South Sudan: Standing, Walking, Multiplying


What would it be like if our government turned on its own people?  And started shooting.  And bombing.  And we had to flee.  Across the Rocky Mountains.  On foot.  With our children.

Rocky Mountains

That’s the scenario in Sudan.  And South Sudan.  Right now.  Today.



In 2011, the people stood up for independence.

South Sudanese choirs sang the national athem at the Independence Day ceremony in 2011.  Part of the lyrics include, "Oh God, we praise and glorify You for Your grace on South Sudan ..."

And the shots rang ring out.  Right now.  Today.



A woman and her three children are walking across rugged mountain terrain.  Their shoes are thin.  The food supply even thinner.  The baby is dying.

The fallen world is falling around their campsite.  They found a cave.  They are blessed.



The woman and her children meet others on the path.  They, too, are fleeing.  They, too, are Christians.  Praying.  And walking.

More join them.  The path thickens with those walking.  Toward …



The path widens.  The camps spread before them.  They join multitudes.  Hungry, ill, literally hunted.  Chased from their homes and farmlands.


Cambodia.  I can’t help but think of Cambodia.

And I must do something.



They are hungry.  We can feed them.

Food Drop at Yida Refugee Camp During the Rainy Season


They are thirsty.  We can give them water.

Samaritan's Purse has established nine water points throughout the Yida refugee camp, providing water to 20,000 people per day.


They are desperate for freedom.  We can share hope.

Nurse Erin Whitehouse is providing medical care at Yida's Stablization Center.  Many refugees arrive with malnourished children who need immediate care.


We can tell them of the One who gives us freedom in a fallen world.


Yida's most vulnerable women learn income-generating skills, such as sewing and jewelry making.


We can pray.  No link needed.  Well, there is one:  His heart to ours, at the cross.



REALITY CHECK:  Reading books about past atrocities, mankind to mankind, can either numb us into complacency or compel us to compassion.  I’ve been in both states.  And I much prefer the latter.

Thoughts ... Insights ... Questions?