Wilsons_2013 Posted by Rory Wilson on Mon, 03 Oct 2016 | 1 comments | Bookmark: digg this Post this to Post this to Facebook

As many of you will know Kiwoko Hospital is celebrating our official 25th birthday (from the official opening in 1991) this year and we are ‘thanking God for the past and trusting Him for the future.’ There are various ways that we are celebrating, one of them being that this month we have had the privilege to sit and listen in morning prayers to eye witness accounts of the founding days of Kiwoko Hospital.

Moses Sekidde (manager of Community Health) has led the charge, and has proved to be a very able and methodical story teller. We have heard about the disturbing times of the civil war in the mid-80s that left traumatised people, poverty and little or no education or health services for the people in Nakaseke district. We have heard stories of how Ian Clarke (and his family) the Church and local people worked together to build the hospital, and how they marvelled at the ways in which God met need and brought the right personnel/provisions along at the right time.

It is marvellous to hear that such was their commitment that many staff worked without receiving wages for as long as 2 years, because resources were so limited and the need was so great. In an age where no one will work without getting some kind of an allowance or monetary remuneration it is a challenge to all of us.

The theme of unity and common purpose cannot be missed. Ian Clarke and his family clearly inspired, challenged, disciplined and loved the staff here, but no one organisation, church or individual can claim the glory because first of all it is God’s work but also it was a collected effort, each party playing their part.

I can now even better understand the joy and pride people have in being founder members of Kiwoko Hospital. It was such an exciting time to see development, change and hope in a post war community and most of all God in action, up close and personal!

But it isn’t just a good story, is it?

This is history, fact – a testimony of what God has (and still can) accomplish through an individual or community for good. I don’t quite know how to describe the power of an eye witness account, but it is has a powerful and unmistakably authoritative quality about it, something that grips you and pulls you in. How can anyone argue with someone who says, ‘I was there, I saw it happen,’? I know that we can all remember things a little bit differently with time, but a gathering of ‘historicals’, whose testimonies dovetail! Amazing!

I have also been reminded of the eyewitness accounts in God’s Word, for example the apostle John in 1 John 1:1-2:

That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked upon and our hands have handled, concerning the Word of Life – the life was manifested and we have seen and bear witness…

As Irish people we are often pretty comfortable grumbling (weather; politics; bad hair day…) but not usually so relaxed to share good news. We weren’t here at the beginning of Kiwoko Hospital, but we are here now and there is plenty of great news that we have been eyewitnesses of – in fact plenty that we have been blessed to have been actively part of.

We haven’t held Jesus’ hands the way St John did on dusty roads in 1st century Palestine, but we all have our own stories of meeting with Him which have a comparable ring of authenticity and encouragement if we would share them with those around us.

We all have our defaults in these matters. Why not consider today resetting your default a bit higher along the grumbling – good news axis.


Helen said Fri, 14 Oct 2016 07:58AM
I think your hospital sounds amazing. A lady called Ruth from NZ told me she has been to visit you recently. I am wondering if my friend Bridget from Rangiora was there this year too?She did go to Uganda. I am not an Anglican but I do have Anglican friends. I have missionary friends in Malawi-Diane and Jim Young. Diane works in a hospital. I am an SIM-NOW mission supporter. God loves your servant hearts. Greetings from Helen,Rangiora.

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