It is nearly four months now since I left Juba, the capital of the Republic of South Sudan with the sound of gunfire behind me when all hell broke loose in mid December 2013 after the misunderstandings in the ruling SPLM party degenerated into armed conflict.
Since December last year I have been to Juba once briefly in February to check to the situation on the ground for the possible resumption of business. After strenuous soul searching and revaluation a decision to resume business has finally been taken by our project coordinator come first week of April 2014.
In the past three months during which I largely resided in my village in Tororo, Eastern Uganda where I have been engaged in agricultural activities ranging from fish farming, poultry, forestry to horticulture. In the past four weeks, though, I moved to Entebbe to take over the care of our two kids from my wife who travelled out of the country for further training in her area of specialization – medical statistics.
It has been quite a joyful and interesting time with the kids despite some obvious levels of stress coming especially from shorter hours of sleep at night. As you would expect from a five year old; hundreds of questions daily and the frequent grumbling from his possessive three-year old sister, We have had our breakfast and evening walks together daily and we have been out to church and shopping together and watched cartoons and one movie (Gifted Hands – The Ben Carson story) too together.
Like we usually say in Christian circles the unfortunate developments in Juba which have meant absence from work and loss of income have been a blessing in disguise to our family, in that I have probably spent the longest time with my kids this year since they were born and it has been possible for my wife too to go for her training without much worry about the kids, – “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to [his] purpose.” Romans 8:28.
The kids are so happy that I have been around and they have been looking forward to celebrating Mercy’s fourth birthday with me on the 6th of April, the next day after their mother returns from Mwanza, Tanzania. Unfortunately, though, it is the day I am expected to travel to Juba to resume my newspaper distribution duties.