Nothing causes a buzz at the Joy Centre like youth with a passion for God.
On the morning of October 3rd, 2009, about 250 students from four schools in Wakiso town converged at the Joy Centre for the third Schools’ Worship Service. In youth speak, it was a blast!
The Joy Centre was blessed with a visit from the Kigezyi Ankole Anglican Youth Missioners (KAAYM) on the afternoon of October 4th. (KAAYM is a ministry of St. Francis Chapel, Makerere University.)
It was a great time of fellowship and fun. The energetic KAAYMers worshipped God as only people from Western Uganda can. Using an empty jerrycan as a drum, they sang their throats hoarse, clapped their hands sore and levelled the Joy Centre grass with their exuberant dance.
It was a wonderful, blessed afternoon… and here’s the evidence!.
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The Joy Centre loves visitors. Come see us soon, will you?
By Benoni Mugarura-Mutana
It usually takes Joy and me between 30 and 45 minutes to travel from Lweza, where our son Peter and his wife Fiona live, to the Joy Center in Wakiso. But the evening of 10th September 2009 was different. What started off as a quiet day of reflection on the goodness of God ended in madness!
Riots in Kampala (Photo credit: The EastAfrican)
Joy and I spent more than four hours driving through back roads in the middle of swamps and valleys and over strange hills to find our way out of the riots that engulfed Kampala city. We and hundreds of other Ugandan were trapped in the confusion that broke out when the Uganda Police Force and the Central Government prevented the Kabaka of Buganda from visiting a district to the east of Kampala. (more…)
Many students find the holidays a big challenge for many reasons. They go back to their communities and villages and the only thing they know how to do is to go to school. Many of them have never been shown how to spend spare time profitably. The tendency therefore is to try and find out what other young people are doing and imitate them. This often leads to behavior they themselves have not known.
Most times Communities and societies we live in try to make us conform and unless we stand up to them and only do only that which is good and right, we will end up looking like them. The illustration is when all the guys and the girls want you to do what they think is good in their own eyes. Often they try to get you believe that what they are offering is better than what you know. Or they show you that what you know is not good enough or completely ignore your opinion. What we need to know if we do not know it already is that those people are trying to devalue you and suggest that until one is like them one does not have a life to be excited about.
Shadrach, Meshak and Abednego Stood for the Truth
But the truth is often the reverse of what they are suggesting to you. An excellent example is a story from the Bible in the book of Prophet Daniel chapter 3. This is the story of three Hebrew boys who had been carried into exile when Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon destroyed the country of Judah in 352 BC. Shadrach, Meshach and Abedinego were serving in the palace of the King when he had a dream and acted upon it. He built a golden statue and put it in the plains of Ono to worshipped by the whole of his Empire. (more…)
By Benoni Mugarura-Mutana
Joy and I have gone kookoo!
Earlier this year we decided to raise free range chicken at the Joy Center in Wakiso. We were prompted into this venture when a friend brought us a hen that hatched seven chicks. You cannot imagine our excitement at the thought of starting our own chicken farm.
Joy hired a young man in our village to keep our small food garden and take care of the chicken. However a few months later the young man fled with the hen and all, but one chick.
The lone chick quickly grew into a proud cock and needed a friend, so we decided to buy another hen. The new hen grew in popularity around the Joy Center. A tryst with larger cock in the neighborhood led to seven new chicks! (more…)
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