I asked Ronald about him and he said that Richard wasn’t there, but we were going to his house as we left to see where he lived and to deliver the bedding kit he was receiving. I was so happy to hear that he was on the list created by Nakabango leadership to be a recipient of these gifts from Messiah Lutheran!
When we left, we turned off the main road and bounced along for almost 10 minutes before we stopped in front of a rectangular mud structure that had holes so large, you could see through to the other side. Ronald explained to us that this is where Richard had lived until a few weeks ago when they had relocated to a house next door that was in somewhat better shape.
We got off the bus and we were met by Richard’s grandmother. She cares for Richard and his 3 siblings and his mother, who is mentally disabled. Ronald explained that the children each had a different father and the mother was incapable of caring for the children and quite possibly, had been taken advantage of by the men. The story of one of the children’s birth is something to be shared later.
Richard wasn’t around when we arrived; he had been sent to fetch water, so one of the other children was sent to retrieve him. His grandmother thanked us many times, as she knelt down to shake our hands. Finally, Richard showed up with a little smile on his face. I couldn’t help but notice that he was dressed in girl’s flannel pajama pants and shirt that was so dirty, it looked rotten. I was introduced to him and gave him
While I often have tears in my eyes during these trips, I’m not typically overcome by emotion when I’m with the kids during the day. However, when I pulled the pictures out of the packet to show him, the first one I saw was a picture taken at Thanksgiving of my parents, my sister, and I and our families.
I think a huge part of it was the disparity between that family in the picture and
the one standing in front of me at that time. It was a physical hurt that I didn’t
understand and I was broken by the small gifts we were giving him that we hoped
made him feel loved and noticed.
Ronald helped me give Richard his bedding kit as the grandmother continued her “thank you’s”. James, one of the Ugandan pastors, suggested we gather around this family and pray for them. His words were beautiful to me and I know even more beautiful to God’s ears. Surely this family felt the love poured out on them that
I was again blessed by a reminder of why we do what we do – and that being here DOES make a difference.
Grateful for that.