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Click below to download Bucky Rogers' "Great Are Your Lord (Live)," recorded at our Benjamin House Ministries Unveiling at Chattanooga Valley Baptist Church in Flintstone, GA. Special thanks to Andy Highlander to accompanying me with his guitar.
by Bucky Rogers
Founder & Executive Director of Benjamin House Ministries
Flu strain A, B, C, XYZ and everything in between has littered my Facebook feed this winter season. It's everywhere. I've watched as people lament getting it, their kids getting it, and a hundred home remedies to stop it or make it better. Influenza can be deadly in a small portion of the elderly and very small children in the USA, but for the vast majority of people who get the flu, they feel like trash for a few days, then start getting back on their feet.
Where we live, in Uganda, Malaria is everywhere. It makes up nearly half of all diagnoses and treatments from hospital and clinic visits. It is the single highest cause of death, making up 1/3 of all deaths, globally. Forty-two Ugandan children die every day due to Malaria. In fact, during the time it will take me to write this blog, a child here will have taken their last breath because of a disease that is preventable and easily treatable.
Forty-two Ugandan children die every day due to Malaria.
I got malaria for the first time about a year ago today. My wife, Julie, asked our son, Innocent, what having Malaria felt like. He told her, "It feels like your world is ending." Within 2 hours I went from normal to barely being able to function. I couldn't form coherent sentences. By the time I got to the doctor, I passed out in the lobby and woke up hours later with an IV and Julie by my bedside. It took nearly 7 days for me to feel well enough to even attempt normal activities and another 3 weeks to fully recover. The first month after we moved to Uganda, another missionary contracted Malaria and it went cerebral and he was in a coma within hours. He died just a few weeks later.
It feels like your world is ending.
Some of the best ways to prevent malaria are sleeping under a treated mosquito net, taking anti-malarial drugs, and avoiding mosquito breeding grounds at dusk. Benjamin House, through our sponsorship program, is trying to ensure that the families under our care have every tool they need to escape this deadly disease.
Thank you for standing with us, always.
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by Bucky Rogers
Founder and Executive Director of Benjamin House Ministries
We’ve now been on the ground in Uganda for exactly one month. I’ve learned a lot…I’m learning a lot. Here’s the first 50 of my top 100 things I’m learning.
1-Everything takes longer in Uganda. Everything. What I used to be able to accomplish in an hour takes a day. It’s probably good for me to slow down some, but with someone like me, that’s a hard pill to swallow.
2-A closed gate does not mean neighbors won’t just come in anyway. Honestly I kinda like that.
3-There probably won’t be a day of my life from now on that I don’t have tears well up in my eyes.
4-When a Mzungu (Luganda term for white person) moves into the hood, everyone…EVERYONE knows it. haha
5-Boda Boda(motorcycle taxis) drivers do not realize that there are other cars, people, animals, potholes, speed bumps, etc. on the road.
6-I used to hear stories of kids living with HIV and I would feel bad for a bit and then go on with life. Now those kids are my life.
7-Teenagers are the same everywhere. Even if they don’t have a phone, they’ll hold up a calculator and pretend they’re taking a selfie. (saw it twice)
8-Getting a haircut from a Ugandan barber costs about 70 cents. Score.
9-Getting a haircut from a Ugandan barber who has never cut Mzungu hair before causes said barber to shake and sweat a lot.
10-Getting a haircut from a Ugandan barber causes the entire village to come watch.
11-Not having hot water for a shower is quite nice once you get used to it.
12-At least 95% of the people you see on a daily basis struggle to survive, and can’t imagine ever being able to change their circumstances.
13-Ugandans think its cold when it gets down to 70 degrees. coats, toboggans, scarves, blankets and the like are common.
14-When you hire a painter, its likely that much more than what you hired him to paint will end up with paint on it.
15-A bag of popcorn from a roadside merchant is 16 cents. And it makes his day every single time you buy some from him. Score.
16-When you find a business that doesn’t charge you double because you’re a Mzungu, you keep them…forever.
17-Ugandans, like everyone, can’t be lumped into categories with nice clean labels.
18-People here work hard and long. Things that take 10 minutes to do with a machine in America take 2 days to do with a strong back, a homemade pic-ax, and a wooden wheel barrow.
19-Just when you think to yourself “There’s no way he can carry that on his head” he’s throws it up there and carries it a mile or two.
20-When you take Ambien the first few nights in a new country as you adjust to the time difference, go to be IMMEDIATELY. If not, you end up doing very embarrassing things that your family and team talk about nearly every day thereafter.
21-Kids all over the world always want something. Most of the kids here really just want an adult to love and lead them.
22-Soccer doesn’t require a soccer ball…or goal…or level ground.
23-Skin color stinks. I wish I could take a pill that would make me black…or a pill that could make everyone blind to skin color.
24-Electricity works…sometimes…in some outlets…with some things…if you stand on one foot and recite the alphabet.
25-When the carpenter says he can make you a table and chairs for less than you can buy them in a store and he says he will be done in 2 weeks, he really means that after 3 months he might have secured the wood to make them…maybe.
26-There are scars on every Ugandan; internal and external.
27-When you are car shopping from an individual seller and you arrange to meet up to see the vehicle, it doesn’t necessarily mean that the vehicle or the person actually exists.
28-Evidently there are still cannibals in some parts of Uganda. Or maybe its a story they tell children to keep them from wandering away alone…but no one seems to want to tell me which is true.
29-You have to dust everything in your house…every…day.
30-Sometimes, when you’re in a meeting with a lawyer, negotiating a contract, he asks you what your favorite song is and then gets up and proceeds to play it on a keyboard and tells you to sing it for him.
