We are going to Pader this week and then straight to Lira from there. We will most likely not have electricity, staying in mud huts with grass roofs, sleeping on the ground on a grass mat. It is very rural to say the least. We are expecting 150 pastors and church leaders from the surrounding area to come to our seminar. We have prayed and decided to teach the Inductive bible study method and teach through the book of Jonah emphasizing the need to forgive (because Jonah was not willing to go bring the good news to the Assyrians who resemble the LRA). We have seminar in the evening (2 hrs for 4 days). In the mornings, we will go to a refugee camp for internally displaced people, and a girls boarding home/school for girls who have been raped and have children by the LRA. We will be evangelizing and encouraging people in these places. We each on our own have heard different specific prophetic words from God about this trip and are all excited about what God is doing.
PRAYER REQUESTS:
- It is a bit intimidating training pastors because it is easy to feel in adequate and I can not identify with what they have been through. Pray this does not hinder me or others on my team of 5.
- Pray that the hearts of the people would be open.
- Pray against the enemy who has already been trying to stop us from getting there.
- Pray for safety in traveling and in general as some on the team are getting sick now.
Thank you for your prayers they are heard by God and felt by our team.
Here is my story of traveling to the Northern territory and how the enemy is trying to stop and discourage us.
Stranded in an African game park for 3 hours
We woke up at 4 am and began our journey at 5 am. We reached Kampala at 7 and waited on a bus until 9am before it filled up and we could leave. 5 min into the journey, we get stopped for a while because the truck in front got stuck in the mud. We begin driving again and 20 min later we stop for gas. We all go to the bathroom sense we didn’t have the opportunity sense 5. We use the mens because the women’s line is going too slow (even though a man said you are trespassing). I was the last one in line and almost get left. I ran to the bus as it was pulling out and was already on the road; I chase it down and jump on. 20 min later down the road, BANG! I thought a meteor had fallen from the sky, but the giant tire (diesel size) had popped. Stranded for about 30 min until they change the tire. Begin driving again. Something doesn’t sound right, we stop. Gasses are pouring out of the radiator. Stranded for about 30-40 more minutes. Begin driving again, slowly now. “Ca-clunk ca-clunk ca-cluck” the engine says over and over again. 30 min later, we drive slower and slower and slower and stop. There are cows in the road, I hope that is why we are stopping…. No actually, the engine gave out. We all come out of the bus, and sit in the dirt. There are no trees now and it is very hot. 1 hour goes by. “What is going to happen?” Rumor has it there is another bus coming to pick us up. 2 hours goes by. “We want our money refunded so we can hitch a ride or walk (20 miles) to the nearest town and get another bus” “Sorry, the man with all the money from all the passengers has ran away into town at the very beginning when the bust first broke down. He paid the police not to come out here so that we could continue to rip you off” (not actual words).
It turns out, when the bus broke the angry mob was going to kill the man with the money if they did not give him refunds so he escaped. The bus driver was denying being the bus driver but when the angry mob was ganging against him, he finally admitted that he was the driver, but not the owner (but he was). They were threatening to beat the bust to pieces if he was not the owner then (because if he was not the owner, he would not care). The driver was laughing the whole time even though they were all ready to beat him. There were 3 mothers with infants and one mother with 2 small children.
This is all taking place in what we found out to be a game park. As in, a wild safari area with many lions and dangerous kinds of animals. It is 5 pm now and the sun is going to set soon. Not many cars pass by, about 1 every 10 min and no body is willing to stop. When one does, people make a mad dash to be the first one to jump on (leaving the mothers with babies on the side of the road).
3 hours go by and the bust comes that was suppose to take us, but wait. They can only take 5 passengers. 5 jump on leaving the mothers with babies on the road once again.
30 min later, another bus comes and we stand in the road to make it stop. We tell them we desperately need a ride. They cram about 20 more people on a already VERY packed buss. Every extra floor space was occupied by people standing for the rest of the 2.5 hour bus ride. People were also practically sitting on other people’s laps as we continued the journey. 30 min in. POP! “NOOOOOO I have heard that sound already today, not the tire again” Luckily, for some odd reason, they did not stop to fix it but what ever. So, our 5 hour journey, turned into a 15 or 16 hour journey. And most importantly, I am safe in Gulu Uganda. (Although when we crossed the Nile into the Northern territory a Ugandan said, “prepare to die”) But mom, don’t worry, I will be fine.