mother cooked us a wonderful meal of traditional local dishes like sweet potato, cassava, ground sim-sim peas, and cabbage. We were hungry from the long morning and ate until we were very full. After we finished, Simon informed us that there had been a miscommunication and actually there were two homes that were expecting us, and had cooked for us. So, we walked three miles through the bush to the home of Aol, another sponsored girl, and ate again. The home was so far from the camp because Aol’s family has already resettled. I can’t remember the name of the place in Acholi, but in English it means “The cow chased me.” There we also had cassava, as well as g-nut paste and g-nut sauce which were both delicious.
As it grew dark we began our journey back toward the camp. I don’t have the words to describe the beauty that exists in the African bush when there is no moon and the stars feel like they are inches away. You will just have to imagine it. It is certainly a reminder of how great God is…that with a single breath He could bring all of that into existence.
When we arrived back at Concy’s hut for the night, we gathered inside and the house quickly filled up with children from the surrounding huts who know us from the sponsorship program. Melissa and I chatted with them the best that we could without the help of Simon, who was busy outside. We looked through Concy’s photo album (a typical activity when you visit someone’s home here) and sang some songs, and then it was time for bed. Simon and Ben went to the home of one of the sponsored boys for the night, and we told the other children goodnight. Concy’s mother and sister were gone that night so some of the other girls from the sponsorship stayed. Concy asked Melissa to lead us all in a prayer time. We read a Psalm and prayed and then got ready to sleep. There were six of us sleeping on mats on the floor of the hut, with plenty of room to spare. They don’t look that big from the outside but inside they are very spacious and welcoming.
When Melissa and I woke up, the hut was empty. We sat around for a few minutes and then the girls returned from the kitchen hut with breakfast. It included tea, millet bread, another dish that can only be compared to tomato soup with large mushrooms in it (which was delicious), and pancakes, which are more along the lines of an American donut. After that we attended church at Tegotatoo Baptist Church, the only church in the camp as far as I know. This was our second time to attend this church, and it is my favorite place to attend here, although we don’t go often because of the distance from town. The congregation includes maybe 8 or 9 men, who are responsible for playing the instruments, and then maybe 25 women and twice that many children. The worship is incredible, and the majority of the songs are in Acholi with only a few in English. The locally made instruments are fascinating and have a unique and beautiful sound. Most of the songs include dancing and many of them include jumping up and down, regardless of your age. Melissa and I both willingly admit our unfortunate lack of rhythm, but it’s very difficult to stand still when you are surrounded by such movement.
After worship, they always include a time of testimony. The pastor testified that he was riding his bicycle after dark and he collided with another man, but neither one of them was injured and their bicycles were fine too. A woman testified that her daughter was preparing to give birth but something was wrong, so they tried to make it to the hospital….they didn’t make it in time but her daughter and the baby were both fine. Another woman testified that she had gone to the garden to dig that weekend, leaving her children at home, and when she came back she heard from the neighbors that her husband had actually cared for the children while she was gone, preparing them food and otherwise taking care of them…that had never happened before. After testimonies, the pastor preached in Acholi and Simon translated for us. Church ended around 2 PM and then Miriam came and picked us up.
The weekend was a wonderful experience…it was a blessing to be welcomed into the homes and lives of the sponsored children. Melissa and I both want to experience daily life in the camp to better understand the way they live, so we hope to spend more time there in the near future aside from our class time.
We will have one opportunity for that on this coming Tuesday. The Chief of Gulu has decided to have a festival, and he chose Tegotatoo for the location. I’m not sure the details or what the occasion is, all I know is that there is a festival, that it will last all day, and that we are invited. We are very excited, and I will be sure to let you know how it goes.


Prayer requests:

1. Melissa and I both have very bad coughs and a lack of energy. Please pray for a quick recovery and that our ministries would not be affected.
2. The political/tribal issues in the south.
3. ECM’s director Lorella Rouster as she travels to Uganda sometime in the next couple of months.
4. For the children - for their continued protection, and for their families as they are faced with the ordeal of resettling.
5. Melissa and I in our interactions with other “muzungus” (white people) who are here for various reasons. Please pray for one friend in particular who is very interested in why Melissa and I believe so strongly in Jesus.

