April 5th, 2009
I won’t be able to post anything on here for maybe another three weeks. My mac is shot and Angela who is the computer whiz in Kampala laughed when I told her I had a mac. Sooo, this will be the last update until I can get another computer.
There have been so many people involved in this and I don’t think at this time I could name all of you but I would like to thank Skot and Sarah from the United Kingdom for taking Waiting For A Friend to their country. They are the salt of the earth and I am honored to have met them.
Mira the Swiss/Aussie social worker has shared tears, laughter,insight and has been an all out blessing to have met. Micah and I both will be forever connected to her and her family.
The kids at Hope primary school will soon have a roof over their half finished bathrooms. That might not sound like much, but some of us pay to rough it so we can piss outside. The children have no choice. They deserve to have so much more then then a roof over their toilet but we are starting small and thats what they needed. I could give you all a list of everything they need but that would just depress you. We also finished shooting film with them on friday and I cant wait for everybody to see it. Watching the rough tapes brings tears to my eyes and their story as a community has been life changing for me.
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March 28th, 2009
The Waiting For a Friend Team has been in Kenya the last few days without access to the internet. They are currently traveling back to Jinja, Uganda. Keep them in your thoughts and prayers and check back soon for updates.
March 19th, 2009
Finding the right words to start this report have been straining.
The ashtray says I’ve been up all night..
The beauty I have found in this country is something I could never capture with film or paper and seeing it by moonlight is something all together breathtaking, but I sit tonight at the hotel Roma in downtown Gulu, Uganda and I see very little beauty. Even the moon seems to be sad about what he is witnessing because tonight there is no halo to light these dark streets. There is a stark difference between Northern Uganda and Eastern Uganda. The war in the North has seemingly sucked all of the hope out of the people and the land has an apocalyptic feel to it and seems to be a little bit closer to hell. The beauty I have found in the Eastern regions of Uganda have been replaced with two thoughts.
1) This is what a 20year old war looks like.
2) This is what exploitation looks like.
I was also asked today what the difference between Texas and Uganda was and all I could think to tell him was, “Well, we haven’t had a 20 year old war.” And tonight I can truly see, hear, and feel the difference.
We have found something in Northern Uganda and after finding it I have quickly started to regret the facts. I have no way of proving anything and I’m sure that if I came out with my own numbers they would write me off as a trouble maker, but I have heard from more then one source that there are over 300 NGO’s working in the Northern Regions of Uganda. I have spoken to refugee’s, NGO workers and the upper class Africans of Kampala and they all have very similar stories, “This is a man made situation, and our government needs this to continue the aid money pouring into our country. They also always smile when they realize that we are not with a Missions group or an NGO.
What’s the score here??
Is this real?
How could a very large group of educated whites come to a country like this and sit around and do little to nothing?
The missions is the worse for me. I consider myself a Christian. I grew up in church and when I found my own mind quickly left it. There is a wall between the preachers and the mass. How can you go to a camp of people that have been displaced by their own government and tell them God loves them and then just go back to the nice hotel on the strip. The injustice of all of this has on more then one occasion brought me to tears. I cannot wrap my mind around this country or those organizations.
The only word is exploitation.
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March 13th, 2009
We are leaving for Kampala tomorrow morning at 4:30am and going to the IDP camps on Saturday… I am excited, scared, distracted, and have an extreme feeling of homelessness. I will update on Monday if I can..
We have found a school for refugee’s from the Congo and its ran by a Man Named Jack, Im not sure how to spell his last name so, I have decided that waiting for a friend will help him in any way that we can, even if its me and him starving to death. My friend Mira has been working there with them for a month or so and introduced us to the whole community. The Village is called Endejje and its a slum of Kampala located right behind a giant Bible college. (hahahahhahaha) Most of the “Bible” students have never been to the village which I find totally funny….. and par for the course in this country……
Hope all is well,
Some say the end is near, but London’s flooding and I, live by the river!