Published on July 2nd, 2007 | by tdnimz7S0
A tense moment
So there I was, minding my own business, in the front row of Mbale church. We had already enjoyed 5 great days there, and this was another.
In walks this man. Staggering. He wobbles up to me, shakes my hand, and his breath removes some paint from the wall. He struggles over to the pastor. Then plunks himself down beside a woman in front.
Now I have been in this situation before. An inebriated gentleman threatened some lady teachers at an outing beside Lake Victoria, and I used some rudimentary hockey manoeuvres to, let’s say, convince him to move on. So I was ready to do it again, this time in church.
It turned out, though, that the lady was his wife. He had been a successful executive in Nairobi, but was jailed during some turmoil in 1982, and has never been the same since. Another tale of need.
Which is why we are here. Thanks for thinking of us! God bless.
Ken & Marge MacGowan