Monday, November 25

Author walljm

I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and I resemble the INFP personality type.

I saw the beaded pearl form On her melancholy face The drawn lines and trembling lip Poised with aching grace For a moment drawn with breath She held her shaky pose Emotion welling in her breast Filled with grief and sorrows I felt a heady longing To wipe away her tears To soothe the sad and sorrow And calm her whelming fears So I moved beside her trembling form Then smoothed her straying hair A kiss to give her comfort As I whispered I was there

While walking around the Kissinjugi market there in Soroti with Dr. Guimon, we passed this littel girl sittin under the awning of a small building. I shot the photo from the hip. It feels like she is asking me something, I’m just not sure what.

On one Saturday afternoon, Dr. Guimon took us to a small market in the neighborhood near where they live. We walked around, passed out tracts, and greeted folks. I took this little girls photo as we were walking around. The look on her face is innocent and a little expectant, as though she is waiting for something.

An Example of Narcissism Prevalent in Generation XSomehow or another some Christians lost sight of what following Christ meant. To be like Him, you have to suffer and serve, and then turn and offer grace to those who use you in spite.

US donations to Africa outstrip that of Europe by 15 to 1Apparently the Make Poverty History and Live 8 campaigns did not take into account the private giving of US citizens and corporations which amount to over 22 billion a year, more than the US government gives.Required ReadingI’m always on the lookout for good classics to add to my list.

This little girl was playing not far from the Mango tree Pastor was preaching under. Her thoughtful look, like many of the images I was able to capture, impresses me with the resiliency and strength of the human spirit. I am humbled to watch people live with joy in such poverty.

In the neighborhood near where Dr. Guimon lives, there is a little market place. On the second Sunday we were there, we went to hand out tracts. A camera is wonderful thing, especially one that can show you your photo right after you take it. Ugandan’s have cameras, so taking photo’s isn’t anything new to them, but I discovered the children get a big kick out of seeing their photo so fast. I would take someone’s photo and show it to them and they would get really excited. Within moments, I would be surrounded by as many as twenty to…

At Otubet Dr. Guimon preached. We started later because we had been to Morungatun earlier that day. Otubet is a trading post for a village that is spread out somewhat in the bush, which is typical in Uganda. It was about 11:00 AM. The men sat apart from the women and children as usual, and these two little girls caught my eye.

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