So, if you're looking for an exceptional travel agent and would like to support GMP Sudan, give Annabelle a call and tell her I sent you. Phone (08) 8295 8291 or visit at 76 Jetty Rd Glenelg, South Australia.
Thanks Annabelle!!!
Monday 27 December 2010
The World's Best Travel Agent...
A BIG thank you to Annabelle from Escape Travel at Glenelg for all her help. In addition to her patience making arrangements for complex trips to remote places using obscure airlines, Annabelle has also taken a personal interest in my work in Sudan and Bangladesh. She has even set up a scheme where 1% of all payments from my trips (or anyone I refer to her) is donated to Global Mission Partners to be used in our projects in Sudan.
So, if you're looking for an exceptional travel agent and would like to support GMP Sudan, give Annabelle a call and tell her I sent you. Phone (08) 8295 8291 or visit at 76 Jetty Rd Glenelg, South Australia.
Thanks Annabelle!!!
So, if you're looking for an exceptional travel agent and would like to support GMP Sudan, give Annabelle a call and tell her I sent you. Phone (08) 8295 8291 or visit at 76 Jetty Rd Glenelg, South Australia.
Thanks Annabelle!!!
Monday 20 December 2010
Relocation...
In my first visit to South Sudan in 2008 I was stunned by the sheer number of people in transit. The vast majority were on foot, like a trail of ants on long, straight, dusty roads. Some had bikes. Other than SPLA (army), UN and NGOs, there were very few vehicles.
Now there is much better infrastructure for transportation. Public transport operates between most major towns and, while there still thousands walking the roads, not so many are making the long journey to a new home.
It is not that internal migration is decreasing. Now it is better organised and coordinated between the Government, UN and local authorities to enable the return of hundreds of thousands who had fled over previous decades. Returnees that have been registered may be provided with basic supplies when they reach their destination until they can become self-sufficient.
To give an idea of the number of people relocating within Sudan, here are some statistics from the most recent UNMIS report. During the past week...
Now there is much better infrastructure for transportation. Public transport operates between most major towns and, while there still thousands walking the roads, not so many are making the long journey to a new home.
It is not that internal migration is decreasing. Now it is better organised and coordinated between the Government, UN and local authorities to enable the return of hundreds of thousands who had fled over previous decades. Returnees that have been registered may be provided with basic supplies when they reach their destination until they can become self-sufficient.
To give an idea of the number of people relocating within Sudan, here are some statistics from the most recent UNMIS report. During the past week...
- 3070 individuals passed through the transit hub in Kosti (a port town on the Nile south of Khartoum) in spontaneous migration
- 16,674 people were tracked through Kosti in organised returns
- 51 busses carrying 2964 people departed Khartoum for Abyei
- SSRRC estimate 87,000 will eventually return to Northern Bahr Al Ghazal
Wednesday 13 October 2010
A Girl’s School…
My friend Majok was quite determined. I had already told him I didn’t think there was time in my busy schedule to visit his village in Aweil East… but he persisted and in the end I gave in. I rescheduled some arrangements and was assured we would be home in time for an important appointment at 4 PM.
We left later than planned (which is normal), had some extra errands on the way (which is also normal), and then found the road was flooded which required a lengthy detour and then when our car couldn’t take us any further we got out to walk for the last hour. About this time I was realizing I had little chance of making my afternoon meeting.
The community leaders and what looked like half the village were waiting for us under the tree that served as the village council rooms. As the speeches rolled on I gave up any hope of being home on time. Finally two young women spoke. They told me how their school had collapsed and been closed. The boys are able to attend school in a nearby village, but the girls and younger children are required to stay at home and so currently have no access to education. Majok had already told me how they had made bricks that could be used for a school, but lack of funding had put an end to the project. I was assured they had everything they needed for a functional school – if we could provide assistance with iron and cement.
After the speeches concluded we walked to see the bricks that had been made. I was impressed. There were thousands of bricks, made by hand, dried and then baked before being carefully arranged in five huge stacks, ready to be put to use. Afterwards we passed what was left of the old school – just a few remaining bricks scattered on the ground. Majok pointed out where the four classrooms once stood and what was left of the school office.
We were offered chicken and rice, but I explained we didn’t have time to stop and eat. I hoped our driver was still waiting for us. I told Majok I had time to quickly visit his home and meet his wife and children before the journey home. Then it rained. Heavily! Majok suggested we stay the night and find our way home the next day, but I was adamant. I had more meetings arranged in the morning I couldn’t afford to miss. People laughed at us as we slipped along the greasy tracks in the pouring rain and when we borrowed a couple of bikes they were surprised that a white man could ride. Finally it got too dark to see and we completed the journey on foot once again, and to my relief (and surprise) found our driver was there waiting for us. After a long drive home on flooded tracks and rough roads we arrived home in Aweil a bit before mid-night.
(Since leaving Sudan I have received a budget for the project and have had conversations with potential sponsors).
We left later than planned (which is normal), had some extra errands on the way (which is also normal), and then found the road was flooded which required a lengthy detour and then when our car couldn’t take us any further we got out to walk for the last hour. About this time I was realizing I had little chance of making my afternoon meeting.
After the speeches concluded we walked to see the bricks that had been made. I was impressed. There were thousands of bricks, made by hand, dried and then baked before being carefully arranged in five huge stacks, ready to be put to use. Afterwards we passed what was left of the old school – just a few remaining bricks scattered on the ground. Majok pointed out where the four classrooms once stood and what was left of the school office.
We were offered chicken and rice, but I explained we didn’t have time to stop and eat. I hoped our driver was still waiting for us. I told Majok I had time to quickly visit his home and meet his wife and children before the journey home. Then it rained. Heavily! Majok suggested we stay the night and find our way home the next day, but I was adamant. I had more meetings arranged in the morning I couldn’t afford to miss. People laughed at us as we slipped along the greasy tracks in the pouring rain and when we borrowed a couple of bikes they were surprised that a white man could ride. Finally it got too dark to see and we completed the journey on foot once again, and to my relief (and surprise) found our driver was there waiting for us. After a long drive home on flooded tracks and rough roads we arrived home in Aweil a bit before mid-night.
(Since leaving Sudan I have received a budget for the project and have had conversations with potential sponsors).
Tension...
It is now less than three months before the scheduled referendum when South Sudanese will vote on independence from the North. Leaders from both sides espouse a commitment to negotiate peacefully… but there is tension in the air.
A friend has asked that we pray for him and others who work in the area of peace and reconciliation, and especially that peace and stability can be maintained.
A friend has asked that we pray for him and others who work in the area of peace and reconciliation, and especially that peace and stability can be maintained.
Wednesday 8 September 2010
A Father to the Father-less…
On Thursday 2nd September we commenced the Marialbai Church of Christ Mission.
During my visit in January with Joseph Mawien and Ros Stafford-Green the Chief offered a large piece of land to be used for the care of children who had lost their parents during the war. The Chief immediately began the process of registration and identified 240 children in the community who had lost both parents. Over the next few months we agreed to commence with a feeding program with plans to add a school, church, accommodation, health care and some agricultural developments. A visionary Church of Christ leader has agreed to coordinate and lead the mission – Pastor Paulino Malou Bol Jok.
Paulino and I met with the Chief and Deputy Chief soon after arriving in Aweil and we quickly developed our plans. In just 2 weeks we prepared a proposal and budget, gained approval, engaged a contractor, arranged staff, erected the feeding centre, purchased equipment and supplies and arranged the opening and dedication.
As we walked through the village to the opening ceremony I could hear the children singing long before we could see the shiny iron roof of the feeding centre. Hundreds had gathered, children and adults, and Pastor Butros had them singing their hearts out. There were songs, prayers and speeches. I had the opportunity to explain we were there because people in Australia cared and wanted to help. I told them about two young boys in my church who had raised money for soccer balls and hand-balls which I had brought with me, and I used this as an example of how we hope our partnership can bring joy and community and love – as well as food and education and other practical assistance.
After the dedication service I photographed each of the 240 children and recorded their information in preparation for sponsorship. While I was photographing a fight broke out. Some men wanted their children registered along with the orphans and when they were refused they tried to stop the program. Rivalry is strong here and it seems some people would prefer we provided nothing than for their own children to miss out.
Each of the children were given a plate and cup and then we enjoyed a very simple meal of rice and beans, followed by some soccer and a hand-ball demonstration.
The final task was to meet with the Committee to discuss the partnership agreement and some management issues. One man said his wife was expecting a baby that day, but he was so excited about our new program he was at the opening ceremony instead. One of the cooks thanked God for the opportunity she has been given, saying it was like feeding her own children. I stressed again, our mission is more than providing food, education and homes. It is firstly about love. I told them of the verse in the Bible where God is described as a father to the father-less, and how we have been called to be an expression of God’s love for the orphans.
Our mission in Marialbai has begun.
