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Friday, August 22, 2025

Summer or Not, Here We Are

It may be summer in North America, but here we are experiencing rainy season. And it's a season like no other. I don't really know how to describe how cold our house is, except that's it's 24 degrees and I'm sleeping under two duvets. I wear slippers around the house and we are bundled in sweatshirts in the evening. The skies are constantly grey and it's difficult to charge our solar lamps and water pump. The rains fall all the time right now, and I don't remember a rainy season like this in the 16 years I have been in Uganda. But weather does not slow us down. 
On Monday evenings, there is a Bible study group called "Gulu Work and Worship". Moses often leads this group as they go through curriculum that tie God and business together. Last month I also attended one interesting session where a local Christian businessman came and shared his testimonies and stories of kingdom work. It was inspirational and encouraging for many of our youth and even I was challenged to try new things and see God's hand at work in all aspects of our lives.
Moses was given some new sandals. Haha... made out of tire. Notice he is wearing socks, not because they are uncomfortable, but because he's cold. :)  It's the fashion for the front inch or so to curve upwards. Does anybody want a pair? We can order them for you. 
We miss Home Hardware or Rona. This is a typical example of a hardware store in Gulu.
Country wide - posho (cornmeal) and beans is an everyday meal. Especially for students. Ugandans life when they hear I ate peanut butter and jam sandwiches for 13 years in school.
Eating with our hands is also normal here.
We love it when the youth come home to visit. This is our dear friend Joy.
The kids are once again squeezed in Sunday school. I've had 37 kids in this room for storytelling and colouring. I'm so proud of how they handle the space. But we can't wait to move to our own church property. University Community Church is currently renting along the fence line of the university, but we now own a piece of land, also close to campus, and we are working with an engineer to find the best way forward. Construction is not easy and the budget is often overwhelming, but God is faithful.
I absolutely love watching the sun set from our bedroom window. Today that field is full of sunflowers, which is my absolute favourite.
In the morning, it is just as peaceful.
Local Acholi Food - all vegetarian dishes, and most of them are pasted with Gnut (peanut) sauce.

We are getting ready to host a team from North America. They are staying with us from Sept. 8-29, while we run two week-long eye clinics. We are expecting up to a hundred patients a day, for a 5-day clinic in Gulu, at our church, and another one in Kitgum, where Moses often preaches on the radio. Please pray for us, as we print banners, run radio adverts, and get the word out, as well as, prepare the volunteer team. We are excited that they will be staying in our home for the most part! 

Last week was Fresher's Week, meaning youth came from all over the country, to attend Gulu University. Our church goes out of it's way to welcome these young people - with a tent set up on campus, through the Primetime guild, where students were shown where to find their hostels, classes, and invited to attend evening sessions or UCC on Sunday. For six evenings, Primetime ran fun events in different hostels and God's word was shared throughout games, talent shows, cultural laughter, movie nights and Praise and Worship on the main campus.
Our hearts were blessed last weekend when village mates of mine travelled all the way from Wingham, ON, to visit us at the end of another trip they had within Uganda. Doug Kuyvenhoven was able to sit down with Moses and Pastor Jimmy and share a 40-minute podcast for the youth in the work and worship Bible study group. 
Pure joy to hang out with friends from Canada. Doug and his sister Wilma shared stories, laughter, and tears in our home. God is good.
Monday morning they left us and flew back Entebbe, only to be caught in the Air Canada strike. They were delayed two days before flying back across the pond. 
We sure do wish more friends and family would come and visit us here.
Cultural night was a blast. We celebrated the different tribes where the students came from around Uganda. I dressed up in a Canadian t-shirt, but wore Karamojong beads and skirt to make the evening colourful.
Isaac, a friend from church, shared a wonderful poem he'd written about the diversity of God's people in the Pearl of Africa.
Sadly, I was admitted again for 24 hours with another round of malaria. I have been here 16 years, and only had malaria 4 times, but April and July are too close together in my opinion. Some people think that it didn't get completely knocked out in the spring, and so it came back again. This time, I made sure to do bloodwork one week after my medications were finished and there is no trace of malaria now. It took the nurses 11 attempts to get an IV in and they finally used a vein in my foot. Not easy.
Well, that's a short update for today. Thanks for sticking around and reading our stories.

