General Mission 2012


This year’s Mission trip was as heart wrenching as ever. The team this year consisted of Jane Sullivan and Andrea Howarth from CRM. They were joined by Adam Fountain, a business man based in Manchester, and Nick Shahalavi, who is a full time evangelist with the Message Trust.

We started the trip with a visit to Revival School at Matugga. We saw lots of the children who are currently sponsored through our Children of Hope project. On the
way there we stopped at Nanywa Market to see a group of ladies who work there. Every time we stop there they all come running shouting “Mummy Jane”, aww, they are so lovely.

Jane Sullivan

It was very exciting for me as I was expecting to see the Holy Spirit move, in a way I had never seen before. Firstly I new that Uganda was different to the UK in many ways; here you can share your faith in places, where back home you’d be pulled for violating some kind of strange law that’s developed. I spent two weeks in Uganda and during that time I shared the gospel, and my testimony, in schools, Muslim villages, conferences, bible schools, prisons and universities. There was even a time when we stopped to buy fruit at the side of the road, in a predominantly Muslim area called Bombo, and people came forward for prayer and healing;

Aside from the fact its devastatingly poverty stricken almost every where you go, people are hungry for a touch from there creator and their testimonies are profuse!!

It’s definitely a place where not only your faith can grow, but you can operate with boldness when it comes to any form of outreach. Here in the UK we are quite timid in our approach.

It was a pleasure to be alongside Jane Sullivan and my wife Andrea, but also to meet some of the leaders like John Bunjo and Peter Odoi who are men of god packed with revelation of the gospel and filled with the love of Christ. This trip has not only impacted my life, but stirred up vision of how easily we can help some of the poorest of people in Uganda.

Nick Shahlavi


Malcolm Street travelled out in November; this is a report of a typical day visiting children to take their photographs and check on their welfare.

Thomas & Mabel turned up at 8.30am, not bad I suppose for Africa Time. The early start meant that the traffic was easier and we arrived at Kingdom Primary School at Kigogwa by 9.30 and saw 3 of our children. Next was a school at Kakerenge – this was down a long narrow path, almost too narrow for a car. All in all we did three schools before 11am!

We moved into Nanywa and another couple of schools before driving to Bombo where we went to Trinity School and Bombo Mixed School. After this we went onto  Lukole and Konde Hill schools down some of the bumpiest tracks you have ever seen with holes and channels up to 2 feet deep expertly navigated by Thomas. No we weren’t in a 4×4 just an ordinary car – a Toyota – on these cars the exhaust runs in a channel in the chassis enabling you to ground on a bump and just slide over without damage. Negotiating deep channels is done diagonally.

Thomas tried to drive through a muddy boggy part of the track (it had rained heavily that morning) and got stuck. He put the car in reverse, revved the engine and spun the wheels – all the muddy water hit the windscreen and flew into the open window all over me! – the car was brown, inside and out and I was brown. “Sorry, sorry, sorry,” he said.

We visited a few more homes before we went home arriving at the hotel at 6.30pm, a long day, but it didn’t stop there – Thomas had a 30-40 minute drive back to his home at Kasangati and I needed to link my photographs to children, write up my notes and prepare for the following day.

After visiting homes, children and families I usually use some antibacterial hand gel as you cannot know how clean their hands are in a country where it can be an hours walk to get water. That saying, many Ugandan people are very clean and house proud even though their house is poor. Hand gel is a white mans thing; Mabel asked to use some and she said, “I am mzungu now”. I told her to be careful as the black might come off her hands. She was alarmed and then realising I was pulling her leg, dissolved into fits of laughter. (mzungu – white man)

Malcolm Street

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