With the
unrest in South Sudan, we periodically hear rumors of skirmishes nearby.
Although Gambella is safe for the most part, we are still cautious and keep on
the alert.
During our
stay in the mudhuts, I was awakened one night by rapid footsteps of at least
half a dozen people coming up the path towards my hut. Because of all the
rumors I had been hearing, my heart began to race. Where we being ambushed?
My
hut was at the front of the small compound (and I was by myself), so I would be
the first hut to be reached. I flipped on my head lamp and quickly scanned my
eyes across the room looking for something to use to protect myself just in
case.
There were
voices outside, but no great commotion. After a few minutes, I heard Jared
speaking with a man and then lots of movement coming from the storage hut.
I soon
ventured outside to see about 10 people (men, women, and children) spread out
on a mat preparing to sleep.
It turns out
that a pastor from Nasir had come to Gambella with his family. According to culture,
if someone shows up, you give them a place to stay and food to eat, and we were
able to do just that.
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