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May 2022

We Will Sing to the Lord a New Song

I was born in Panawac, a remote village in Pacong County. My tribe is Dinka, my clan is Agaar. We are a stubborn, unforgiving and hostile people.   During the rainy season I looked after the goats and worked in our garden to grow food. In the...

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As in Christ God Forgave You

Whack! The orphanage director picked me up and slapped my cheek.   “Why did you hit me?” I protested.   Whack! He slapped my other cheek even harder. Tears rolled down my face. Nobody came to my defence.   “Salute during the national anthem! This is no time to play!”   “But, the...

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