Nyamata: How Now Shall I Live?

I can’t imagine anymore. Visiting the Nyamata Genocide Memorial Centre in Rwanda was the most sobering experience in my life. There really is no way to describe what it was like to walk these grounds other than an overwhelming numbness that begins to take over from the sheer horror that happened here. Wikipedia has this…

Pondering Dreams in Rwanda

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; “and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.” – Dr. Martin Luther…

A Penny for Your Thoughts

A penny for your thoughts. A young boy ponders of which, I can only imagine what. Moments later, he got up and walked back home. Only a few steps away, there was something about the steps he took. No smiles or waves. Just something that causes me great pause. Now standing in the middle of…

The Soul of a Nation: The Heart of the Rwandan Woman

The heart of the Rwandan woman is the soul of this great nation. I have never seen such courage and strength as we journeyed through this great African nation located in the heart of the continent. On one occasion, I recall the honor of escorting an elderly woman from the waiting area outside under a tent…

When Goodbye Means Hello

“I don’t know why you say goodbye, I say hello.” –  Lennon & McCartney It was our last day. It’s rather fitting. Where else could one actually experience a goodbye as if instead, it were actually a hello? You know, the kind of goodbye you feel after you know that you know that you know that something…

Then Sings My Soul…This is hope.

  I could have sat there for a lifetime. As the choir sang that one Sunday morning in Bugesera, all I could do is close my eyes and smile. Then sings my soul is all one can do when in the presence of such. Here, the children dance and sing as a little girl stands…

SMILE!

In a land so far away, a muslim call to prayer rang out across the village. As we pulled up, children from all directions quickly surrounded us. We may not have spoken their language, but we did have little stickers with smiley faces on them to remind them that they are loved. Look closely at…

THEY CAME TO SING…

I sat there amidst the many. Overwhelmed, my mind raced. It was like a thousand hearts had found their way to mine in the blink of an eye. What could one ever do to prepare for this? Many had walked for hours just to see us. What brought them there? ..to find hope? What brought…

THE ROAD OF MUCH REFLECTION

We drove this road nearly every day for a week. It is the first paved road we’d get to after leaving Gashora as we made our way back to Kigali. Our dear friend Fred Katagwa called it the I205 of Rwanda. In thinking back on it, I think I would call it the road of…

LIFE IS HARD: COMPARED TO WHAT?

It’s a long way between here and there. I can only imagine. It was just a moment before this picture was taken that she looked up from her journey and did something I will never forget. She looked directly at us, waved, and flashed the most amazing of smiles I had ever seen. (At least…

A GLAD HEART MAKES A CHEERFUL FACE: JUMP ROPING IN RWANDA

I traveled over 9,000 miles for my heart to become an empty canvas. And there I was in the land of a thousand hills in what seemed like the middle of nowhere standing before this beautiful young girl (whom we sponsor) and her mom watching as she jump roped for me. To even begin to…

RWANDA’S TREASURE

You can show me the tallest buildings in all the land and nothing will inspire me nor leave a greater impression on me as that of your greatest of treasures… your future. I have often wrote that it’s not just about asking the question of what kind of world will we leave our children that…