Thank you for your interest, support, and prayers. It was an encouragement to see and hear from many of you while I was home.
With love,
Sarah

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Mini-update

Dear friends,

I am long overdue for an update! As many of you know, I have been home in Tennessee for the last two weeks after my grandfather, Roy Thomas, passed away on August 17th. It was good to be home with my family and my grandmother and I’m very thankful that I was able to be home during this time. As much as I will miss him, I’m thankful also that my Grandpa is experiencing fullness of joy in the presence of the Lord, and will never be in pain or have to suffer again!

I am now back in Uganda as of Sunday. Before I left, Melissa and I had become adjusted to our schedule and had settled into our different ministries well. I was beginning to understand phrases here and there out of people’s conversations, but I think it will take me a few days to get back to that point after being gone! We were beginning to see the children make a lot of progress in their learning, and since I left, Melissa has kept me updated on how they are doing. This past week they read their first sentence in their tribal language, Acholi. I am eager to get back to working with them. I missed the children a lot, as well as my co-workers!

Love,
Sarah

Prayer requests:

For my family, and especially my grandmother Evelyn Thomas
For me, that I would have minimal jetlag and be able to jump right back into work smoothly
For Melissa as she recovers from carrying on our work by herself while I was gone
For ECM’s founder Lorella Rouster as she travels back to Uganda from the states later this month to take care of various tasks
Please continue to pray for the children: for their protection, and for their families and guardians who are facing the ordeal of moving out of the IDP camps and into resettlement areas.

Monday, August 10, 2009

Aug. 10th 2009

Hello friends,

My heart is heavy as I write you with a small update and a major prayer request. Witchdoctors are common in the southern part of Uganda and if I understand correctly, they are only recently becoming more common up here in the north as well. These witchdoctors are known for kidnapping children and cutting off their heads to use in their witchcraft. This is a broad problem that obviously needs prayer but it also directly affects the children that we are working with. As I have mentioned before, we are working with children in the Tegotatoo IDP camp, which is named for the hill that it is next to - “Atoo Hill” or “Death Hill.” The LRA used to have a camp there. Now, apparently the witchdoctors have established themselves on the other side of the hill. The government is currently requesting people in the IDP camps to resettle by the end of the year, and for the people in Tegotatoo, they are trying to move them to…the other side of the hill, where the witchdoctors are. Some families have already moved and so for the children to come to school, they have to pass through the area where the witchdoctors are currently working. Many of the children commute to school alone, because their parents or guardians leave early in the morning to dig in the gardens just to provide enough food to keep their families alive. We know of one little girl and her brother who remain at the school by themselves until late in the evening when their grandmother can get them on her way home from the garden. Please pray for God’s protection for these families and their children. This is a very difficult and dangerous place to be a child…if it’s not one thing, it’s another. It breaks my heart to see them and to realize the very real danger that they are in every single day. It’s difficult to understand the helplessness and hopelessness that their parents must feel.

Thanks for your prayers for these children.
Sarah

Friday August 7th, 2009



Hi friends,
I haven’t been updating my blog aside from my supporter updates but hopefully I can change that. J Things are going well here…..Melissa and I work well together and I am really thankful that God planned for her to be here with me even though neither one of us had any idea until the last minute. It turns out that my main role here is tutoring, which is fine, but not one of my strong points as I don’t actually have a teaching degree. Melissa does, so that has helped a lot.

So, funny story. One day this past week Melissa and I went to the market on our own. We were quite proud of ourselves for buying carrots, potatoes, tomatoes, zucchini, and eggs, all without getting overcharged (muzungu price). As we were leaving, Melissa decided to buy some beans. She got two different kinds. Yesterday, we decided it was time to do something with the beans. Melissa opened one bag and put them in the pot, then got the others out… we were surprised at how much they resembled peanuts, but added them to the pot anyway. A little while later Melissa was checking to see how the beans were going. She got a spoonful out and called me into the room. “Does this look like a peanut to you?” She split the small brown “bean” in half and we realized….yes… they were peanuts. So…we have created a new African delicacy. Melissa has named it “Beanut soup.” We have plans to finish cooking it, invite our African friends over, and tell them it is an American specialty. Check back later to find out how THAT goes.

In our defense, African peanuts (called groundnuts) really DO look a LOT like beans. And they sell them NEXT to the beans in the market.

