We relocated to a beautiful guest home farther outside the city before day 2 of travel. This morning we prayed as we drove 2 hours to a "childrens' rehabilitation center", knowing that what the day held would be dark, jolting. After being escorted through a check-in process, we were brought through the facility. A corridor of confinement cells, cement floors and walls, entry rooms where children are put as they arrive for weeks with no clothing and a plastic basin. Running water is a more recent installment to the compound. Barren landscape. 219 kids. 200 boys. 19 girls. I didn't even know how to begin to process what my eyes were seeing. Wynne made the analogy that they treat these kids as if they were lost pets. When you lose your dog, you call the shelter, who you hope has picked them up on the streets. Most of them will never be reclaimed and are unjustly detained. Kenneth was walking home one day when a group of young boys came up behind him. They were being chased by police for petty theft, so in the shuffle, Kenneth was sent to M1 too. For 2 years. The children had open wounds, untreated sores, and clothes that you would never even let your child wear as pajamas in the States. We throw out clothes with one stain from snack, these children would give up a meal for a bar of soap to scrub their clothes. They will keep them in solitary confinement cells for weeks, months even, to "break them down" for crimes that they either didn't commit or committed out of desperation.
August 3, 2011
This blog post is with my good friend, Chloe, from belovedadventurer.blogspot.com
ps - the pic above is of me & chloe from today at a children's prison in Uganda
I wanted to share a few words and then let her words and my images do the talking. She's an amazingly talented writer. She says it better than I could EVER say, so I'll let her tell it. It's been an amazing week so far, I don't know how I'll ever put into words what I've seen with my eyes and what has happened in my heart. But I hope these few images will do some talking. We have met some amazing people with huge loving hearts. All these kids want is to be loved. To be touched, and hugged, and held and loved. What an honor it's been to share the love of Christ with these beautiful children. There is so much to be said. So much to be done. So many stories to be told. I pray this week that God hows me how I can effectively share their stories with you. Until then....Chloe....
In the words of Chloe.....
Chloe, Shayleigh and some girls at Return Ministries.
PS- it's taken me over 1 hour and I have yet to get 1 picture from my camera. So, you might only get 1 or 2 pictures on the blog and then more instagram pics from my phone on facebook &instagram (@wynne4) so look there for more quick snapshots!