One of the most interesting things about crossing cultures, and living in Karamoja in particular, is the deep ways that the routines of your life become unsettled. It’s been said to death that everything you take for granted is turned back on you when you
life in karamoja
The nights in Karamoja are simultaneously the quietest and loudest nights I’ve experienced. There is no freeway two blocks away, only anomalous cars driving along the main dirt road, no neighbors twenty feet to either side of the house and no airplanes flying over head.
Today is the one month anniversary of our plane arriving in Entebbe. Thus, in keeping with our goal of determining what our long term plans with relation to this mission might be, it seemed like a good idea to do a cost-benefit analysis of the
Some time back, you may have heard via the Okkens about some reported cases of witchcraft in Karamoja (if you didn’t, you can read about them here and here). The particular case of Luomo Gabriel has been on the hearts and minds of the congregation and the