During my visit in January with Joseph Mawien and Ros Stafford-Green the Chief offered a large piece of land to be used for the care of children who had lost their parents during the war. The Chief immediately began the process of registration and identified 240 children in the community who had lost both parents. Over the next few months we agreed to commence with a feeding program with plans to add a school, church, accommodation, health care and some agricultural developments. A visionary Church of Christ leader has agreed to coordinate and lead the mission – Pastor Paulino Malou Bol Jok.
Paulino and I met with the Chief and Deputy Chief soon after arriving in Aweil and we quickly developed our plans. In just 2 weeks we prepared a proposal and budget, gained approval, engaged a contractor, arranged staff, erected the feeding centre, purchased equipment and supplies and arranged the opening and dedication.
As we walked through the village to the opening ceremony I could hear the children singing long before we could see the shiny iron roof of the feeding centre. Hundreds had gathered, children and adults, and Pastor Butros had them singing their hearts out. There were songs, prayers and speeches. I had the opportunity to explain we were there because people in Australia cared and wanted to help. I told them about two young boys in my church who had raised money for soccer balls and hand-balls which I had brought with me, and I used this as an example of how we hope our partnership can bring joy and community and love – as well as food and education and other practical assistance.
After the dedication service I photographed each of the 240 children and recorded their information in preparation for sponsorship. While I was photographing a fight broke out. Some men wanted their children registered along with the orphans and when they were refused they tried to stop the program. Rivalry is strong here and it seems some people would prefer we provided nothing than for their own children to miss out.
Each of the children were given a plate and cup and then we enjoyed a very simple meal of rice and beans, followed by some soccer and a hand-ball demonstration.
The final task was to meet with the Committee to discuss the partnership agreement and some management issues. One man said his wife was expecting a baby that day, but he was so excited about our new program he was at the opening ceremony instead. One of the cooks thanked God for the opportunity she has been given, saying it was like feeding her own children. I stressed again, our mission is more than providing food, education and homes. It is firstly about love. I told them of the verse in the Bible where God is described as a father to the father-less, and how we have been called to be an expression of God’s love for the orphans.
Our mission in Marialbai has begun.
Tuesday 31 August 2010
Rain: A mixed blessing...
Shortly after arriving in Sudan I travelled south from Juba to Kenyi Payam. The three hour drive was spectacular and arduous. It was a relief when we stopped for a break at a road-block as they cleared land-mines close to the road ahead. I smiled at the irony - the potholes are a greater danger to me than the landmines. Despite gripping tightly, my head hit the roof more times than I can remember.
I was exhausted from the drive, but the moment we arrived the schedule began: Children dancing and singing to welcome me, speeches and prayers, then on to the next village where the routine was repeated. In a few hours we visited six churches and an orphanage. As we approached one church storm clouds began to darken. As soon as the speeches began, so did the rain. Soon it was so loud no-one could hear anything. So instead of talking they danced and sang. They said the rain is a sign of blessing. I thought to myself it was a blessing it didn’t happen at the previous church that meets under a mango tree.
The next morning we began early. We walked for two hours to survey the agricultural projects. After drinking tea we walked to church – where I preached (without much warning!) After church we had another meeting. Again there were many speeches and I was so tired I didn’t have much voice to give my reply. The final speech was by an older woman who announced my new name in the community: Lukudu - a son born in the rain.
Here in Aweil the name seems appropriate – though not everyone will consider it a blessing. The locals tell me it hasn’t rained like this since 1974. Even before arriving I heard reports of flooding, displacement, malaria and water-borne diseases. But this latest rain has affected 90% of Aweil residents. Many huts have collapsed and there must be thousands now living in temporary huts and tents. They will be glad when Lukudu goes home.
But this is the nature of the community here. They accept hardship and give a blessing in return.
I was exhausted from the drive, but the moment we arrived the schedule began: Children dancing and singing to welcome me, speeches and prayers, then on to the next village where the routine was repeated. In a few hours we visited six churches and an orphanage. As we approached one church storm clouds began to darken. As soon as the speeches began, so did the rain. Soon it was so loud no-one could hear anything. So instead of talking they danced and sang. They said the rain is a sign of blessing. I thought to myself it was a blessing it didn’t happen at the previous church that meets under a mango tree.
The next morning we began early. We walked for two hours to survey the agricultural projects. After drinking tea we walked to church – where I preached (without much warning!) After church we had another meeting. Again there were many speeches and I was so tired I didn’t have much voice to give my reply. The final speech was by an older woman who announced my new name in the community: Lukudu - a son born in the rain.
Here in Aweil the name seems appropriate – though not everyone will consider it a blessing. The locals tell me it hasn’t rained like this since 1974. Even before arriving I heard reports of flooding, displacement, malaria and water-borne diseases. But this latest rain has affected 90% of Aweil residents. Many huts have collapsed and there must be thousands now living in temporary huts and tents. They will be glad when Lukudu goes home.
But this is the nature of the community here. They accept hardship and give a blessing in return.
New believers...
A few days ago I met with a group of young men who told me their stories of suffering and survival. Two days later one of them returned and asked me to baptise him and give him a Christian name. He had seen my tears and was convinced that if Christians in Australia cared enough to reach out to people suffering in Sudan, then he wanted to know the loving God we profess. The next day he brought two friends, also wanting to be baptised and given new names. I explained I wasn’t here to baptise, but that Christian leaders here would teach and nurture their new faith and help them to share the story of the God who cares for the orphan, widow and refugee.
Monday 23 August 2010
To hunt an elephant…
Yesterday the Chief of Marialbai told me how in earlier times the men of the village would go hunting with their spears. A man could appear very brave chasing an elephant that is running away… but the moment the elephant turned around it would be the man’s turn to run for his life. Then everyone would laugh at him and ask “why do you try to hunt an elephant on your own?”
Marialbai Mission is like an elephant and the need in Sudan is like a huge herd or elephants. We can only do this if we all work together.
Marialbai Mission is like an elephant and the need in Sudan is like a huge herd or elephants. We can only do this if we all work together.
Paradise...
Marialbai is beautiful. Not just beautiful… peaceful, playful, serene. And the community here is like a big extended family. We sit under huge mango trees between crops of maize, millet, okra, peanut, sesame and much more. Children sing as they collect water and cattle and goats graze with minimal supervision. At night fire-flies dance in the grass and the only sounds to be heard are birds, insects and the occasional baby crying. A tranquil village. This is paradise.
But my imagination wont let me get too comfortable here. I can picture the militia attacks, the raiding parties, bombs, bullets and people defending and fleeing.
The terror and the beauty! What a contradiction!
But my imagination wont let me get too comfortable here. I can picture the militia attacks, the raiding parties, bombs, bullets and people defending and fleeing.
The terror and the beauty! What a contradiction!
Peace, Thankyou, Amen.
This morning I attended the 10 AM mass at the Aweil Catholic Church. There were about 400 inside and I think a similar number outside. These people have stamina! It is hot and humid and the service lasts over two hours. The singing is beautiful and I recognise some of the liturgy, but I only understand three words – salaam, shukarin and Amen. So I reflect on the “sermon” I have been given this day: Salaam – the offering of peace, Shukarin – the expression of appreciation, and Amen – leaving it with God.
Ironically, the final words of the service are in English. An announcement. Today, in addition to the Dinka service at 8 AM and the Arabic service at 10 AM there will be an English service at 4.30 “so that everyone might have the chance to hear the Word of God”. I am the only non-African present and I receive a few hundred nods and smiles.
Ironically, the final words of the service are in English. An announcement. Today, in addition to the Dinka service at 8 AM and the Arabic service at 10 AM there will be an English service at 4.30 “so that everyone might have the chance to hear the Word of God”. I am the only non-African present and I receive a few hundred nods and smiles.
Friday 20 August 2010
The beginning of the Marialbai Mission…
Sudan is a very difficult place to work. Communication can be almost impossible at times. Getting agreement requires spending a long time to develop trust and understanding. Cultural differences mean there are vastly different ways of working, and finding the ways that will satisfy everyone involved, even with simple tasks, can be frustrating. And even then there will be many obstacles to get the job done. At least, that is how it normally is.
When I was in Marialbai in January the Chief had been informed we were concerned to assist the many war orphans in the community. He offered a large piece of land to us for a Church of Christ Mission. Various bits of information were passed backwards and forwards via a complex network spanning different countries and languages, until finally we had the basis for a shared vision for a facility that would provide feeding, accommodation, education and Christian care for 240 children who have lost both parents in the civil war.
On Wednesday Paulino Malou and I returned to Marialbai. The Chief took us to see the land again. Now it is green and productive. Maize towered over us as we searched for the boundary markers. In the evening we commenced our formal discussions with the Chief and Deputy Chief. After listening to their speeches I gave a short reply: “If we agree tonight, we can commence work tomorrow.” I explained the requirements of our partnership and the funds we have available. By mid-afternoon the next day (yesterday) they had prepared the budget, identified the staff, arranged a contractor and begun searching the markets for the necessary equipment. At about 11.00 PM, after a very long and busy day, I was sitting outside my grass tukul, notebook on my lap while holding my torch with my chin, finalising the submission to send to the GMP Office in Australia. This morning the finance has arrived and Paulino and the Chief are already on their way to buy iron and cement and to make arrangements with the contractors.
