Now, I shared Nelson’s story on my blog when I was in Africa but I’d like to share it on this one as well. Here’s his story.
His name is Nelson and he was a child soldier in the LRA. If you don’t know what that is, visit http://www.invisiblechildren.com to find out more about what that is. Anyways, the story of his escape is truly inspiring and heartbreaking at the same time. He escaped from the LRA just before they were getting ready to kill him. His journey after that initial escape was even crazier. Here it is in the most condensed form possible.
So, when Nelson was abducted he was 16. He was held by the LRA for 2 years and 9 months. The night he was abducted the LRA also abducted 7 of Nelsons friends, and only 2 of them were still alive at the point of his escape. His best friend was killed on the first day they were abducted because of his attempt to escape. The LRA cut his body up and put it on a stick to example what would happen to those who tried to escape. The night of Nelsons escape the LRA was planning to kill him. They fed him his “last meal” then went off to fish. At that point Nelson made his escape on 4 days without food or water. He ran and ran and even hid in trees as his captors walked underneath him in hiding multiple times. After coming out of hiding he made his way to a mountain where he stayed for a bit. Then, after a few more encounters and various dangerous scenarios, he met a woman who took him to an army station where they relocated him to Gulu, Uganda which is about 100km from Lira. There they made a radio announcement which Nelsons mother heard. That is where she reunited with Nelson almost 3 years after his abduction. Nelson was forced to kill and was beaten and tortured but all the while kept faith in God that he would return and be free.
Now, Nelson is in school and is aspiring to finish. He has 3 more years before he can enter University, but he lacks funds to do so. Nelson is the oldest child of 8 and aspires to be a pilot. He is an incredible person and has inspired me greatly. My team is still trying to plan how exactly we can help our friend but we ask that you be praying for wisdom and creativity regarding this matter. I hope that this story has touched you and that you would share it as well in order to raise awareness about this ongoing issue. Nelson has been back for 6 years and what he went through is still happening to many innocent people in Africa. Thank you for reading. God Bless!
Hey everyone. This post will mostly for the duration of this blog, kind of, sort of brag on my team that I went to Africa with. They were that cool. Our team was comprised of 11 women and 2 dudes and I was one of the 2 dudes. If you didn’t guess. A team of 13 brave souls prepared….unprepared to go into the heart of Northern Uganda and experience things we didn’t even dream of happening. No matter how much we prepared ourselves for this trip, not a single drop of it…at least for me got me ready for what and who I was going to encounter.
Our team was an awesome mixture of toughness, rawness, softness and pure bread faithful people. Each one of us had a little bit of each quality. I think those qualities got us through our four months in Uganda strictly based on sanity but what got us through to each other was our willingness to be open with one another. Not one person from my point of view ever shied away from challenging a fellow team member to be better nor did they shy away from encouraging one another in what they were already doing great.
Now, having played four years of High School basketball. I know the importance of that encouragement, not only when when your down but also when your doing well. That encouragement when your on a hot streak keeps you thinking “I got this, I can do this”. That’s exactly what my team in Uganda did. Not just on occasion but throughout the entire four months of our time in Northern Uganda. Which speaks a true testament to the kind of people they are and what God has molded them into. They were such great friends not only to me but to everyone who they came in contact with. People yelling “mzungu” (white person) on the street or our closest Ugandan friends. They were always willing to lend a hand, a ear, or a heart. They loved each other continuously and loved the people of Lira, Uganda continuously throughout the entire four months there. These people are a great group. They taught me and many others in Lira so much throughout our time in Uganda about lots of things…many things. But, most importantly they showed me what it really means to live like Christ. And, to show that love to everyone around me. Not to be ashamed of what other people think when your dancing in the middle of the street or when your talking to someone that others think should be ignored. The love of God shined through and through on the daily with this team and they will always be some of my closest friends. Love you all so much Aly, Ally, Darby, Logan, Brittany, John, Marissa, Mary, Makyla, Sarah, Carrie-Ann and Somer. You better have read this.
At the source of the Nile
Thank you all for reading and I hope that this post did a good job of describing who this team was.