Down to Kampala

Well, I'm back in Kampala again and hopefully this time only for a short time. I drove down from Sudan today and the drive was rough! The drive was almost 300 miles and half of that was dirt roads and the other half poorly paved roads. The long drive combined with the stiff suspension of the Landcuiser, crazy bus drivers, and untrained bicyclists makes for a long, bumpy, and stressful journey. One thing that made the drive more enjoyable was stopping in Gulu and picking up a friend (Dana) who I met in Kampala last time. Dana needed a ride to Kampala, and I needed the company so I was happy to accommodate. Yet again God provided safe transport for us on the dangerous African roads. I was reminded just how much I needed that protection when I saw a man on the side of the road that had, within the last hour, been killed by a truck while riding his bike. The police weren't too concerned about covering the body so the body was just displayed there, blood, wounds and all. Dana said that while coming from Kampala to Gulu she witnessed a man get run over and killed by a truck. Thank God for His protection during today's trip because I know just how easily that could have been my truck to hit someone.

This time around I was smart and came prepared with my laptop so hopefully I'll be able to stay in touch better than last time. I'm back in Kampala because our other large truck is in. Without any delays, I should be back in Sudan by the end of the week, but I've also learned that there are always delays in Africa. Dana invited me to an American Style Thanksgiving (I guess there is no other style) on Thursday so I plan on going to that. I can't stick around too long though because construction of the compound needs me there. I've only been here a few hours and I'm already getting calls about needing this or that.

Well that's all I got for you now. Pray that everything goes smoothly here and that I can get back safely. Thank you all for your prayers!