When I return to Marialbai in a few days I hope to see our new centre at the Marialbai Church of Christ Mission, and to meet the children who will benefit from the provision of their friends across the ocean.
When I was in Marialbai in January the Chief had been informed we were concerned to assist the many war orphans in the community. He offered a large piece of land to us for a Church of Christ Mission. Various bits of information were passed backwards and forwards via a complex network spanning different countries and languages, until finally we had the basis for a shared vision for a facility that would provide feeding, accommodation, education and Christian care for 240 children who have lost both parents in the civil war.
On Wednesday Paulino Malou and I returned to Marialbai. The Chief took us to see the land again. Now it is green and productive. Maize towered over us as we searched for the boundary markers. In the evening we commenced our formal discussions with the Chief and Deputy Chief. After listening to their speeches I gave a short reply: “If we agree tonight, we can commence work tomorrow.” I explained the requirements of our partnership and the funds we have available. By mid-afternoon the next day (yesterday) they had prepared the budget, identified the staff, arranged a contractor and begun searching the markets for the necessary equipment. At about 11.00 PM, after a very long and busy day, I was sitting outside my grass tukul, notebook on my lap while holding my torch with my chin, finalising the submission to send to the GMP Office in Australia. This morning the finance has arrived and Paulino and the Chief are already on their way to buy iron and cement and to make arrangements with the contractors.
When I return to Marialbai in a few days I hope to see our new centre at the Marialbai Church of Christ Mission, and to meet the children who will benefit from the provision of their friends across the ocean.
Spare a thought...
Yesterday morning we were at the Chief’s tukul in Marialbai. A father and two sons came to visit the Chief to resolve a conflict. It seems the man’s two sons married at the same time, but he only had seven cows for dowry. Dilemma: How do you divide seven cows between two families? Four were given to the family of the woman marrying the older son and the remaining three to the family of the younger son. But this sparked a conflict within the family and the Chief’s advice was sought to help reconcile the parties. We joke about King Solomon addressing a similar dispute – how to divide one baby between two mothers. My suggestion is politely ignored – give three cows each, and use the other one for a BBQ for a joint wedding celebration. Im glad Im not the Chief!
Spare a thought too for for the poor woman in Juba who is receiving numerous phone calls for a tall, bald kawaja variously know as Steve, Mojokdit, Lukudu, Wani, Abuna or Beny-Steve. Before leaving I printed some labels to attach to the back of my business cards with additional contact information including my Sudan numbers. Except I put two of the digits in the wrong order. Whoops!
Spare a thought too for for the poor woman in Juba who is receiving numerous phone calls for a tall, bald kawaja variously know as Steve, Mojokdit, Lukudu, Wani, Abuna or Beny-Steve. Before leaving I printed some labels to attach to the back of my business cards with additional contact information including my Sudan numbers. Except I put two of the digits in the wrong order. Whoops!
Thursday 19 August 2010
Increasing instability in Darfur…
On this morning’s news it was reported that 13 children have been killed in Darfur and another 9 wounded. 2 UNMIS workers have been abducted and UNHCR has announced its evacuation. President Bashir has announced they will not be allowed to return, which will leave those living in refugee communities even more vulnerable and desperate than before. The number fleeing to IDP camps in Aweil North and even as far as Kakuma Refugee Camp on the Kenyan border is increasing.
This morning I have met with our mission partners who care for the victims of the ongoing conflict in Darfur. They risk their lives to express God’s love for those fleeing the terror. We will meet again soon to discuss the resources we can provide them with to make their work more effective and to demonstrate the caring support of Christian sisters and brothers in Australia.
The thought which is with me constantly in Sudan rises to the surface again: “The need is so great, and our resources are so small.” If you would like to contribute, please contact Global Mission Partners: (+61) 08 8212 4446 / info@gmp.org.au
This morning I have met with our mission partners who care for the victims of the ongoing conflict in Darfur. They risk their lives to express God’s love for those fleeing the terror. We will meet again soon to discuss the resources we can provide them with to make their work more effective and to demonstrate the caring support of Christian sisters and brothers in Australia.
The thought which is with me constantly in Sudan rises to the surface again: “The need is so great, and our resources are so small.” If you would like to contribute, please contact Global Mission Partners: (+61) 08 8212 4446 / info@gmp.org.au
Saturday 14 August 2010
To Kenyi Payam...
Today I met with representatives of the Kenyi Payam who have a proposal for a community agricultural cooperative project. (Kenyi is a region between Juba and the Congo / Ugandan border. Payam is the name of a local administrative region). Southern Sudanese are very proud of the fertility of their land, but apparently this region is particularly productive. However decades of war have taken their toll, not only on the population, but also on the agricultural output of the region. Now with so many widows, orphans and returning refugees to the region, payam and church leaders are seeking a way to provide for their community.
Over the next two days I will visit Kenyi to see first-hand the state of the community and to listen to their vision for holistic development. The schedule that has been prepared includes visits to churches, orphan schools and agricultural projects.
This is my second meeting with representatives of this community, and has come about through the work of James Abraham, originally from Kenyi and now a member of the leadership team at Ballarat Central Church of Christ in Victoria.
Over the next two days I will visit Kenyi to see first-hand the state of the community and to listen to their vision for holistic development. The schedule that has been prepared includes visits to churches, orphan schools and agricultural projects.
This is my second meeting with representatives of this community, and has come about through the work of James Abraham, originally from Kenyi and now a member of the leadership team at Ballarat Central Church of Christ in Victoria.
With John Abraham ( Cooperative Chairman), Nixon Benjamin (Cooperatiuve Secretary), Jacob K Lupai (Chairman of Development) and Edward Laila (Kenyi Payam Chairman). Juba
Friday 6 August 2010
Marialbai Mission...
Early this year I walked around Marialbai with Rev Joseph Mawien and Ros Stafford-Green. The Chief and other community leaders accompanied us as we saw first hand the devastating impact of decades of civil war. We met orphans, widows and liberated slaves, spoke with families whose relatives are dead or scattered around the world, and visited the school and hospital which in their own way witness to the persecution and neglect this community has suffered.
The Chief offered a large piece of land for a Church of Christ Mission to be established and we began the process of planning how we could provide for those most in need. Pastor Paulino Malou agreed to coordinate the establishment of a ministry providing for children whose parents have died in the conflict. The Chief arranged a process of registration to ensure only those in genuine need would be admitted to the program and over two hundred children were identified who have lost both parents. We have entered an agreement to commence a feeding program and plan to follow this with provision of accommodation, education and spiritual care.
This month I return to Marialbai to establish the beginning of this mission. We will commence a feeding program in a traditional tukul made of grass and wood, and arrangements are being made for building projects using compressed earth bricks that will be both environmentally and economically sustainable. Soon we hope we can provide a school and church.
People's generous contributions are being used to address the great need in this remote community.
Rev Joseph Mawien and Chief Riiny Riiny Lual in Marialbai. January 2010
Friday 23 July 2010
Exploring new territory...
While in Melbourne last weekend I met with representatives of two communities that have asked us to consider partnering in mission projects in their home communities in South Sudan. So far our work has been within Northern Bahr Al Ghazel State in the north west of Southern Sudan. It is natural that Sudanese refugees from other regions who have found a home in our churches also want to assist the development of their communities at home.
First I visited Andrew Nyak and his family. Andrew attends the Mulgrave Church of Christ and comes from Nasir in the Upper Nile State. This is in the north-east of South Sudan, towards Ethiopia and is a region where there has been ongoing instability. Andrew returned earlier this year and estimates there are five hundred street children living in the town. The Church of Christ in Nasir was established from returnees from Addis Ababa in 1986. Land has been purchased and donated to the Nasir COC and they hope to rebuild their church, provide for the orphans and commence a school.
On the drive home from Melbourne I visited Ballarat Central Church of Christ to meet with James Abraham and members of the church's leadership team. Ballarat Central has adopted quite a large African community from various locations, but James' home is in the Kenji Payam in the very south of Sudan close to the border with Uganda and the Democratic Republic of Congo. In January, while in Juba, Joseph Mawien and I met representatives from Kenji and heard their plans for a community agricultural cooperative. We were impressed with the concept but came away with many questions to explore further. Following the conversation with James and the church leaders in Ballarat I agreed to visit Kenji Payam on my visit to Sudan next month.
These possibilities will be looked at with a balance of faith and caution. As with other areas where we work, we will aim to use our resources to maximum effect by supporting local leaders who have a vision to transform their communities.
