Life is extremely hard in the Rikai bush country where we are now at. The red dirt roads are deeply rutted and crowded with pedestrians young and old, boda bodas (motorcycles) loaded with passengers, all competing with overstuffed cars and trucks and animals for a spot between the deep ditches.

Little villages like Bethlehem and Kyocera (pronounced Juh Tara) have no infrastructure to provide plumbing and water. Here, they drink stagnant, dirty water to survive and Malaria is one of the main causes of death. Rikai is the epicenter for the AIDS epidemic, a whole generation has been wiped out by this disease leaving Uganda with a median age of only 15 years old, the second lowest average in the world.

Today I accompanied Charles Loper (founder of The Master Cares foundation) and witnessed Isaiah 1:17 at work. As a result of Charles listening to his heart and taking action, we witnessed Ugandans drinking clean water from the 30 plus wells this ministry has dug. I photographed children suffering from acute malnutrition and malaria getting a second chance at the medical clinic they partner with, their prior alternative was the local witch doctor. We visited a ranch where Ugandans come to be trained in business farming, being discipled during the process. At the heart of this mission is a school that educates a new generation of Ugandans, learning about a God that loves them more than they can comprehend, giving them hope and a future.

I feel very honored to be here to help tell their story.