What’s this all about?
What is all this really about? Why would we leave the comforts and privileges of America to help people all the way across the world? After all, we’ve worked hard to get where we are. Our home, our business, our friends, our family, our son’s school and his friends, all our stuff. We’re leaving it all behind. But why would we do such a thing?
It all started deep in the heart of Rwanda. A beautiful country that had been devastated by genocide. Nearly a million people were brutally slaughtered. Most of them were chopped into pieces, one by one, by machete wielding killers. And there I was, sitting with a woman who had lived through the genocide. She told me about the bodies that were everywhere, just scattered across the ground. She described the terrible odor of the bodies rotting and blood flowing like a river. Even though she held back the tears as she shared with me how her own family had been gruesomely murdered, I could see the deep hurt within her. And there was nothing I could say, nothing I could do to change the past, all I could do was let her know I cared.

Soon after, I found myself standing on a rough dirt and gravel road that had been deeply rutted by the rain. It was there I met the children who would change my life forever. Everything I thought was important to me was beginning to change. As I looked these kids in the eyes I knew I could not leave, never to return. These orphans of the streets were some of the worst victims of the genocide. They had no home, no family, no food, no shelter, sleeping on beds of cardboard and eating from the trash they were merely surviving. They were lonely and scared and they were just like my own children. They loved and desperately desired my attention. Holding my hand, running their fingers through my beard and fighting for who would sit on my lap next and I loved every second I spent with them. When I returned to my hotel room I deeply wept, knowing nothing would ever be the same again. And it hasn’t been.

But now what? What do we do about it? With all the suffering in the world, can we really make a difference? The answer is, of course we can. That’s why we’re going, because of course we can make a difference. We bring the love of Jesus. We bring a message of hope and redemption, it is the message that saves. We have what the world is aching for. There is so much darkness out there but when we reach out to the dark and desperate places, it is there that we shine our brightest as we rescue those who are perishing. It is in that place and in that moment that we truly begin to realize-we can change the world.
And so we’ll go.





August 28th, 2009 at 7:33 am
I met Allan and Annie in March as we were preparing to move to South Africa. We hit the ground on June 23rd. After four trips to Mamelodi over the last several years we felt that God was calling us to a more permanent role in the township. We sold everything and moved. Feel free to email me when you arrive. Community is good. Safe travels.
Will Skillman
http://www.social-compass.com
Go, sell everything you have and give to the poor, and you will have treasure in heaven. Then come, follow me. Mark 10:21
October 17th, 2009 at 6:09 am
u are a brave man,we are saying God bless you with yours,u are investing in heaven.
When God will bless u in heaven! please do not forget me. Receive greetings from me , Mimi and the street orphans. With love
October 24th, 2009 at 9:24 pm
I was in Mamelodi with the vision trip team that visited back in June (I am from Nate and Rebecca Clendenin’s church) – I also spent an extra month in Bulembu. So since I recognize those precious kiddos in your photo by name, I knew I had to comment! I am praying for you guys and the work our Dad is continuing through you! Hope to meet you both some day!