Photos: Andrew Nyak with Nyajany, Nyagoa & Nyak
James Abraham with Carl, Keith, Max and Shirley
On the drive home from Melbourne I visited Ballarat Central Church of Christ to meet with James Abraham and members of the church's leadership team. Ballarat Central has adopted quite a large African community from various locations, but James' home is in the Kenji Payam in the very south of Sudan close to the border with Uganda and the Democratic Republic of Congo. In January, while in Juba, Joseph Mawien and I met representatives from Kenji and heard their plans for a community agricultural cooperative. We were impressed with the concept but came away with many questions to explore further. Following the conversation with James and the church leaders in Ballarat I agreed to visit Kenji Payam on my visit to Sudan next month.
These possibilities will be looked at with a balance of faith and caution. As with other areas where we work, we will aim to use our resources to maximum effect by supporting local leaders who have a vision to transform their communities.Photos: Andrew Nyak with Nyajany, Nyagoa & Nyak
James Abraham with Carl, Keith, Max and Shirley
Wednesday 21 July 2010
Reconnecting...
I was in Melbourne for the weekend and took the opportunity to visit a few Sudanese friends and contacts. Suzie and Deng are members of the first family our church sponsored. This whole mission has grown out of that first contact. Suzie married David and moved to Melbourne and has three gorgeous children. While in Marialbai in January I met Suzie and Deng's mother and sisters and brought home photos and video. Words cant describe what it means to Suzie and Deng to see their family and friends speaking to them on the screen. One sister introduced her children and Deng's twin sister wept saying she didnt even have the chance to say goodbye. Afterwards I used my video camera again as Suzie, David and Deng sent greetings back to their family in Sudan. I will take this with me when I visit Marialbai again in a few weeks.
Travelling with me will be Adhel, the youngest of the family. Adhel was eight when she arrived and is now fourteen, but she hasnt seen her mother since she was two. I will escort her to Marialbai where she can reconnect with her family.
In different ways, this family that have been scattered by war, are slowly able to reconnect.
With Adhel at Magill Church of Christ
Suzie and Deng's mother Amel (2nd from left), sisters and nieces. Adhel's mother Adut (on right). Marialbai, January 2010
Travelling with me will be Adhel, the youngest of the family. Adhel was eight when she arrived and is now fourteen, but she hasnt seen her mother since she was two. I will escort her to Marialbai where she can reconnect with her family.
In different ways, this family that have been scattered by war, are slowly able to reconnect.
With Suzie, Deng, Julia, Eve & Chris in Melbourne
Saturday 3 July 2010
Offering Peace...
Although there has been peace in southern Sudan since 2005, there will continue to be high levels of dislocation for some years. Amongst the transient communities in Aweil North County, Christian leaders are bringing a message of hope and peace. Regardless of differences of tribe and religion, new-arrivals in IDP settlements are welcomed, cared for, and told about a God who cares for the widow, orphan and alien. A friend who we support in this mission recently told me that 35 new believers were being nurtured and discipled in their new faith. They are also exploring the establishment of a new church amongst this community.
Friday 25 June 2010
Mission in Gok Machar...
Since peace has come to South Sudan countless thousands of Darfuris have sought refuge from the ongoing conflict in Darfur. Gok Machar in Aweil North has been a gathering point because of its proximity to the border with Southern Darfur and many have then been transported to the Kakuma refugee camp on the Kenyan border.
Recently there has been a new wave of Darfuris arriving, and they are being settled in IDP settlements just south of Gok Machar. Christian leaders from various churches in Aweil travel to Gok Machar to care for these new arrivals.
For those who have faced the trauma of war and fled their homeland, it is a great comfort to be welcomed and cared for by people who have experienced the same suffering.
Recently there has been a new wave of Darfuris arriving, and they are being settled in IDP settlements just south of Gok Machar. Christian leaders from various churches in Aweil travel to Gok Machar to care for these new arrivals.
For those who have faced the trauma of war and fled their homeland, it is a great comfort to be welcomed and cared for by people who have experienced the same suffering.
Saturday 12 June 2010
Child Victims Of War...
When we met with the Chief in Marialbai in January we began planning a program that would provide for the many children who have lost parents in the civil war. Land was provided and the Chief and Sub-Chiefs started the process of registration so that the children in greatest need would benefit. Shortly after we returned to Australia George Aguer travelled to Marialbai and continued our preparations. They have identified 240 children who have lost both parents, and estimate the number who have lost their fathers to be between 1000 and 2000.
Plans are now underway to provide food, clothing, education and accommodation for those in greatest need. Consideration is being given to how we might provide de facto families to give these young lives the care and nurture they have been robbed of.
George Aguer meeting with war orphans in Marialbai
Saturday 5 June 2010
Registration...
I now have in my hands our Certificate of Registration, confirming that Australian Churches of Christ Global Mission Partners is a registered Non-Government Organisation in Southern Sudan. Effectively this is a licence by the Government of Southern Sudan for us to operate in the country and to conduct Christian missions, and to provide humanitarian aid and community development projects.
Until now we have supported Christian leaders and organisations with various church based ministries and development projects. Our registration means we can now run our own projects, employ leaders, open a bank account, receive tax exemptions and entry permits, own and register vehicles and other practicalities associated with establishing our mission. I have also been informed that we will now qualify for registration with the UN which will give access to the highest level security advice, transport on UN planes, and evacuation in the event of an emergency.
I want to thank George Agwer who delivered our application in Juba earlier this year, and recently returned with our certificate. George has also been instrumental in continuing preparations for the establishment of our mission in Marialbai amongst war orphans. But I will write more on this soon...
PS- Some people have told me they have had difficulty posting comments. I have changed the settings to make this easier. Would love to hear from you...
Until now we have supported Christian leaders and organisations with various church based ministries and development projects. Our registration means we can now run our own projects, employ leaders, open a bank account, receive tax exemptions and entry permits, own and register vehicles and other practicalities associated with establishing our mission. I have also been informed that we will now qualify for registration with the UN which will give access to the highest level security advice, transport on UN planes, and evacuation in the event of an emergency.
I want to thank George Agwer who delivered our application in Juba earlier this year, and recently returned with our certificate. George has also been instrumental in continuing preparations for the establishment of our mission in Marialbai amongst war orphans. But I will write more on this soon...
PS- Some people have told me they have had difficulty posting comments. I have changed the settings to make this easier. Would love to hear from you...
Monday 5 April 2010
Elections...
News is filtering though from Sudan as the nation is now only days away from the first national elections since the military coup of 1989. It is difficult to get accurate information, but here is a website that posts election news from indepenant, international journalists. http://www.sudanvotes.com/
Saturday 13 March 2010
Planting a seed in Marialbai...
I had been back in Australia just a few days when I sent money to Malou to mark the boundaries of the land. It is a small start really, but we have a vision of what we can do to support this commuity.
Most of what we have done in Sudan so far has been supporting what others have established. This new misison in Marialbai is the first major project we have started from the beginning.
I feel like we have dug the ground and planted a seed. I wonder what we will see on this site in one year, ten years or fifty years.
Sunday 28 February 2010
Politics and Peace...
National Elections in Sudan are scheduled for April, the first step towards democracy since the military dictatorship took power. President Bashir is currently negotiating peace deals with rebel groups from Darfur and has also expressed his commitment to work towards sustainable peace with the South. A referendum is scheduled for January 2011 where Southerners will decide between independence and remaining in a unified Sudan. This is a critical period where there is potential for lasting peace or for renewed conflict. Sudanese leaders have asked to pray for peace.
Wednesday 10 February 2010
When there is nothing we can do...
A few weeks ago we were being shown through a hospital at Marialbai where we met a woman who at first seemed to be paralysed. During a fit she had fallen backwards and hit the back of her head and had been brought to the hospital where she had laid motionless ever since. Ros asked various questions and was able to ascertain she still had feeling and movement in her feet, but couldnt determine why she was unable to move. She came over to me and quietly said there was nothing she could do to help.
Almost every day in the remote regions of Sudan we met people in desperate situations who would look to us with hope and expectation. It isnt easy to admit - to them or ourselves - that there is nothing we can do.
I said to Ros and Paulino Malou that at least we could pray with this woman. In prayer we recognise our weakness and God's greatness and express our belief that God's mercy is not dependant on physical realities. And, sometimes, it is all we can do...
Ros had more questions to ask, trying to find a medical reason for the "paralysis", and I left her to her work. Later she told me that she and Malou did pray before they left the woman. But that night Ros admitted her feeling of helplessness and frustration. It was one of the few times in the whole trip I saw her a bit shaken. We discussed the importance of knowing our own areas of weakness and accepting our limitations before we try to help others with theirs.
Before we went to bed one of the locals casually commented that the lady at the hospital that Ros and Malou had prayed for had got up out of bed, said she was fine, and walked home.
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Addition - Ros reminded me we were also told that the traditional healer (sometimes called witch-doctor) visited the woman at the hospital. Is that what you call having a bet each way?
Almost every day in the remote regions of Sudan we met people in desperate situations who would look to us with hope and expectation. It isnt easy to admit - to them or ourselves - that there is nothing we can do.
