We all came back, except for one. David stayed behind and will be home in late February. While there he will be visiting villages, assessing current needs, spending time with the people, and letting the Lord use him as He sees fit. He has already had an incredible time there and the following email and pictures were received from him today:
The time has just flown since the team left. Last couple of days have been really special. Praise God, he did miracles in the Uganda Revenue Authority to give us our License plates and Logbook for the attached new vehicle. Tony and I finally gave up waiting and road the post bus to Kampala. What an experience. I looked down and chickens were loose in the bus. Walking under the seats up one side and down the other. We drove back yesterday took a quick shower and headed for the bush for well number 32.
We arrived a little late in the Village but no worries. I set up the tents while Tony set up the movie screen. When the music got turned up people began to stream in through the darkness. Although it was late, they seemed to be in no hurry. You know the tight schedules they live by! Everyone was very content to listen, watch, and party till almost midnight. Papa was dreaming about Mimi starting around 10pm. I missed the fun but loved the dream.
We woke up this morning to a quiet little compound. As I unzipped the tent and peeked out I just had to praise God for letting me do this. Pigs, goats, chickens , and a lone dog wandered through camp to see if the movie goers had drop anything that might serve as breakfast. These people were so hospitable. They had tables and chairs arranged around the fire for our breakfast pleasure. But before that, I had an opportunity to milk the family cow. This compound was headed by a single mom. She was always had a pleasant smile. Her children and grandchildren live in the compound and help here work the garden for their subsistence. I can only imagine how tough it was raising four children on your own through the War experience. But she held them all together. The youngest boy, maybe a grand son was 10, already in P5. He knows that he loves since and aspires to be a Doctor. I told the Patron Margaret that she should begin this year planting pine trees so that by the time he headed to college she could sell trees to pay for his education. She thought that was a great idea. But where to you get the 15 cents for each tree?
After breakfast we walked to the well site to see the water blow. I did not expect that to last all day. This was the toughest well we have ever drilled. There was not only serious rock but there was a heavy clay mud down hole. The drill bit got stuck at the bottom which took hours and lots of prayer to retrieve. As they pumped the well rocks and mud sprayed everywhere. They pulled all of the drill pipe to prepare for placing the permanent casing. The mud was to thick down hole to get enough sections to reach the bottom. Pumping did no good at all. We were stuck. More praying, Tony and I prayed without ceasing and the mountain finally moved. There were to many additional problems to enumerate but at around 5 pm we saw fresh water. Thank you Lord for you faithfulness.
Sitting at JoJo's waiting for the drilling team to arrive for steak and potatoes. Not!! But I am really excited about the rice, beans, and cabbage. In Acholi that would be, cabbage, muranga, and mucheri. Enough for now.
God bless you,
David
The following pictures are from David:
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