This is M2.
M2 is a “rehabilitation center” – in essence, a prison for children in Uganda.
These are the boys who live here? Do they look like criminals? That’s probably because they are not – at worst, they are runaways, many of them just dropped off by parents who are no longer able or interested in taking care of them.
These are the conditions that these boys live in. Rundown buildings, only running water from outside spigots, mattresses that are decades old and soaked with all manner of bodily fluids and even locked in rooms for an arbitrary period of time.
Read this story about how this facility was stumbled across by an American on mission in Kampala . . .
Not long ago a woman was on her way out of Kampala and drove past a dilapidated old sign that read “M”: Rehabilitation Center for Children. She was drawn to learn more about the place and so she turned down a long, winding dirt road until she came to the end. To her horror, she found rooms of children locked up, young kids chained to windows, and even a 10 day old, malnourished and living in her own urine. She saw hundreds of children with little food and no supervision.
The power of that moment could not be denied. The statistics and figures that Nathalie knew all too well now had a name and a face. The suffering was real and her first hand experience would change the course of her life and the lives of these children. A glorious story of redemption for these little ones began that day when Nathalie followed her inkling and wandered into “M”.
Eight thousand miles away, the ripple effects of Nathalie’s ministry made their way to the shores of America. When we heard about “M” our hearts were completely broken. Living amidst a sea of abundance and well cared for families, we could not begin to fathom the pain and suffering that these children endure on a daily basis. It was clear that God was calling us on a mission too.
In early 2010, some of the men on our team heard about this place and began to pray that God would send someone to help. They soon realized it was them God was sending. They decided that we should go and see how God was at work in the lives of these children, and how we might participate. And so we did.
What we learned was something we already knew but had not personally experienced so vividly. The heart of God is unquestionably devoted to caring for widows and orphans, for the poor and the marginalized, for the hungry and those who suffer injustice. This we knew. But experiencing God at work in this desperate environment made us realize that He was calling us to live out the Gospel and be devoted to His purposes in a way that was tangible, sacrificial and enduring.
It is an awesome and deeply humbling thing to have an encounter with the living God. Deep in the bush outside Kampala, we encountered Him at work and it changed our lives.
Sixty Feet was born out of a desire to participate in God’s work at “M”, to come along side those already involved in the lives of the children, to share the love of Jesus Christ in a meaningful way, and to care for orphans that are otherwise treated as common prisoners. In short, Sixty Feet is a response to the Gospel.
Locally, I have a sweet friend who adopted a little boy from Uganda this year – and she continues to carry a heavy burden for the children of Uganda. She has partnered with some local bakeries to offer a dozen regular cupcakes for $20 or a dozen gourmet cupcakes for $25. You can choose exceptional flavors or superb decorations!
Orders can be emailed to firstname.lastname@example.org and will be personally delivered by Owen and his big sister and mommy.
If you do not live locally, you can still donate to this cause by visiting the Sixty Feet website.