I said to Ros and Paulino Malou that at least we could pray with this woman. In prayer we recognise our weakness and God's greatness and express our belief that God's mercy is not dependant on physical realities. And, sometimes, it is all we can do...
Ros had more questions to ask, trying to find a medical reason for the "paralysis", and I left her to her work. Later she told me that she and Malou did pray before they left the woman. But that night Ros admitted her feeling of helplessness and frustration. It was one of the few times in the whole trip I saw her a bit shaken. We discussed the importance of knowing our own areas of weakness and accepting our limitations before we try to help others with theirs.
Before we went to bed one of the locals casually commented that the lady at the hospital that Ros and Malou had prayed for had got up out of bed, said she was fine, and walked home.
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Addition - Ros reminded me we were also told that the traditional healer (sometimes called witch-doctor) visited the woman at the hospital. Is that what you call having a bet each way?
Monday 1 February 2010
Some photos of Ros...
I'm fairly sure Ros took over 1000 photos while in Sudan - but she wasnt so keen about being on the other side of the camera. In spite of being a bit camera shy I managed to get a few pictures which I hope give a small insight into Ros' experience.
Ros (or Mama Ayak as Adut Dit named her) getting into traditional dress
Ros (or Mama Ayak as Adut Dit named her) getting into traditional dress
Doing laundry in Marialbai
Cute and delicious - but no Ros, you cant take it home!
With Anwon and Achol
Joseph and I were amazed at what came out of Ros' luggage - even a battery powered fan! Very useful in 39 degree heat and 80% humidity.
A farewell gift from Adut Dit
Saturday 30 January 2010
Slaves...
For most of us slavery is something we have heard about but haven’t witnessed personally. Many find it hard to believe reports that there is more human trafficking today than when the slave trade was “abolished”, and even if we are well informed it can be difficult to imagine what modern-day slavery looks like. So let me introduce you to two young Sudanese women who told me their story.
Rebecca’s village was raided by nomadic militia from the north when she was a young girl. Her father was killed, the village burned, and Rebecca abducted and enslaved by a family in Southern Kordofan. As she matured she became a sex-object for her master. Apparently because of jealousy, the master’s wife arranged Rebecca’s marriage to another Sudanese abductee and she has two children from this relationship. Christian Solidarity International arranged Rebecca’s release but when she returned to her village she discovered her husband was a close relative – something so disgraceful in Dinka culture that her husband was forced to leave and Rebecca now lives without support from her community and with little prospect of marriage. She is blind in one eye as a result of being beaten by her master.
Asha was even younger when she was abducted. Her master raised her until she was old enough to “marry”, but after her first child discarded her and offered her for sex to other men who would visit. She was regularly beaten. When investigators located her and began the process of lobbying for her release, Asha’s master would hide her away to a different location. Recently Asha was released, again through the work of CSI, and is beginning to make a new life for herself. But it isn’t easy. She has no memory of her family of origin and doesn’t even know which tribe she belongs to. In a culture where identity is determined through family lineage, Asha has only vague suggestions of where she might have come from. Still, she has recently married, has a new baby, and is making a home for herself in the community.
Lobbying continues for the release of 35,000 abductees in northern Sudan.
Liberated abductees Rebecca and Asha
Friday 22 January 2010
A report from Joseph...
It's our last day in Sudan. Tomorrow Joseph and I commence our way home. Here is Joseph's review of our time in Sudan...
We arrived in Juba on 31st December 2009. Juba is the seat of government of South Sudan whereby the temperature is fairly high - politically and naturally. It is the eve of campaigns for the national election, electing the state legislative assembly and national assembly. This is the first step of democratization since the military Junta in Khartoum took the government for the last 30 years. Juba has changed in terms of development which is going in high gear, but also has contradictions - the realities of government bureaucracy and some embezzlement of a few corrupt figures that is the reality of African or third world governments.
We left Juba after some few days to Wau which is the capital of Bahr Al Ghazel region. It reminds me of my childhood days. This is a place where I studied my primary school and junior primary school. And also it reminds me of my exit point when I left Sudan on November 24, 1983. All these memories come back in mind when we landed in Wau airport, but I can see new settlement and peace will become reality. There is also a reflection in my mind from a saying of our late hero Dr John Garang DeMabour when he said “I had sworn an oath for peace which is in your hands and now it is yours. Own it and treasure it.”
Then we travelled to Aweil, capital of Northern Bahr Al Ghazel state where we spent most of our time and started our mission. This time our mission covered four counties – Aweil Centre, Aweil South, Aweil West and Aweil North. In our visit to Aweil South with Church of Christ leaders we encountered a few things which delight our heart in terms of the ministry which have really grown since we left the area the last 18 months. They have done a great deal in terms of their hospital and their vision for Bible college and core workers for the ministry. These are the soldiers of Christ’s mission and their enthusiasm to preach the word of God and change their own people into the Kingdom of God on earth and in Heaven.
Meeting with one of the ministers, Pastor Paulino Malou, and sharing his vision towards the orphan children, in his heart burns fire to do something towards it. These are the backbone of the future for this community which have been marginalised and look as outcasts of the community. We have explored a lot of opportunities and ask God to open doors for this calling.
In our visit to Marialbai in Aweil West we have faced a lot of challenges – some put us in tears and some delight our hearts for what God has just given us in this mission. It is an area which has been destroyed in the last 40 years of civil war between north and south. This region of Ayat is between the border of North and South Sudan and they have lost many lives, women and children and some have been abducted to be slaves for their masters in the north. And also, it was people from this region where God has just called Steve to start his contact with Sudanese families in Adelaide. We met many of their brothers, sisters and mothers. When sitting down with the Chief Makuei Dit (Riiny Riiny Lual) he is in my age, but when we sat down together he looked older – more than 20 years than me, because of the heavy load of his own people on his shoulder. I began to reflect back when we were young and now time just passes by in these circumstances of life. His 10 brothers sacrificed their lives for this cause of the struggle. Among them the Major General Lual Riiny Riiny Lual is one of the founders of the movement. We stood by his grave for a moment and said a prayer. Half of his family live in Adelaide and half live in Marialbai. We heard many stories about great challenges regarding health and abductees and the orphans. The story of the abductees is horrifying. Some are made as sex slaves, some are still retained by their masters in the north, some have been killed through raping and torturing. Approximately they say there is about 40,000 but about 5000 have been released. We are given a portion of land in Ayat region for our mission. We ask God to help the call to start this mission as soon as God has put in the heart of our brothers and sisters in Australia.
Travelling to Gok Machar, Aweil North, to see IDPs (Internally Displaced Persons) and Darfurians, the local authorities couldn’t facilitate our request to see and visit these areas. This is the area mostly Rev Angelo and his team minister to Darfuri refugees. Their ministry assists the Darfurians with medications and food and other care.
Finally, we are back to Juba, reflecting on our mission. We see that God has just opened doors in so many ways, and we are asking our friends and brothers to pray and give whatever God has just asked them to give for this mission.
We arrived in Juba on 31st December 2009. Juba is the seat of government of South Sudan whereby the temperature is fairly high - politically and naturally. It is the eve of campaigns for the national election, electing the state legislative assembly and national assembly. This is the first step of democratization since the military Junta in Khartoum took the government for the last 30 years. Juba has changed in terms of development which is going in high gear, but also has contradictions - the realities of government bureaucracy and some embezzlement of a few corrupt figures that is the reality of African or third world governments.
We left Juba after some few days to Wau which is the capital of Bahr Al Ghazel region. It reminds me of my childhood days. This is a place where I studied my primary school and junior primary school. And also it reminds me of my exit point when I left Sudan on November 24, 1983. All these memories come back in mind when we landed in Wau airport, but I can see new settlement and peace will become reality. There is also a reflection in my mind from a saying of our late hero Dr John Garang DeMabour when he said “I had sworn an oath for peace which is in your hands and now it is yours. Own it and treasure it.”
Then we travelled to Aweil, capital of Northern Bahr Al Ghazel state where we spent most of our time and started our mission. This time our mission covered four counties – Aweil Centre, Aweil South, Aweil West and Aweil North. In our visit to Aweil South with Church of Christ leaders we encountered a few things which delight our heart in terms of the ministry which have really grown since we left the area the last 18 months. They have done a great deal in terms of their hospital and their vision for Bible college and core workers for the ministry. These are the soldiers of Christ’s mission and their enthusiasm to preach the word of God and change their own people into the Kingdom of God on earth and in Heaven.
Meeting with one of the ministers, Pastor Paulino Malou, and sharing his vision towards the orphan children, in his heart burns fire to do something towards it. These are the backbone of the future for this community which have been marginalised and look as outcasts of the community. We have explored a lot of opportunities and ask God to open doors for this calling.