Thursday, July 10, 2025

The Fun Stuff of June

I've been awake since three this morning, with so many thoughts rushing through my mind. We continue to praise God for the gift of life, but at the same time we are experiencing the side effects of trauma. Moses' recovery is physically going well, except for his right shoulder. Lifting his arm above his chest is difficult and he needs physio. Otherwise, traffic makes us both much more nervous right now. Just the other day I saw a car knock a motorcycle and I immediately burst in to tears. It happens often, but now I feel the weight of it much more so.
What else is on my mind... well, our girls are growing up. We just finished visiting Becky, who is working her way through Secondary Four. She has two more years left of high school because she dreams of becoming a lawyer. (In Uganda, you can finish in either S4 or S6, depending on the future career path you choose.) And Sarah will begin nursing school on Monday. Say what!? They are growing up and we are so proud of them.
We are moving within the next twenty days! My mind is busy organizing where I will place things in the new house, what I can sell, who will be our first guests, will we have power, and so much more. I am overwhelmed here by the expat community who want to help us shift.
Here are a few fun videos of the past month.
On our way to Kampala - to visit the girls at school and to pick up supplies - we usually stop for some roadside snacks.
Chicken on a stick, huge mushrooms to prepare for supper, roasted cassava
On Sunday evenings, we often head over to church to pick us as many people as we can to head out to Gulu Community Park for Bible and Basketball/Sports fellowship.
Dancing at a birthday party for our Pastor and his family
Worshipping together
 
Cultural dancing

Showing off the moves
As the morning sun now begins to brighten the skies and the puppies begin tapping on the front door for their breakfast biscuits, I am just reminded of how faithful God is and how blessed we are today. 
I celebrated my 49th birthday with a few friends. They came over for a pork roast and chapati.
Let me finish with a little birthday fun. I was blessed with a new dress and shoes from friends.

Saturday, June 14, 2025

The Gift of Life

For the past 11 days, this song - Miracle Child - has been playing in our house. Moses kicked off the month with a motorcycle accident and that has shaken us a little. On June 2, Moses was going to visit a site just a few kilometers away. He put on his helmet, hopped on his big bike, and moments later, I received a phone call from Moses' number. An Indian's voice said, "Madam, Mr. Moses has been in a minor motorcycle accident, near Steel & Tube, please come." Click. Yikes, that's a way to jump start your day. I told the girls I was going to find Daddy, and I hopped in the car. Halfway to the accident site, Moses himself called me - well, can I get a Hallelujah!, and he shakily told me that he was riding on a motorcycle taxi straight to the clinic and he wanted me to meet him there. We pulled into the clinic at the same time.

A young man, a carpenter, was riding his bicycle, and ferrying lumber. Without signaling to turn, he cut in front of Moses, the bike and the lumber blocking the road. Moses dropped the bike, rolled a good distance, and thinks he might have blacked out briefly. When he got up, he praised the Lord he was alive. He couldn't see his motorcycle, and there was a crowd around both of the victims. The other guy was immediately rushed to the main hospital. He had 3 broken bones in one leg. He definitely needed surgery.

Now, on top of being grateful for Moses' life being spared (of which I believe he has more lives than 3 cats), I am grateful for community. Church members came to the clinic during our 5 hours there getting treatment. Others went to be with the man on the bicycle. We wanted to make sure he was okay. It took 3.5 days before the doctors were able to put pins in his legs. We had to buy surgical pins from Kampala in order to make it happen soon, otherwise the doctors were talking of amputation.

For the next few days, my years of experience as a support worker came back, as I helped Moses bathe, dress, smear lotion, and walk around the house. On top of that, the second day, we had 17 visitors come to check on Moses and I had to prepare tea with a snack/escort, and a big supper. I thank God I have been feeling energetic, because there was a lot to do. I was also able to pick up crutches from the bus park, that were sent by our sister in Soroti. 

Back to living in community - it just blessed our hearts how many people came to visit, pray, support, and become mediators with the other man's family. And many people brought fruit, so we enjoyed some delicious smoothies as a family.
It's now been over 12 days and Moses' arms are finally drying up. He is still having difficulty with his shoulder, palm, and knee on the right side, but we praise God for no broken bones or internal bleeding.
Another amazing community that stepped up were friends in North America who quickly came to the rescue to help cover the costs of medical treatment for the bicyclist and more. You know who you are and we are eternally grateful for the difference you made here! May God bless you abundantly!
When Moses was strong enough to be left at home, I joined a few church members in attending a burial for one of our neighbors at church. The mother left behind 6 children and one often comes to our Sunday school class. She's holding the mic in the photo below. She's really been struggling with the loss of her mom. We got to the burial function around 11:30 and didn't leave until 4:30. And I would consider that a short service. 
When the casket was lowered into the ground, tables were set up to feed the maybe 2000 people in attendance. I went to go find my Sunday school star, and found her seated on a mat, behind the house, near a nurses station. Yes, at this burial, there was a first aid station and an ambulance on site. My young friend was in shock and as we left her in the hands of her friends and with medical staff, she was being put on an IV drip to gain some energy. I was also sitting there in shock - culture shock. I often think that Ugandans are amazingly strong people, but when it comes to burials, there is a culture of wailing, fainting, and medical attention that I am not used to seeing. Trust me, we cry when we lose someone, but for the most part our services are very orderly and family/close friend oriented. There are no political speeches or land disputes of which I am aware.