When we first got here, with the team and all, Ugandan culture didn’t really seem all that different from American culture (aside from small stuff) but the longer I am here the bigger the difference seems. I bought a Lwo-English dictionary (Lwo is another word for the Acholi language) and the selection of words alone made me realize how completely different their world is. This book is for use in primary and secondary schools, so the selection of words are intended to be common, useful words. From only one page, we find the Lwo words for “restlessness, being mentally ill or weak-minded”, “ancestral shrine”, “I have charmed or hypnotized”, and “black magic.” I was unaware, until I got here, of how prominent witchdoctors still are. Occasionally we hear of children who were kidnapped and murdered for certain body parts that the witchdoctors use. Most of the children we meet in the camps (and even some in town) have their left ear pierced with a small twig in it. Supposedly, if you are pierced, then your body is no longer perfect and you are of no use to the witchdoctors. It’s discouraging to see how much fear and suspicion have a grip on so many lives here.

Today was our day off. Melissa and I started off by cleaning the house and straightening our rooms, then we came into town to meet with a friend and eat “lunch” (at 5 PM). Now we are finishing up here and plan to have an equally relaxing evening.

Thanks for reading J sorry this was short - more to come soon, hopefully.
Sarah

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

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Hello everyone,
I wanted to give some more personal details about my trip thus far since my last update was rather business-like. The short term trip is over...last weekend we went back down to Kampala. Monday we told the team goodbye and then Monday through Wednesday we worked on running errands and getting our visas extended. Melissa’s church had a team in Kampala and so she met up with them Thursday and Friday, but I came on back to Gulu on Thursday. Mariam and I took care of some basic shopping for our home and worked on getting the house set up, and then Melissa joined us on Saturday.

It was kind of difficult when I was trying to decide whether or not to go with ECM because they require you to do the short term trip before allowing you to stay longer with their organization, and I had really wanted to just dive right into an internship without having a “short term” trip to start off with. I have to say, though, that I am really thankful for having come here initially with a team of such amazing, committed people. Everyone jumped right in and made working with the team just a blessing. Please pray for them as they are back home in the states, missing the children they built relationships with and trying to figure out how to communicate the things they’ve seen. It was also nice to have the opportunity to build relationships with the Ugandan staff in a team atmosphere. If you would like to pray for them they are Mariam, Simon, Joseph, Patrick, Mary, David.

An average day for our team consisted of leaving the hotel around 9:30 to get to Tegotatoo IDP camp around 10:00. The first few days when we drove up to the camp, the women who were cooking the children’s lunch would begin singing and clapping and greet us as we parked the van. The children would also run to the van ,but they kind of kept their distance behind the women, and only some of them were really excited to see us. Gradually though, each day, it seemed like there were more smiles on their faces and their excitement at our arrival grew. By the end of the two weeks, as soon as we were close enough for them to see the dust flying up behind the van, we would hear yelling and cheering and almost every single child had a huge grin on their face as they met us. What an encouragement, that maybe God was using us to bless them as much as He was using them to bless us. After we got there we would play with the children for half an hour or so and then begin the lesson with a welcome and song time. The translators had taught us some children’s worship songs in Acholi, and the children were amused at our attempts to lead songs in their language. For the program we met under the camp’s little thatch roof church. Each team member was responsible for a different part of the program each day, so that left each of us time to sit in with the kids and participate with them in the singing, etc. During each lesson, we would give an invitation and each day, several children would stand up to indicate their desire to accept Christ. A couple of times throughout the two weeks an adult, who had just stopped by to listen or bring their child, would pull one of the team aside and tell them that they want to be saved. With the children, of course, we had to be cautious because many of them were very young and possibly misunderstood the invitation or what they were doing, although we tried to be clear. But there were also many who I believe sincerely accepted Christ for the first time and truly desire to know Him and follow Him.
After the lesson and Bible verse, we would divide up into four “small groups” of about 50 children each. I was partnered with Brooke, and it seemed our group often ended up with like 60 children. If you’ve never watched a game of Duck Duck Goose (Otudu, Otudu, Gweno!!!) with 60 kids…you should! For small groups we would either play games or review vocabulary words from the lesson. Brooke had also brought a couple of children’s story books, and as soon as we finished reading one they would ask to please read another. These children that we were working with were anywhere from a few months old to thirteen or fourteen (although the majority were probably 4-10). Out of the 200 children, probably half of them are old enough to be in school, but are not, for various reasons. Many of them are on a waiting list with ECM, and as soon as they get a sponsor, they can begin attending school. As we saw with the story books and vocab words, they are eager and ready to soak up anything they can possibly learn.
After small groups it would be time to line up for lunch, which consisted of rice and beans, rice and cabbage, or rice and a small piece of beef, depending on the day. The school children would also join us on their lunch break. They would go back to school and then our afternoons would be divided up into two groups - four of our team members ran a first aid/wound clinic, while the rest of us visited with the mothers and babies or played with the children who did not need to be treated. During this time I often ended up with a smaller group of children who really loved to sing. The Acholi culture is a very musical culture. There are two girls named Winny and Sharon (probably around 8 years old) that I spent a lot of time with, and they would spontaneously begin worship songs while all the other children followed in, loudly clapping and often dancing. Around 3:00 or so it would be time to pack up and head back to town. Working with the children in the camps is very draining and tiring, emotionally, physically, and spiritually. (Although somehow it is an encouragement and a blessing at the same time that it is so draining). Although we could catch glimpses of their circumstance, by their appearance and behaviors, we really saw only a tiny part of their life and experiences in the camps. We saw empty Vodka packets lying all over the ground. The children are often violent, or at best rough with each other. Many of the women believe that their children are mistakes, and often don’t refrain from letting those children know it. Life in the camps is far from easy, so although N. Uganda is fairly peaceful, life is still difficult and no where near being back to normal for many people.