In our visit to Marialbai in Aweil West we have faced a lot of challenges – some put us in tears and some delight our hearts for what God has just given us in this mission. It is an area which has been destroyed in the last 40 years of civil war between north and south. This region of Ayat is between the border of North and South Sudan and they have lost many lives, women and children and some have been abducted to be slaves for their masters in the north. And also, it was people from this region where God has just called Steve to start his contact with Sudanese families in Adelaide. We met many of their brothers, sisters and mothers. When sitting down with the Chief Makuei Dit (Riiny Riiny Lual) he is in my age, but when we sat down together he looked older – more than 20 years than me, because of the heavy load of his own people on his shoulder. I began to reflect back when we were young and now time just passes by in these circumstances of life. His 10 brothers sacrificed their lives for this cause of the struggle. Among them the Major General Lual Riiny Riiny Lual is one of the founders of the movement. We stood by his grave for a moment and said a prayer. Half of his family live in Adelaide and half live in Marialbai. We heard many stories about great challenges regarding health and abductees and the orphans. The story of the abductees is horrifying. Some are made as sex slaves, some are still retained by their masters in the north, some have been killed through raping and torturing. Approximately they say there is about 40,000 but about 5000 have been released. We are given a portion of land in Ayat region for our mission. We ask God to help the call to start this mission as soon as God has put in the heart of our brothers and sisters in Australia.
Travelling to Gok Machar, Aweil North, to see IDPs (Internally Displaced Persons) and Darfurians, the local authorities couldn’t facilitate our request to see and visit these areas. This is the area mostly Rev Angelo and his team minister to Darfuri refugees. Their ministry assists the Darfurians with medications and food and other care.
Finally, we are back to Juba, reflecting on our mission. We see that God has just opened doors in so many ways, and we are asking our friends and brothers to pray and give whatever God has just asked them to give for this mission.
Joseph at the grave of Dr John Garang
Wednesday 20 January 2010
What about the Hospital?
For those who have been following our partnership you might be wondering about our involvement in the Aweil Civic Hospital. Let me give a brief update.
A few weeks before leaving we learned that MSF have adopted a policy not to work with traditional midwives. They claim that in some instances there is a disincentive to bring mothers to the hospital. It was obvious that to supply birthing kits to Deborah at the hospital would be working against the operational practices of MSF and so we agreed that these would be best used in remote areas where home birthing is the only option. The previous article by Ros tells of how this has developed.
In addition to the supply of birthing kits, Deborah had asked us to provide some basic medical equipment and training. Now that MSF have taken over this role in the hospital this has become redundant. This of course is the best outcome as MSF are providing quality medical care. They report that the maternal mortality rate in the hospital has dropped from 22% to 1% since their takeover.
I have also had conversations with the Governor about supporting the development of one segment of the hospital. We haven’t been able to meet the Governor on this visit as he has been busy with pre-election campaigns, but after conversations with MSF we think it is unlikely this will proceed. The Ministry of Health has begun some refurbishments in conjunction with MSF and there are many other NGOs who have roles in the hospital. It seems we will be more effective if we concentrate in areas which have less resources and support. I will report more on this as it unfolds.
A few weeks before leaving we learned that MSF have adopted a policy not to work with traditional midwives. They claim that in some instances there is a disincentive to bring mothers to the hospital. It was obvious that to supply birthing kits to Deborah at the hospital would be working against the operational practices of MSF and so we agreed that these would be best used in remote areas where home birthing is the only option. The previous article by Ros tells of how this has developed.
In addition to the supply of birthing kits, Deborah had asked us to provide some basic medical equipment and training. Now that MSF have taken over this role in the hospital this has become redundant. This of course is the best outcome as MSF are providing quality medical care. They report that the maternal mortality rate in the hospital has dropped from 22% to 1% since their takeover.
I have also had conversations with the Governor about supporting the development of one segment of the hospital. We haven’t been able to meet the Governor on this visit as he has been busy with pre-election campaigns, but after conversations with MSF we think it is unlikely this will proceed. The Ministry of Health has begun some refurbishments in conjunction with MSF and there are many other NGOs who have roles in the hospital. It seems we will be more effective if we concentrate in areas which have less resources and support. I will report more on this as it unfolds.
Provision of Birthing Kits…
We put Ros on a plane at lunch time and she is now on the slow journey home via Addis Ababa, Dubai, Kuala Lumpar and Perth. I told her I wouldnt let her leave until she had written a report on the birthing kits and medical equipment. She finished it this morning.
A report by Ros Stafford-Green
Following the 2008 trip by Steve and Joseph, there was interest expressed for birthing kits to be made available. 200 Zonta Birthing Kits were provided by Birthing Kit Foundation Australia (BKFA) for this trip. To ensure they would be used appropriately and that maternal and foetal outcomes would be known it was necessary to make contact with those who would use them. It soon became apparent that a new hospital at Malek Alel Church of Christ worked with some trained Traditional Birthing Attendants (TBAs) who could use these for home births. They had some experience using them some years back and realised their benefit. One bag of 100 kits along with a small amount of medical equipment was gratefully accepted for use in this community in Aweil South County.
Then travelling to the north west of Aweil we spent time in communities that have been decimated by the effects of war. However, with greater stability at the moment, Darfuri refugees and returnees from the north of Sudan are settling in the region. In a society where large families are expected, safe childbirth is a real issue. Here, complications at delivery can result in both maternal and foetal death. This is particularly pertinent in the Marialbai area where they are isolated and have no means of transportation when problems occur. As there are three trained TBAs there who had previous experience using the kits, the other bag of 100 birthing kits was offered to them. Cecilia, the head TBA, delivers three to four babies a week and was very keen to use the kits and receive further training.
At both these locations we were requested to provide further training for TBAs, as well as other medical, laboratory and nursing staff. We have begun to put in place the necessary administrative processes required by BKFA for an ongoing supply of birthing kits in these areas.
Whilst the optimal situation would be for all women to have access to a hospital and medical staff, the kits provide an immediate resource to help prevent infection, one of the major causes of death in Sudan.
A report by Ros Stafford-Green
Following the 2008 trip by Steve and Joseph, there was interest expressed for birthing kits to be made available. 200 Zonta Birthing Kits were provided by Birthing Kit Foundation Australia (BKFA) for this trip. To ensure they would be used appropriately and that maternal and foetal outcomes would be known it was necessary to make contact with those who would use them. It soon became apparent that a new hospital at Malek Alel Church of Christ worked with some trained Traditional Birthing Attendants (TBAs) who could use these for home births. They had some experience using them some years back and realised their benefit. One bag of 100 kits along with a small amount of medical equipment was gratefully accepted for use in this community in Aweil South County.
Then travelling to the north west of Aweil we spent time in communities that have been decimated by the effects of war. However, with greater stability at the moment, Darfuri refugees and returnees from the north of Sudan are settling in the region. In a society where large families are expected, safe childbirth is a real issue. Here, complications at delivery can result in both maternal and foetal death. This is particularly pertinent in the Marialbai area where they are isolated and have no means of transportation when problems occur. As there are three trained TBAs there who had previous experience using the kits, the other bag of 100 birthing kits was offered to them. Cecilia, the head TBA, delivers three to four babies a week and was very keen to use the kits and receive further training.
At both these locations we were requested to provide further training for TBAs, as well as other medical, laboratory and nursing staff. We have begun to put in place the necessary administrative processes required by BKFA for an ongoing supply of birthing kits in these areas.
Whilst the optimal situation would be for all women to have access to a hospital and medical staff, the kits provide an immediate resource to help prevent infection, one of the major causes of death in Sudan.
Ros delivering birthing kits to Cecilia at Marialbai
Cecilia with one of the kits
Providing medical equipment to Philip Garang, the Clinical Officer at Malek Christian Hospital
Tuesday 19 January 2010
Leaving Aweil...
This morning we were up at 4 AM to commence the first leg of our journey home. Now we are back in Juba and tomorrow Ros will start her way home. Joseph and I will be here till Saturday to meet a few more people and put in place some organisational matters.
Here are a few more photos from our time in Northern Bahr Al Ghazel...
Here are a few more photos from our time in Northern Bahr Al Ghazel...
Walking the streets of Aweil Town
Marialbai Primary School
Making Bread
Wau Airport
Going to Church at Malek Alel
Two children who shared our lunch in Ayat
Friday 15 January 2010
Marialbai...
We’ve spent three days visiting in the Ayat community north west of Aweil. Ros came home happy and excited. I came home in tears.
Ros has enjoyed the generous hospitality we’ve been shown and the chance to engage with midwives and medical projects. She has been instrumental in forming a vision and plan of what we can do here and has found this both enjoyable and fulfilling. This is a large part of why she has come. She has also captivated the children of Marialbai with her cameras and attempts at the local language. Despite the heat, dust, lack of sleep and very basic living conditions Ros has a bounce in her step. It has been an enjoyable and productive few days and she is obviously excited about our mission in Marialbai.
