Rains Down in Africa (Thank you Toto!)

I miss the seasons. My uncle recently sent me a photo of the family cottage in Ontario and I was struck by the lack of leaves on the trees. I love fall! I love the colors of the leaves and the rain; those drizzly days when you can curl up with a good book or watch a movie. In Uganda there are two season, the wet season and the dry season. We are currently in the wet season. There has been so much rain in the North that it has caused massive flooding. President Museveni has declared it a National Disaster, his first ever declaration during his 20 years as President. (He did not declare a National Disaster at any point during the worst years of LRA terror in the North) The flood has devastated entire communities, caused several deaths, closed schools and clinics and now poses health risks due to flooded latrines. I read in the paper the other day that there are some communities that have been cut off for over 2 months without any assistance with food or supplies. FH Uganda has been working with other aid agencies and the UN to provide basic supplies like jerry cans, bedding, mosquito nets, etc. Please pray for the rains to stop, the floods to recede and for assistance to flow into the affected areas.

Coming from Vancouver, I love the rain. I really love storms and watching the God's awesome power. And I have seem some good rain storms in my life, both in Vancouver and at the cottage in Ontario. But they are nothing compared to some of the rain storms we have been having in Kampala. The thunder rolls for hours sometimes. From the window of my office I watch the clouds roll in, dark and ominous. When the rain comes, it comes down HARD. One day the wind was blowing the rain so hard it drenched my computer and desk through the open window. Another time I awoke early in the am to the beating of the rain on the roof and the garden. My favorite, though, is the thunder and lightning. Sometimes at night, the lightning pierces the black sky; it's beautiful. And the thunder. The other night I was awoken suddenly at about 4 am by the loudest crack of thunder I have ever heard. I bolted from bed I was so spooked; I'm sure it cracked right over my house. Then last night, I was woken again at 4am, this time by wind so loud I thought I was in a wind tunnel or the edges of a tornado. This morning, the sun was shining bright and the rains started. I was sure there would be a rainbow, but I was running behind and had to get ready for work. Sure enough, Bruce said it was the most beautiful rainbow he had ever seen.

The weather in Uganda is not always kind. Rain comes and comes and comes then goes; scorching heat takes over. But through it all, God's power and the beauty of His creation are showcased for me here everyday.