Well, it seems that Chloe and Karen have managed to snaggle some internet from others, but as for me, I have been cut off for some days now.
The call to Karamoja seems to be a call to contingencies. Those of you who received our support letter heard that I would be helping do a remodel of the clinic as well as designing some materials in Karamajong among other things. As it happens, a wall just about fell down at the clinic this week—not a situation that we normally refer to as “good”, and so we have been taking some steps to begin the fixing, but the underlying problems with the clinic buildings are more apparent than ever, and so the remodel is being delayed until autumn as a better plan is being made and the funds are being requested. As we demolished the wall by hand in small pieces, I thought it would be a good idea to tell the patients that we would continue to tear the clinic down unless they repented of their sins. I, sadly, was vetoed.
Also as it happens, the literacy materials have to go through a whole chain of Ugandan educators, and so the full scale production of them is also going to take some time. At the moment, there is debate over whether the typeface used should be regular, thin, skinny, ultra-narrow, or as wide as a Karamajong’s leg.
In the mean time, I have been welding some temporary fixes for the clinic and roof racks for several clinic vehicles, and repairing various metals around the Mission, including a new porch door for the Okkens that will crack their dog’s skull instead of giving way when he tries to jump through it during a lightning storm.
Tomorrow we will go again to Okodud and put the pump onto the top of the well that we have dug, so the community will finally have clean water nearby. Pray that these people will receive not only this gift but also the Word that is regularly preached there with gladness and thanksgiving.