31-Sometimes, when you’re planning your Saturday, you get a call to come to the Egyptian ambassador’s house party and end up in the newspaper.
32-It’s not a good idea to read through a book of letters from people you love back in the states. ever. for any reason. unless you just really need to flush something out of your eyes.
33-It costs about 50 cents to have a garment altered by a skilled tailor. Score.
34-I miss DJ Horton’s preaching. That’s all I’ll say about that.
35-Just when you think everyone in the states has moved on with life, you get a message…and cry yet again.
36-I’m pretty sure I’ll never be fully hydrated ever again.
37-Getting anywhere that requires getting in a vehicle takes at least an hour longer than you thought it would.
38-There’s no such thing as right-of-way.
39-While most teenagers in the US hate school and try their best to find ways to skip, Ugandans love school and work very hard (sometimes selling things on the streets up to after midnight) in order to pay for it.
40-The side of the main road works as a fine substitute for a restroom.
41-Mayonnaise costs a fortune (please bring me mayo!!!)
42-You say a prayer here before you get on a road for any reason, not just before long trips asking for “traveling mercy” whatever that is.
43-Desperation causes people to make choices they otherwise would not make.
44-I still believe God can reshape an entire nation, and I’m praying for it every day.
45-God’s people, when they see a compelling need, can show up in force to support and provide for it. I’ve never been more encouraged by the generosity of believers all over the states.
46-Literally everywhere you are, there are people who desperately need Jesus…and clean water.
47-Just because someone says they know Jesus, and has”Jesus Saves” painted on the back of their taxi, doesn’t mean they’re a Christian.
48-Trying to text while on the back of a boda boda isn’t wise most of the time.
49-People here are so hungry for truth, and the freedom on their faces as they are being released from years of heretical and dangerous teaching is quite overwhelming.
50-God is good, He is at work, and we’re not stopping.
Please keep praying. If you feel like you can give, head over to benjaminhouse.net and click donate. A dollar accomplishes so much here. God has given us a big dream and we know that He will provide in His time. Thanks for holding us up!
Bucky, Julie, and the Benjamin House Team.
by Bucky Rogers
Founder and Executive Director of Benjamin House Ministries
As we are in our last week in the United States there is a lot going through my heart and mind. There are a thousand tiny details to still get ironed out. There’s the actual travel (24 hours of travel time with 3 small children, 2 of which have special needs, and 15 bags that contain all our earthly belongings) through crowded airports, TSA checkpoints, times of food, times of no food, and times of plane food. There will be dozens of things I want to jump on as soon as we land and plans that have been in my dreams for the past year that we can finally set into motion. And yet, all I can think about is what happened last night.
Last night I sat down with about 25 men. The Lord led me to which 25 were there, but there could have been 100 others (although my heart may not have been able to withstand that). I wrote each of them a letter, reminiscing on the past, reminding them of where they’ve been, and challenging them to never go back there. In the mix were guys whose dads left their post and in doing so left a shattered heart after the dust settled, guys whose dads passed away early in their lives, guys who have been in the deepest sin struggles you can imagine, and guys who have earthly fathers that are second to none…and everything in between. The one thing they all shared in common was that they each have a piece of my heart.
The Lord has been gracious to me to bring me young men over the years to invest my life in. I don’t know exactly how He does it, or why He chooses the ones He does, but I’m so grateful. I don’t have all the answers, and I have messed up more than I’ve gotten right as I’ve sought to lead these men to Christ. I’ve said wrong things, given wrong advice, been impatient and pushy, and sometimes even pushed so hard that some of the men God brought to me are now far from Him. But for whatever reason, He keeps bringing them to me.
I went around the circle last night and read those hand-written letters aloud to each of them. I wanted them to be encouraged that they’re not alone…that every man goes through times of battle and can rise on the other side of it with victory. I laughed and cried during almost every letter. This was supposed to be my chance to encourage them and challenge them for the future. But, just as I wrapped up and was about to pray, one of them spoke up and began to share how the Lord had changed his life during the time I’ve known and loved him. One by one they shared, and the real flood gate of tears started. But these weren’t empty tears from brokenness or shame or self pity. If there can be joy in tears, I think that’s what was happening. I’ve never been more happy and more sad than in that moment. Then some of us went out to Taco Bell for one last ride. I’ll remember it forever.
People keep asking me how I’m doing, and I don’t really know how to answer. As far as moving goes, and selling all our stuff and being in a new culture, living simply, embracing poverty, and all the unknowns I’m doing fine. I’m ready. I’ve never been so ready for anything in my whole life. But when I think about the people I will leave, the relationships that will never be the same after 5 days from now, and the legacy these men will go on to build, I am completely undone…broken…scattered. That is, until I think of the 25, the 250, the 25,000 young men in Uganda who need to have this same testimony. What if a nation of fathers begins to commit to their families that they will not leave their post? What if each believer in that nation decides they’re going to add one more to their family whether through mentoring, foster care, or adoption? What if I could help make sure that one more child has the mom and dad they need and that they will never go to bed afraid ever again?
You see, Benjamin House isn’t just a project for Julie and I, it’s our lives…made into an organization. It’s the priorities of our family (the Gospel), multiplied. And as we go, we look back over our shoulders at the thousands who are holding our hands, holding us up, holding us accountable, and holding the rope for us in prayer and giving, and we are overwhelmed. Please continue to pray. We will be at GSP at noon this coming Tuesday, tickets and duffel bags in hand, ready to step out of the boat and trust Jesus to keep us from sinking. Pray, tell our story, give in whatever capacity the Lord allows, and let’s change the world. I’m just crazy enough to think we can.
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Bucky Rogers, Benjamin House staff, and short-term missionaries