I have also enjoyed our time in Ayat and feel compelled by a vision that will serve this community. But seeing the impact of this war up close has been very confronting. Chief Riiny Riiny Lual is the Paramount Chief of the region and hosted our visit. His brothers and sisters were the first Sudanese I supported as we welcomed them as refugees in Adelaide. As we approach the Chief’s tukul we pass the grave of his older brother, the husband of Aluong who I supported in coming to Adelaide. The Chief has lost 10 brothers in this war, and those who survived are scattered around the world. The Chief’s car is broken down under the tree. The Missiriya have raided his cattle, his primary source of wealth.
I met the mothers and siblings of the first family we sponsored. As I filmed their message to their family in Australia, one girl broke down. “Waake archa morth aphe, waake archa morth aphe. Have you forgotten me? I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye. Do you even remember me?”
There are many orphans here. In Sudan an orphan is someone who has lost their father. Many of them still have their mothers, but when life is so hard and resources so scare, life is even harder for these children. We are partnering with an energetic and visionary Church of Christ leader who has a vision to care for these children. The Chief took us for a walk to an area set aside for returnees from the north. These are people who have fled the conflict and now are coming back. There are hundreds of thousands of them with a large percentage of widows and orphans. As we walked others gathered until we had quite a group of followers. Then the Chief pointed out the boundaries of the land he is offering us. It is much larger than I expected. Their hopes and expectations are high.
We walk past a small but well equipped hospital established by a charity organisation. They will leave at the end of February. The local administrator says he would prefer they didn’t have the hospital than to have it stand empty as a reminder of what they don’t have. It is the only medical facility in the region and serves a population of about half a million people. We compare it to having a brand new garage – but no car. He says the community will be going back to the bush to get the traditional roots and leaves for medicine.
Later we met two women who had been abducted by Arab raiders. They are much more fortunate than so many who have been enslaved. A man we talked to has been lobbying the Government to support the release of the abductees. Many are sex slaves and we heard several reports of girls being raped with pieces of wood until they are dead. They have identified 40,000 who are still in slavery in the north and they have arranged the liberation of 5,000. Some men have been killed for their involvement in this work, and our friend narrowly escaped.
The Primary School has 600 students, an enthusiastic Principal and teachers. The buildings remain from the British era, but they are empty. There are no windows, doors, desks or books. Donkeys walk through the classrooms.
The school, the orphans and widows, the Chief’s broken car, the graves, the slaves and the tears of those whose families are scattered combine with overwhelming impact to tell the story of how this community has suffered through 40 years of war.
Ros has enjoyed the generous hospitality we’ve been shown and the chance to engage with midwives and medical projects. She has been instrumental in forming a vision and plan of what we can do here and has found this both enjoyable and fulfilling. This is a large part of why she has come. She has also captivated the children of Marialbai with her cameras and attempts at the local language. Despite the heat, dust, lack of sleep and very basic living conditions Ros has a bounce in her step. It has been an enjoyable and productive few days and she is obviously excited about our mission in Marialbai.
I have also enjoyed our time in Ayat and feel compelled by a vision that will serve this community. But seeing the impact of this war up close has been very confronting. Chief Riiny Riiny Lual is the Paramount Chief of the region and hosted our visit. His brothers and sisters were the first Sudanese I supported as we welcomed them as refugees in Adelaide. As we approach the Chief’s tukul we pass the grave of his older brother, the husband of Aluong who I supported in coming to Adelaide. The Chief has lost 10 brothers in this war, and those who survived are scattered around the world. The Chief’s car is broken down under the tree. The Missiriya have raided his cattle, his primary source of wealth.
I met the mothers and siblings of the first family we sponsored. As I filmed their message to their family in Australia, one girl broke down. “Waake archa morth aphe, waake archa morth aphe. Have you forgotten me? I didn’t even have the chance to say goodbye. Do you even remember me?”
There are many orphans here. In Sudan an orphan is someone who has lost their father. Many of them still have their mothers, but when life is so hard and resources so scare, life is even harder for these children. We are partnering with an energetic and visionary Church of Christ leader who has a vision to care for these children. The Chief took us for a walk to an area set aside for returnees from the north. These are people who have fled the conflict and now are coming back. There are hundreds of thousands of them with a large percentage of widows and orphans. As we walked others gathered until we had quite a group of followers. Then the Chief pointed out the boundaries of the land he is offering us. It is much larger than I expected. Their hopes and expectations are high.
We walk past a small but well equipped hospital established by a charity organisation. They will leave at the end of February. The local administrator says he would prefer they didn’t have the hospital than to have it stand empty as a reminder of what they don’t have. It is the only medical facility in the region and serves a population of about half a million people. We compare it to having a brand new garage – but no car. He says the community will be going back to the bush to get the traditional roots and leaves for medicine.
Later we met two women who had been abducted by Arab raiders. They are much more fortunate than so many who have been enslaved. A man we talked to has been lobbying the Government to support the release of the abductees. Many are sex slaves and we heard several reports of girls being raped with pieces of wood until they are dead. They have identified 40,000 who are still in slavery in the north and they have arranged the liberation of 5,000. Some men have been killed for their involvement in this work, and our friend narrowly escaped.
The Primary School has 600 students, an enthusiastic Principal and teachers. The buildings remain from the British era, but they are empty. There are no windows, doors, desks or books. Donkeys walk through the classrooms.
The school, the orphans and widows, the Chief’s broken car, the graves, the slaves and the tears of those whose families are scattered combine with overwhelming impact to tell the story of how this community has suffered through 40 years of war.
5 years of peace…
Saturday was CPA Day – the fifth anniversary of the signing of the Comprehensive Peace Agreement in Nairobi. The celebration was postponed until Monday and we witnessed the marching procession and could hear the music and dancing continue until dawn. Although there are still pockets of conflict and much to negotiate for sustainable peace to be a reality, we notice a change even from 18 months ago. There are less guns, fewer soldiers, the community is more relaxed and settled. Even a Colonel I spoke with was confident that from now on they can fight with words rather than guns.
Friday 8 January 2010
Stability...
We are aware that news reports in Australia tell of a break-down in the peace agreement in Sudan. We are in daily contact with government leaders and are in a good position to monitor the situation. If there is any danger we have many people who will ensure our safety. The bigger issue is working for the peace and stability of the country, without which imrovement to the standard of living will be stalled.
A Family Scattered...
Yesterday we met Veronica Abuk, the mother and grandmother to several of my congregation in Adelaide. Let me share a bit of her story.
In 2001 Abuk and her family were in Aweil Town when the militia attacked. Abuk’s husband was killed, Abuk was shot, and the family scattered. A daughter, Juer, came to Australia and settled into my congregation with her daughters. Juer was in contact with some of her sisters and brothers, but she didn’t know what happened to her mother or her 4 younger siblings. She assumed her mother had been killed. Finally she found her younger siblings in an orphanage in Aweil under the care of the Catholic Church. We supported her application to bring them to Australia on a Family Orphan Visa. The older girl went missing in Khartoum but we welcomed the younger 3 to Australia about 2 years ago and they have become part of our church family.
A few months later I came with Joseph to Aweil and there we discovered that Juer’s mother Abuk was living in Khartoum, North Sudan. I rang Juer and passed on the news. Last year another daughter was able to bring her back to Aweil. But there is no news of the lost daughter.
When I greeted Abuk I told her we thought she was dead. I passed on greetings from her children, told her how well they are doing in Australia and showed some photos from my computer. Abuk of course was overjoyed to see the pictures and hear the news. But there was no hiding the pain. We see a lot of anguish here, but Joseph and I couldn’t hold back our tears. This family’s story is typical of what many South Sudanese have endured. We pray one day they can be reunited.
With Veronica Abuk and her daughter
In 2001 Abuk and her family were in Aweil Town when the militia attacked. Abuk’s husband was killed, Abuk was shot, and the family scattered. A daughter, Juer, came to Australia and settled into my congregation with her daughters. Juer was in contact with some of her sisters and brothers, but she didn’t know what happened to her mother or her 4 younger siblings. She assumed her mother had been killed. Finally she found her younger siblings in an orphanage in Aweil under the care of the Catholic Church. We supported her application to bring them to Australia on a Family Orphan Visa. The older girl went missing in Khartoum but we welcomed the younger 3 to Australia about 2 years ago and they have become part of our church family.
A few months later I came with Joseph to Aweil and there we discovered that Juer’s mother Abuk was living in Khartoum, North Sudan. I rang Juer and passed on the news. Last year another daughter was able to bring her back to Aweil. But there is no news of the lost daughter.
When I greeted Abuk I told her we thought she was dead. I passed on greetings from her children, told her how well they are doing in Australia and showed some photos from my computer. Abuk of course was overjoyed to see the pictures and hear the news. But there was no hiding the pain. We see a lot of anguish here, but Joseph and I couldn’t hold back our tears. This family’s story is typical of what many South Sudanese have endured. We pray one day they can be reunited.
With Veronica Abuk and her daughter
Wednesday 6 January 2010
Photos of Aweil...
