Bukedea 2011---a very special trip
2011 was a very special year with a very special mission led by my dear friend Elder Okurut Robert. At the time, Robert was the Chief of Security, Inflight Services at the Entebbe Airport. He has since retired and is a business man in Entebbe. This mission was brought about because of a tearful plea from Robert. It seems he was guided to see the terrible living conditions of a woman of Robert's tribe in the District of Bukedea, Eastern Uganda. This woman had twin boys of teen years who were both mentally and physically handicapped. She also watched over orphan grandchildren and lived in a squalored mud hut that was barely able to stand and the roof of grass leaked terribly during the rainy season. She slept on the dirt floor with only a square of polyethylene plastic between her and the dirt floor. When Robert discovered her he wept and vowed, "I will not finish building my own village home until I have seen to it that this poor woman has a house for herself and family". He e-mailed me photos of this dear woman and her children and her pitiful dilapidated hut. Together we began a search for building funds to construct a new home for her. Brick by brick the house became a reality. At first the woman was doubtful that Robert's promise would become a reality. As the walls began to go up, she began to labor with the men who were building her new house. This is the pictorial story of that mission of 2011. I hope you enjoy this account.
on the way to Bukedea
motel accommodations along the way
a very nice room by rural Uganda standards
what in the world????
A new brick home for a needy widow
[funds provided by our faithful donors]
This village woman has taken on the care of several grandchildren following the death of their parents due to the HIV virus. She has survived in the poorest living situation imaginable. Our dear friend Okurut Robert told me of her situation so we began to raise money to build her and children a new brick home. Her God is BIG!
greetings
Okurut Robert-----a PRINCE OF GOD
As we pulled up in front of the widow's house she began to jump and dance and sound the African Trill
Home sweet home
People begin to gather
and gather