Monday, January 18, 2010

The Future

I'm sitting in a coffee shop in Kampala. (Trust me, it's a rare
treat!) And I'm looking at the future of Africa. Right across from
me is a group of 5 twenty-somethings. They are well-dressed,
educated, modern. Probably university students from wealthy
backgrounds. And they aren't the only ones. All around me are young
professionals of the Kampala business community. They are here for
meetings, for lunch, or just taking a coffee break. It all seems very
much like home; if I didn't know better, if I didn't hear their
Ugandan-English accents, if I didn't know that the rest of Kampala was
right outside, I would think I was in an American Starbucks. All
around me are Uganda's upper class elite. The young and wealthy. The
top 1 % of the country- and really, it's more like ½ of 1%.

When I'm in Arua, I don't see this side of Africa. Everyone,
everywhere, is surrounded by poverty. The people I am closest to are
living hand-to-mouth. So it's easy to forget that there is wealth in
Uganda. There are people here with resources beyond what I have
access to. There are people here who are far better off than I am. I
look at this group of 5 young people in front of me, and I think,
there is hope. I see the couples who are enjoying their lunch
together, and I think, there is hope. I see the groups of friends
from 4 different countries and races laughing together, and I think,
there is hope. Africa is not a lost cause. Africa is not doomed.

But the change in Africa has to come from within Africa. The "Wealthy
West" can't come sweeping in and rescue the continent. We can't dump
planeloads of aid and subsidy and think that everything is fixed.
Because as soon as the aid dries up, the problems will start all over
again, only this time it will be assumed that the West will come to
the rescue again. We can come alongside, we can counsel, we can
share, and we can explain that even in the West, there are problems
that have to be managed and solved. But we have to allow Africa to
save itself. The continent has to stand on its own. As long as it is
dependent on the West, it is doomed to failure.

Africa can survive. Uganda can survive. I am looking at the
future. All it takes is for these 5, and thousands more, to choose
to take their place and save their country.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

One Year Ago

One year ago, I made the first of many long road trips north through
Uganda. One year ago, I saw baboons, hippos, and crocodiles in the
wild for the first time. One year ago, I arrived in Arua, the small
African town that has been my home ever since.

I am amazed that I've lived in this place for a year already. That
I've somehow adapted to the oh-so-very-slow pace of life here. That I
haven't gone completely crazy yet. That my time here is running out.

I have nine months left in Arua. And I definitely have things I want
to see accomplished in those nine months. I want Jesca to meet Jesus
and choose to follow Him. I want our school groups to become student-led and continue functioning after we leave. I want to begin reaching out to HIV patients here and share Jesus' love with them. I want these final months to count.

I guess the bottom line is, even though I miss my family terribly and
am ready to go home, I don't want to be so focused on getting home
that I miss out on my last months here. I want to continue being here
for as long as I'm here. Which, surprisingly, is a lot harder than it
sounds.

Please pray for us here in Arua, for good transitions as new people
come in and others of us prepare to leave later this year, that we
will keep our focus and not lose sight of our true goal.

One year down, nine months to go!

Friday, January 8, 2010

Trying Something New


I just found a new feature on Blogspot, and so I'm hoping that this
will work... Maybe I'll actually be able to post photos now!

I know it's not Christmas any more, but check out the MASSIVE tree my
friend Sherry decorated at her house! We all went for carols and 21
flavors of ice cream on Christmas Eve.