I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents.

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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.

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A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed “a lady fitted out” with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.

It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.

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Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. “How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense”, he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.

And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts.

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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents.

On her way she met a copy. The copy warned the Little Blind Text, that where it came from it would have been rewritten a thousand times and everything that was left from its origin would be the word “and” and the Little Blind Text should turn around and return to its own, safe country.

But nothing the copy said could convince her and so it didn’t take long until a few insidious Copy Writers ambushed her, made her drunk with Longe and Parole and dragged her into their agency, where they abused her for their projects again and again. And if she hasn’t been rewritten, then they are still using her. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth. One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.

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A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.

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Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. “How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense”, he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.

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The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. His many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. “What’s happened to me? ” he thought. It wasn’t a dream.

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His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.

Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad. “How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense”, he thought, but that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position. However hard he threw himself onto his right, he always rolled back to where he was.

Conclusion

It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer. Gregor then turned to look out the window at the dull weather. Drops of rain could be heard hitting the pane, which made him feel quite sad.

A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. Even the all-powerful Pointing has no control about the blind texts it is an almost unorthographic life One day however a small line of blind text by the name of Lorem Ipsum decided to leave for the far World of Grammar. The Big Oxmox advised her not to do so, because there were thousands of bad Commas, wild Question Marks and devious Semikoli, but the Little Blind Text didn’t listen.

A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table – Samsa was a travelling salesman – and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame. It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.

 

Rooted in Christ

Martyrs are people who were so rooted in Christ that not even death could separate them from Him. They were not satisfied with any sort of mediocrity or superficiality in their following Christ. They understood what the Master said in his conclusion of the sermon on the mountain: “Everyone who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock” (Mt 7: 24). It may be hard to appropriate the message of the Gospel to one’s life, but whoever accepts the challenge and the newness that Jesus’ message offers really builds on the rock that can’t be shaken. I just hear an invitation not only for the followers of Jesus but for all who are looking for lasting meaning in life not to be satisfied with the quick-fix answers of the world. These only foster superficiality at its best. At its worst, they promote addictions which leave many people enslaved.

Martyrs discovered a treasure in Jesus. This treasure was so precious that they were ready to give up everything (even their earthly lives) in order to possess it. The Spirit of truth guided them in their discernment so as to give up the many “goods” in order to embrace the Good (Jesus Christ). That is what conversion calls for.

The Master Himself reminds us: “No one can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other.” (Mt 6: 24) The challenge to be embraced, if Christians are to emulate the martyrs, is to invoke the Holy Spirit for guidance so that they can really distinguish what is from God and what is human-made.

The Apostles themselves who were the first witnesses understood that it meant to set priorities: “We must obey God rather than human beings!” (Acts 5:29). It was in the power of the Holy Spirit that they were able to give such a courageous witness.

Witnesses and not celebrities

Just as Jesus himself never wanted to be celebrated, so are his true witnesses. As we look at the witness and challenge of martyrs, we ought to keep our eyes fixed on the One they followed. Jesus never looked for fans but disciples who would be His witnesses in the whole world. The disciples of Jesus filled their areas of influence with the teaching of the resurrection (see Acts 5: 28). Those who were in power tried to silence them, but it was impossible for them to keep quiet. The witness of true martyrs disturbs those who wish to take the place of God in others’ lives. The foundation of all this is in Jesus’ own

witness to the truth which costed him life. Whoever stands for the truth must be ready to stand alone especially when the powers that be are threatened. That is why they apply the best known method of elimination. They say: “We have a law and according to this law he ought to die!” (Jn 19: 7).

Those who desire to be celebrated (celebrities) are ready to compromise the truth. Unfortunately, we have more of these in our modern society than testimonies who can empower others especially the youths. The Martyrs of Uganda, who were themselves young people, pose a challenge as to whether true values are handed over to the youths. The youths need not only skills with which they can earn a living, but also values with which they can defend their dignity and give a more humane face to society. With Christian values, the youths can avoid the superficiality that is being proposed by modern society. Martyrs are witnesses to true values.

Now and again, there are reports that fake goods are put on the markets. Of course, they must be products of fake people. Why do we have fake products? The answer appears to be in the quality of the values that are propagated. The martyrs call us to embrace Christian values like transparency which will guarantee the integrity of persons and human communities.

Yes to life and No to death

St. Mother Theresa of Calcutta (a martyr of love of the suffering neighbor) is believed to have said: “The world is full of good people. If you can’t find one, be one!” We could apply this also to the numerous unknown martyrs who stand in to support life and take on sacrifices in order to let life thrive. On the other hand, we must accept the bitter truth that there are many who are martyred by agents of death.

It becomes very painful that a lot of innocent blood cries out like that of Abel in countries in which the blood of martyrs was shed. The celebration of the martyrs should be a clear protest against the culture of death. Whereas they were ready to give their lives for Christ, we must be ready to defend life in the name of Christ who was purely pro-life, for he came so that all may have life in its fullness (Jn 10: 10). The martyrs call us to live our positive potentiality to goodness and not the brutal bestial instincts by which many lose their dear lives.