Both the accident, and the loss of a neighbor have reminded us how fragile life is and that no one knows the day or the hour. I am glad that I have the confidence in knowing that "this world is not my home, I'm just a-passin' through" and that heaven has a place prepared for me. Check out the song that has been speaking to Moses this month, and has now become an anthem in our home.

Lyrics for "Miracle Child" by Brandon Lake:

I shouldn't be aliveMy future was six-feet underOne foot in the graveNo hope to be saved, yeahI shouldn't be alive
But I'm a miracle childDefied every diagnosisAnd as close as it cameI can stand here and sayI'm a miracle child
Death, where is your sting?My Savior's word is finalI am resurrectedBlood-protectedI am a miracle child
If you're facing the oddsIf you think you're beyond His savingThere's no life He can't raiseNo, your wounds aren't too greatHe's a miracle God
'Cause He shouldn't be aliveHis body was six-feet underThree days in the graveBut that stone rolled awayYeah, our God is alive, oh
Death, where is your sting?My Savior's word is finalI am resurrectedBlood-protectedI am a miracle childOh, death, where is your sting?My Savior's word is finalI am resurrectedBlood-protectedI am a miracle child
You're the living, breathing God of gloryI'm a living, breathing testimonyYou're the one who turns a dead-end storyTo a living, breathing testimonyYou're the living, breathing God of gloryI'm a living, breathing testimonyYou're the one who turns a dead-end storyTo a living, breathing testimony
Death, where is your sting?'Cause my Savior's word is finalI am resurrectedBlood-protectedI am a miracle childOh, death, where is your sting?My Savior's word is finalI am resurrectedBlood-protectedI am a miracle child
I've been crucifiedRaised with ChristI am a miracle child


Tuesday, June 3, 2025

The Colours of Our Life

At the end of the university year, we mamas at church took the younger ladies out for a night on the town. We dressed up, shared testimonies of the insights we had learned at Soul Sistaz this year, laughed, prayed together, and of course, had a fun photo shoot.
Chatting with the Ladies
Soul Sistaz in Style
Hello from the ladies
Palm Sunday
The church was waving in remembrance of Christ's entry into Jerusalem.
He is the King of kings!
Praise the Lord!
From the kids corner... just learning of the Good News.
This large snail greeted me at the gate one day. He was enjoying posho - cornmeal.
The Easter Lily bloomed on Palm Sunday. God's timing is amazing.
The Good Friday services started with 7 lit candles. 
The Mamas at church
On Easter Sunday, 27 youth came home for the day - for food, fun, fellowship, a movie, and more. We were squeezed and loved every minute of it.
This year the youth love getting their photos taken after church. A different outfit = a new smile. 
Cheers everyone!
Mango season - fresh from our tree
In national news, a bus from Kampala to Soroti, served to miss a bicycle and lost almost all the passengers. So sad. Please pray for the safety on our roads.
TLT Graduation in Kitgum. After 2 years and 6 modules of Timothy Leadership Training, 14 certificates were handed out in a fun ceremony of celebration.
Grads brought along friends and family to celebrate with them.
Sand castles in the village
Aztecs or Mayans
So creative!
White ant season. These flying termites announce the beginning of rainy season. These sources of protein are collected, dried and fried for a tasty snack.
Foot washing ceremony
Benitah and I, just a little sassy.
Visiting with my mother-in-law.
Barbecuing with friends
Back to the TLT grads
Even I got my diploma - 2 years late. :)
After being sick for a week and a half - it was good to be back out in public and have a little bit of spunk in my spirit.
Speaking of Sunday Shots - Family Photo
And one final grad photo.
Thanks for glimpsing our lives in the past two months.
Village Roads

Going to church in a tuktuk