We hosted eight boys from the Ugandan Watoto Restore world tour. After this weekend with only eight of them we decided not only would we have hosted all twenty-six of the kids, but we probably would have quickly adopted all of them! (except that Watoto orphans are never adopted out, they are raised up as respectable and responsible Ugandans. A model I highly admire.) Craig fantasized about building a dormitory for them all while I imagined hiring a live-in chef! What transpired in my family this weekend as a result of embracing these children into our home and hearts was monumental. It’s as if Uganda came to our home to deliver the culture and the truths with the same impact as I got when I went there. This was profound for the boys, but especially for Craig. Their presence whet our appetite for our trip to receive our Kira like nothing ever could.
There are ten subjects I have listed that deserve their own blog post as a result of the three days we were able to spend with them. What a relief I’m not trying to process it all in one post. There was too much emotion and information swirled around in a short time. Now that I’ve washed sheets for six beds, and two dozen towels from swimming and showers, I find myself in great need of mental isolation today so I can slowly map out some sort of sense and communicate what we experienced.
Today I can offer you an appetizer: these children are from Northern Uganda and have survived the horrors of the LRA abductions, murders, and some of them were even forced to be child soldiers. Watoto put together a world tour where these kids tell the story of Northern Uganda’s war. They also give their true stories to share how God has helped them heal, restore and be able to forgive. I want to share this story with you in a way that you not only understand all of it, but feel like you were here with us. This will take some time, and I’m willing to spread it out over as many posts as it requires to express it accurately and completely. Will you come with me and learn about Watoto, this tour, the children’s stories, their imprint on our home, and our future with them? I hope so.