JOHNSTONE recently encountered Watoto when they performed at The
Wave in Ocean Grove, Victoria. She writes of her experience...
I first heard about the Watato Children's Choir and agreed to allow
our house to be a host home, I’m not entirely sure what I
expected. I think I expected to be confronted by their poverty and
by their pain at having lost parents and other loved ones to poverty
and disease. Yet what I found most confronting - what moved me most
- were not these things, it was their extraordinary joy and their
the moment I met the girls who were to stay in our home and their
guardian, an American, I was struck by their smiles, their laughter
and their thankfulness. They were thankful for everything from the
meals, to the opportunity to sing and dance and a bed for the night.
Yet it seemed so little; too little.
don’t imagine there was a person there that night
who was not touched by this: no sermon preached, no altar
call, but God moving amongst the people through the joy
of these children. If these children are the future of Uganda,
then Uganda is indeed a blessed country!"
of the children and their guardians gave so much. They hugged us,
they sang, they danced. They told us of their lives, they shared
their pain, yes, but they shared even more of their joy. Their quietly
spoken testimonies - stories that moved me to tears - were not stories
just of their pain but of how their God had met them in the midst
of that and of how He was calling them to stand for Him in a country
ravaged by war and disease.
children spoke of God having a purpose for their lives; they knew
His love and walked each day in it. The whole concert was a testimony
to this, not just their spoken words, but also their dancing and
imagine there was a person there that night who was not touched
by this: no sermon preached, no altar call, but God moving amongst
the people through the joy of these children. If these children
are the future of Uganda, then Uganda is indeed a blessed country!