In the evenings when we got back to the hotel we would have a short team meeting and eat dinner, leaving a little time to relax and prepare for the next day.

On one of our last days in the camp, the school children got out early and joined our program for the afternoon. We talked with them for a little while and then they sang and danced for us. The songs were ones that they have learned for the music festival (which was also the reason they were out of school). The music festival is a huge event in Uganda where school children perform and compete against each other. I mentioned before that the Acholi culture is very musical. I was thrilled to be here and see them performing their songs. I am familiar with the music festival because of the movie War Dance. It tells the story of several children in the IDP camps and follows their school as they prepare for and then compete in the music festival. I highly recommend the movie because it really does an excellent job of portraying not only the devastation and sufferings that have resulted from the war, but also the hope and the resilience that the children possess. It would also give you a really clear picture of the place where I am working and what life is like here for many people.

Well, today is mine and Melissa’s second day of actually going to work with the ECM staff in the office. We have been preparing our tutoring program for Today and Thursday of this week (with children in the 1st three grades, from Tegotatoo camp). Please pray for us as we seek God’s guidance in what to teach and how to minister to these children. Thanks!


-Sarah

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

This was last week's update...just now getting around to posting it to my blog. :)

Dear friends, family, and supporters,
I apologize for the delay in sending out my promised first update. In this update I will catch you up on what I am doing, what hashappened so far, and prayer requests for my time here.

Details about my time in Uganda:
In order to complete my masters degree in International Development,I am required to do an internship for a minimum of 3 months, in adeveloping country. Northern Uganda has been on my heart for severalyears and I have wanted to come here (to Gulu, Uganda) and meet theAcholi people myself…to hear their stories, to see their circumstancesfirst hand, and to further learn about God’s heart for these peoplewho have suffered so much (I will include some links below if you areinterested in learning more about life in Northern Uganda). After a“long” wait and several disappointing attempts at coming here, theLord has allowed me to come with Every Child Ministries (ECM), a well-established mission organization that has ministries in severallocations in Africa. They require their missionaries to come on ashort term basis first before making a longer commitment, and so inorder for me to do my internship I started out by coming with a short-term team. We have been here since July 1st and the team will be hereuntil the 20th. Once they leave I will extend my stay until December3rd in order to complete my internship. My internship will consist of working together with their nationalstaff (Miriam, Joseph, and Simon) on their child sponsorship programin the internally displaced persons camps (IDP camps). I will includemore details on that when I have them. J There is also a chance that Iwill be tutoring some of the sponsored children. Because of the war,many of them have been out of school, so when they gain theopportunity to attend school (through sponsorship) they have a lot ofcatching up to do. In addition to actually tutoring, I will be lookinginto how ECM can further involve themselves and develop a program tofurther meet this need of the children.

What has happened so far:
After some unusually eventful air travel (that’s a whole differentstory)…I met up with the team in the London airport and we made ourway to Entebbe, Uganda, and then by van through Kampala and intoGayaza on the outskirts of Kampala. There, we stayed at a hotel andhad training every day at ECM’s Gayaza office. We met the Gayazastaff as well as the Gulu staff and translators, who had traveled downfrom Gulu to join us for training.
Highlights:
-Had a great time of training, getting to know each other on ourteam, and getting to know the Ugandan partners.
-Had the privilege of celebrating with the Gulu staff at the purchaseof a van for their use in the north. This will be a huge helpfor their ministry.
-Worshiping together at a Ugandan church Sunday morning.