Not admiration but imitation

It is so interesting to note that humans are so much concerned about setting up monuments for those they hold in great esteem. That is good on one hand, namely to keep the memory of those who have made a positive impact to life. On the other hand, there is a danger that monuments become a kind of podium from which great people can be admired at a distance. Just as we said earlier, Martyrs don’t belong in museums, but they are a living source of inspiration. They are not only to be admired but also to be imitated. If not, we have to accept the challenge of Jesus: “Woe to you, because you build memorial for the prophets your own ancestors killed long ago.” (Lk 11: 47)

By Fr. Anthony Kibira MCCJ

 

 

While they were looking for safety, they managed to save some machinery and other movable property and carried it to Moyo their new home. Two years ago, the community was forced to relocate from Kajo Keji to Moyo in search for peace and safety of their life and some property. They cannot point fingers at anyone for the loss, but they have decided to pick up their broken pieces and start all over again. The once beautiful compound has been reduced to ruins. The ruins at the mission begin right from the school that was run by the Comboni missionaries, Sisters Convent, the health center to the Comboni missionary, Priests and brothers house. The church at Kajo Keji also did not survive the wrath of the war either. Bro Fafa said St Daniel Comboni Comprehensive College in Lomin was home for 1000 students from senior one to senior four. This mixed boarding school was hope for a bright future to he students before war forced them out.

The school property was all stolen by unknown people, the chain link fences, the school main gate and all metallic chairs and tables in both classrooms and offices did not survive, the students’ beds in the dormitories were also taken. The school also lost all kitchen utensils. All that remains of the school is the frame of the buildings standing up in a bushy compound. Brother Fafa said at the moment, it is hard to establish how much damage was caused at the school and the mission because they have lost so many valuable things.

The vandalism went on to the dispensary which was providing the community with health care. South Sudan government health workers had taken over the looted items and vandalized the dispensary by the time we visited. 

A Clinical Officer said the Commissioner of Lomin had allowed them to use the property to provide services to the people who stayed back home. He added that the facility had served 241 patients in March. Though he said their main case at the time was malaria, skin diseases and bacterial infections were also common.  From a distance, Sacred Heart Church at Lomin Parish looks intact and in good condition, but the interior portrays something else.

The tabernacle was forced opened and the hosts were all scattered on the floor of the church. Anything that looked like a drawer in the church was forced open or broken and destroyed probably in search for money. The only thing that survived at the mission was a wooden structure as all the metal structures were vandalized and stolen. “The metallic water tanks, pipes and other metalalic equipment like beds, chairs, window seals were all destroyed and sold to scrap dealers in Uganda” said Bro Fafa. The church interior was drilled and all the solar connections stolen.
The priests’ community house was another place that did not survive the vandalism.

Anything that looked like a drawer in the church was forced open or broken and destroyed probably in search for money.

At the entrance of the dining room, everything is scattered and littered on the floor, the looters carried everything they could carry and destroyed what they could not carry. The bedrooms that belonged to the priests and brothers were all broken into and all you find are scattered, torn books with a few un-torn books and papers that were littered on the floor. All the beds and mattresses were stolen by the vandalisers.

In the community chapel, crucifixes were broken, the altar destroyed and the hosts were all scattered on the floor, all the chalices were stolen. The laundry room did not survive this vandalism either. The vandalisers failed to take the washing machine, but they decided to destroy it. The water supply has been an essential item in Lomin as a community. Bro Fafa said the mission was supplying the Kajo Keji community with water. The water pump was stolen and all the metallic water tanks on the compound were destroyed.

Following the heavy vandalism, fire gutted the welding department and burnt down the remaining machines which had not been moved. The only thing that remains in this department is a dilapidated wall part which has collapsed.
The carpentry department almost survived vandalism because Bro Fafa and the community members decided to move the machineries before the war got out of hand. All you see in the carpentry show room are broken pieces of wood, vandalized walls and damaged pipes that was vandalized and left behind.

Another department that suffered a lot of blow was the textile and fabrics department: all the sewing machines in this department were stolen with just the weaving machines intact. Weaving threads are littered on the floor and some thrown through the broken windows, while some threads were tied on the weaving machines as a sign that work was taking place here when all this happened. At the entrance of the guest house, one is welcomed by broken glasses from the window louvers scattered on the compound. As one proceeds to the broken door, one is met by a clattered room littered with broken glasses and plates scattered everywhere, broken doors and broken cabins: all taps were broken and the house only has toilet seats and sinks.

Bro Fafa however said despite the destruction, they have not lost hope of serving the people and they hope to return to Kajo Keji as soon as peace returns. He also noted that the major reason for them moving out of the mission was because many of the people they were serving had moved to camps in Uganda with the big number living in Palorinya settlement and refugee camps. He added that they decided to build the mission house in Palorinya to be close to them and continue serving them.