An unfortunate story is found in the fourth chapter of Genesis about two brothers. Cain was the elder and Abel was the younger, as fate would have it the elder killed the younger in cold blood. God, out of concern intervenes by ‘politely asking the murderer the whereabouts of his only younger and probably weaker brother he ought to have protected. With pomp and no remorse, Cain had the audacity to arrogantly answer back the sovereign God ‘Am I my brother’s keeper?’. This is typical of selfishness of no care to anyone else, yet Jesus commanded us to love our neighbors as we love ourselves. It is therefore, on this basis that GFM came up with this arm of service labeled ‘My brothers’ keeper’. Under this umbrella, many have been beneficiaries, but the following were unique cases;
- The Ssenoga family
At the height of acute financial shortage due to expired work contracts, yet with many outstanding needs especially food; GFM family decided to identify with our brother and his family and bought food estimated to cover a full month. It was such a great blessing which brought tears to either party. The good news is that now the story has changed for the Ssenogas in that they are virtually back on their feet.
- The Ikopit family
The Ikopits are ardent GFM members right from the day of inception. In the course of time, tragedy struck, when their old man popularly called Uncle Peter Emorut joined those who departed before him. It was therefore the right thing to stand with them in all possible ways financially inclusive.
- Julie Abalo
Towards the end of April, Julie one of us was enroute to check on her aging mother based in Jinja. As the commuter taxi approached Kawoolo, the drunken driver lost control and two passengers never made it. The remaining 12 passengers got extremely bad injuries and Julie was among them. She had a compound fracture on her right leg and other body injuries. A Samaritan discovered that there were no medical facilities in Kawoolo government hospital so transferred her to Jinja regional hospital that very night. Julie’s mother and relatively got even more frustrated in the facility because there was no immediate help. A quick decision was taken to transfer her to a Turkish private hospital. It is here that she underwent two rigorous and intense orthopedic surgeries lasting several hours at a time trying to fix the broken leg. It was after a month that she was brought back to Kampala. GFM family has been at the very forefront financially for cast removal, physio-therapy. The good news is that presently her leg is healing, no doubt that soon she will not need crutches.
Finally, among the so many testimonies is one of Patience, one of the younger people in GFM. After her O ’level she had a strong conviction not to go to A ‘level as the norm. On the contrary the Lord was leading her to go to flying school and become a pilot. It is common knowledge that such courses are not cheap, going as high as USD14,000, but God has thus far provided. God went ahead to put his approval on his leading by helping Patience to top her class from time to time yet there are many well to do students. For all the academic excellency upon Patience she has been very generous to formally and informally instruct her fellow course mates. Lately the Kajjansi flying school administration is asking her to keep around campus to assist struggling students.