Campaigning prior to the coming elections
Making tahini at the markets
Meeting Pastor Yournew Wol after his return from Nairobi
Our first breakfast at Mama Adut's home in Aweil
Aweil at last...
On Monday we flew from Juba to Wau on a comfortable and clean Fokker 50 named after the President of the South Salva Kiir. At one point the plane dipped quite suddenly, and when we arrived at Wau airport I heard the pilot saying another plane was coming towards us and he had to duck out of its way. Our friend Ronald Ruay Deng arranged our transport by car to Aweil – about 1 ½ hours - and we are now comfortably settled in a new hut Mama Adut Dit has prepared for us. Once again we were offered free accommodation at the hotel, but we prefer to stay with our “mum”.
Joseph and I are enjoying renewing relationships and Ros is making new friends. The delegation from the American churches who were to be here for the opening of the hospital at Malek Alel in Aweil South has postponed their visit, so we will not be meeting with them as planned. And the town is busy with election campaigns which will occupy the time of those involved in the state government. But we have a lot to do and are keen to make the most of the two weeks we will have in Aweil.
Joseph and I are enjoying renewing relationships and Ros is making new friends. The delegation from the American churches who were to be here for the opening of the hospital at Malek Alel in Aweil South has postponed their visit, so we will not be meeting with them as planned. And the town is busy with election campaigns which will occupy the time of those involved in the state government. But we have a lot to do and are keen to make the most of the two weeks we will have in Aweil.
Monday 4 January 2010
Juba Town...
Joseph and I had a chat and decided to appoint Ros the official team photographer. Here are a few of her shots of our time in Juba Town.
Joseph with sister Ajok and brother Maluak. They couldnt remember the last time the three of them were together.
The view from the back of our hotel
The central business district of Juba.
Shopping for a phone - Because 3 phones is just not enough in Sudan.
To Aweil...
It has taken a bit longer then we planned, but we are all set to go to Aweil tomorrow. Ros' luggage arrived from Addis Ababa yesterday and we immediately booked flights to Wau and transport by car to Aweil.
This morning we attended a Kenyan Pentecostal church. The pastor told us to think positively, set goals, and God will give us new cars and a new house. If it was really so easy we could end world poverty today.
We have been able to spend time with Joseph;s family, including a brother Joseph hadnt seen for 10 years. Sudanese hospitality is really something to be experienced. We are like part of the family here.
Obvisouly the three of us are an odd looking group, and people try to work out the relationship between us. I tell people that Joseph and I are brothers and Ros is our mother - that sems to resolve any issues.
Ros has fitted in easily and has coped well with Sudan. Already she has made many friends including a youg Ugandan woman who greets her with hugs several times each day. I have enjoyed renewing some friendships too, and making some new ones. If I want to get a laugh, I introduce myself as Majok Dit from the Pacher tribe in Waaynjok.
Achincrutch!
This morning we attended a Kenyan Pentecostal church. The pastor told us to think positively, set goals, and God will give us new cars and a new house. If it was really so easy we could end world poverty today.
We have been able to spend time with Joseph;s family, including a brother Joseph hadnt seen for 10 years. Sudanese hospitality is really something to be experienced. We are like part of the family here.
Obvisouly the three of us are an odd looking group, and people try to work out the relationship between us. I tell people that Joseph and I are brothers and Ros is our mother - that sems to resolve any issues.
Ros has fitted in easily and has coped well with Sudan. Already she has made many friends including a youg Ugandan woman who greets her with hugs several times each day. I have enjoyed renewing some friendships too, and making some new ones. If I want to get a laugh, I introduce myself as Majok Dit from the Pacher tribe in Waaynjok.
Achincrutch!
Sunday 3 January 2010
First Impressions…
Having been in Sudan for a couple of days, I asked Ros to share her first impressions.
Flying over vast deserts then seeing the effect of water where the Nile creates lush greenness. Then seeing how the harsh climate affects both building design and its effect on any structure. Added to this is the continuous smoke haze create by numerous fires, particularly by burning rubbish – much of which could be recycled.
The people are amazingly resilient and cheerful, despite incredible sadness. Ive already had first hand contact with situations of great loss due to the war and oppression. However at the same time there is a real sense of moving on and not being dominate by the past.
Ive been amazed at the amount of English spoken here in Juba and the conversations Ive been able to have. Everywhere people have peen friendly and helpful and Ive been surprised at the variety of African countries they have come from.
There is a sense of hope and anticipation for the conditions in Sudan to improve, especially expressed being here at a new year, concurrent with Independence Day. Many seem to sense a personal responsibility for this to happen, rather than an expectation of others to address the issues.
Everywhere there are many children, teenagers and young people, with few old people. Everyone seems to know everyone else, and how and when things happen.
Having flown in from a very Moslem country into Sudan I have been surprised at the very open expressions of Christianity. Many got dressed up to go to church and give thanks on New Years Day and at the special celebration hosted by the President’s wife which we were privileged to be invited we all stood to be led in prayer.
There are cute lizards of various sizes which dart around trying to avoid the kites which circle overhead. As a bird lover I have several as yet unidentified and interesting birds. The huge red sun rises over a pink haze and a light breeze last for a while before it becomes still and hot. In the shade it is quite tolerable. Infrastructure such as power are intermittent, and roads “designed” for 4WD take all cars and motorbikes, often used as public transport.
I feel very welcome and relaxed knowing that Joseph knows everything and everyone and Steve with computer and 3 phones will organise everything.
Photo: Ros with children in Juba yesterday.
Joining hands across the ocean…
When I first met Deng Deng Akon in Juba 18 months ago I commented on the difficulty of travel and communication between our two countries. He reassured me that Australia didn’t seem so far away because his wife and children were there. I have since learned that leaders in South Sudan have a stronger relationship with Australia than any other western country because of the number who have family members amongst us.
In my first 24 hours back in Sudan I have seen how strong this connection is. Already I have met dozens of Australian Sudanese, several that I know and have assisted in various ways. At an Independence Day concert and dinner last night which was hosted by the President I sat on one side of the Aweil Community Chairman from Adelaide, and on the other side of a man who has a wife and children in Adelaide. Amongst the dozen or so ladies escorting the First Lady were three from Adelaide.
Joseph said to me that he could see the reality of Deng Deng’s words – that the link between our communities was indeed like joining hands across the ocean.
In my first 24 hours back in Sudan I have seen how strong this connection is. Already I have met dozens of Australian Sudanese, several that I know and have assisted in various ways. At an Independence Day concert and dinner last night which was hosted by the President I sat on one side of the Aweil Community Chairman from Adelaide, and on the other side of a man who has a wife and children in Adelaide. Amongst the dozen or so ladies escorting the First Lady were three from Adelaide.
Joseph said to me that he could see the reality of Deng Deng’s words – that the link between our communities was indeed like joining hands across the ocean.
Saturday 2 January 2010
Financial Ironies…
Juba is known as a wild frontier town, full of danger and opportunity. People who are prepared to face some risks come from many places to make easy money in the rapidly developing capital. But while many are making their millions, finding money for health and education isn’t so easy.
I was discussing this with Ros and Joseph at breakfast, and soon after met a business woman from Kenya who has a vision for returning some of her profits into the development of women’s education. If enough people have the conviction to work for the good of the wider community change will come more quickly. The great hindrance to development here is the wealthy and powerful who only provide for their family and friends. Millions of dollars are being syphoned from the local economy to individuals in other countries.
The sad reality is Sudan is one of the poorest countries in the world, with one of the fastest growing economies. While the rich can take advantage of this, the poor don’t see any benefit.
I was discussing this with Ros and Joseph at breakfast, and soon after met a business woman from Kenya who has a vision for returning some of her profits into the development of women’s education. If enough people have the conviction to work for the good of the wider community change will come more quickly. The great hindrance to development here is the wealthy and powerful who only provide for their family and friends. Millions of dollars are being syphoned from the local economy to individuals in other countries.
The sad reality is Sudan is one of the poorest countries in the world, with one of the fastest growing economies. While the rich can take advantage of this, the poor don’t see any benefit.
Friday 1 January 2010
New Year in Sudan...
Happy New Year from Sudan! Ros, Joseph and I arrived in Juba a couple of hours ago from Addis Ababa. Unfortunately Ros' luggage didnt! So far it has taken 5 flights and 4 days to get to Juba and now it will take a few more days before we get to Aweil.
While in Aweil in June-July 2008 Joseph and I were asked repeatedly when we would return to Sudan. We said we hoped to be back the following year. We made it by 8 hours!
Already we have had to change our plans, but we know that is normal here and we adjust. We're excited about what lies ahead in 2010.
While in Aweil in June-July 2008 Joseph and I were asked repeatedly when we would return to Sudan. We said we hoped to be back the following year. We made it by 8 hours!
Already we have had to change our plans, but we know that is normal here and we adjust. We're excited about what lies ahead in 2010.
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