

This morning I said goodbye to Arua. It has been a busy but productive 7 days. Blasio and Samson accompanied me to the airport for an 11AM flight. We arrived a little before 10, only to find that the plane was waiting for us to take-off! We were going to fly to Yei in S. Sudan, drop off some folks and then return over Arua to Kampala. One has to be a little flexible in travel! I have been through yei before. It is a small airstrip well away from the town. It has a single grass airstrip. In fact in a single journey I experienced, grass, dirt and tarmac landing strips! Luckily, Eagle air was very efficient and had us turned around in 10 minutes and had us in Kampala almost on time.
Our regular driver, Charles , was there to meet me and take me to Mercy Junior School along the Entebbe/Kampala Road. Unfortunately when we got to the small side road that leads to the church it was closed for road repairs. We had to walk with my suitcase to the church, to the amusement of all the locals. There has been loads of rain in Kampala and the red mud was a sloppy clay mix. Anyway we made it to the church and spent time with Pastor Joseph, Dennis the new Head teacher and Prossy who has been running the school since its inception. They showed me the new construction and then we met in the small office to discuss future plans: More building, adding qualified teachers, enrollment and schoolroom materials and equipment.
I was noticing toward the end of the meeting that it was getting very dark fro 3:30 in the afternoon. (Kampala has power issues too and there were no lights). Then it happened – the rains came – and they came – for two hours straight. Now Mercy Junior School is built in a slum in a valley. When it rains everything flows downhill! We have spent a lot of time engineering the school to withstand water and rain. In some ways I had wondered why. Now I know. Within only a few minutes, there were raging torrents of muddy brown water running all around the school building. All of the ditches had become streams and the streams, rivers. In an Instant. And so it continued for over two hours. The good news was the school remained dry. The bad news was that I had no way out. There were puddles and mud everywhere, there were no cars anywhere and even if there were, they couldn’t get to us. I was experiencing that which had frustrated me so often – when it rains people don’t show up. I had a dinner meeting and I didn’t know how to get there.
Well the long and the short of the story was that Pastor Joseph was able to walk some way to a fellow Pastor who had a car and he was willing to take me to Kampala, if I could walk some way to where the car could get. It amused the locals no less to watch me pick my way out of the mud, following Dennis who was carrying my suitcase. Dr Livingstone I presume?! The two pastors took me to my hotel in the center of Kampala for which I was very grateful and so I made a contribution to his church!
This evening we had dinner with the folks from World Gospel Mission (WGM). Jonathan Mayo is an American, but was born in Burundi and has spent his life in Africa and wishes to spend the rest of it here too. I love hearing about all the things they are doing – church planting, pastor training, story telling, community health education and evangelism. The operation in Uganda is growing and they are making inroads into S Sudan and Congo as well. In addition they should take some credit for all the work we are doing, because the only reason I came to Uganda in the first place was to visit Victoria who was doing an internship with WGM in Kampala. As they say, the rest is history.
Blessings
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