Sunday after church we drove the 6 hours north to Gulu. We got the new Gulu van broken in very well - we had the back seat so full of luggagethat the window popped open (one that wasn’t supposed to open). Wekept it shut the rest of the way to Gulu by taping it with bandaids.We were also very thankful for God’s protection as we were drivingalong fairly quickly and had a front tire blow out. Our driver, James,very carefully got us to a safe stop. Since arriving in Gulu, we have spent Monday and Tuesday in one of theIDP camps where ECM has done ministry before - Tegotatoo (sounds likeTay-gora-tor). It is interesting to note that part of the name of thiscamp means “death.” The reason it is named this is because it isalmost in the shadow of a large hill by the same name, where theLord’s Resistance Army had a base and killed many people back when thewar was focused in this area. (See the link below to read more aboutthe Lord’s Resistance Army or “LRA”).In the mornings we have worship and a Bible lesson with the children,break up into “small groups” (50-60 children in each of 4 groups) to do review and play games, and then feed them lunch. In the afternoonsome of us have been spending time with the mothers & babies, orchildren, while others have been running a first aid clinic. We hadWednesday off and will be spending Thursday and Friday in the campagain.

Prayer Requests:
One of the main prayer requests that I planned to send when I wrotemy first update was about finding housing here for the 5 months that Iwill remain after the team leaves. However, that one has alreadyturned into a praise. The most likely situation was that I would haveneeded to find a small apartment, and that I would have been living bymyself. However, when I got here and started talking with Miriam, shesaid that she would really love to move out of her current livingsituation and also to have a roommate. This was a huge relief to me asI was not sure how I felt about living alone. Miriam had a friend whowas able to find us a little house to rent, very reasonably. Inaddition to this, I had kind of hoped in the back of my mind that Godwould somehow work it out for someone from the short-term team to alsostay. I really didn’t think that was even a possibility. However, oneof the girls, Melissa, has decided to stay (as long as her planeticket can be changed & everything). She will probably be here til the middle of September! I am really excited to have the living situationworked out as well has having two roommates when I thought I wouldhave none. J

Another praise: our team is wonderful. There are 8 of us, as well asJohn Rouster (the director) and his daughter Whitney. We have workedtogether well. I have been extremely thankful for the team becauseseveral of them have already mentioned that they will leave behindsome of their supplies and simple things that are difficult to gethere so that Melissa and I will have what we need when we move intothe house.

Please pray for:
-the nearby countries of Congo, Central African Republic, andSouthern Sudan that are still being plagued by the violence of the LRA(that has left behind such chaos and brokenness in Uganda).
-for the team and their remaining 1.5 weeks of ministry here.Several of them are considering and praying about coming back toUganda on a long-term basis.
-that I would have clarity and a deep sense of focus and purpose inmy internship work. (That I would make the most of my time here andfind a good balance of learning but also contributing to the ministryhere.)
-the Acholi language is a little more difficult than I expected, butI would really like to pick up as much as possible while I am here…atleast enough to communicate with the children to some extent. Please pray that God would give me an ear for the language and that I would be able to pick up a great deal over the next few weeks especially!Thank you all so much for your interest, support and friendship.
God bless you!
Sarah

More about Africa, Uganda, and the LRA:
www.ecmafrica.org
http://www.invisiblechildren.com/about/history/

Saturday, May 23, 2009

Leaving in a little more than a month!

Well, I can hardly believe that I leave for Uganda in about 5 weeks. I hardly feel ready...a lot to do and not much time to get it done. I was hoping to have quit my job by now so that I could help out at camp but apparently that wasn't part of the Plan. He knows best.

When I was looking for a field semester I began by limiting myself to organizations that would not require me to raise support. I just didn't "feel like" raising support...I have done that a lot for short term trips and didn't really think it was the best thing to do it again. Also I just didn't feel like asking people for money. I don't enjoy that part. And besides, we are in the middle of an economic crisis. I know God owns everything and can lead people to give...but can I really ask people to give when we're in a situation like this?

But, when I received rejection after rejection for each place I applied...I finally resorted to applying to an actual mission organization, where I would be required to raise support. I was accepted, and reluctantly wrote my support letters and mailed them out. My entire support - around $9,000 - has already come in (within about 2 months), in spite of my lack of faith, or stubbornness, or whatever we should call it. Humbling, undeserved, and more than I could've ever imagined. Thank you Lord. He deserves all the praise - He is my Provider.