Creekbank Stories Curt Iles, Storyteller

THE RUSSIAN MAFIA   The city we live in, Entebbe Uganda, is home to many ex-pats. I never fully understood that term. The dictionary defines it as “___________________ Entebbe is a city of ex-pats. Many work for the large UN base beside the airport. Others for the numerous N.G.O’s that base their operations here. DeDe and I go to a …

   What in the world is a “Child-Headed Household” and “Unaccompanied Minor?”    Friday  21 March Back home in Entebbe Scroll down for prayer needs. The UN has a special term for them. They call them “Unaccompanied Minors.” It means they are  refugees who arrived without an adult. They may truly be orphans.  Both parents are dead and they are separated from …

Curt with new friend in Wajo Camp,  West Nile District, Uganda   We’re away (beginning Wed. 12 March) from the world of internet for most of the next week.  DeDe and I are traveling in northern Uganda with a Kentucky Baptist Disaster Relief team. They are representing Baptist Global Response and learning how we can touch the needs of refugees …

We’re away from the world of internet for most of the next week.  DeDe and I are traveling in northern Uganda with a Kentucky Baptist Disaster Relief team. They are representing Baptist Global Response and learning how we can touch the needs of refugees from South Sudan and Democratic Congo. You can follow our journey here at http://www.creekbank.net/blog   as …

We’re away  from the world of internet for most of the next week.  DeDe and I are traveling in northern Uganda with a Kentucky Baptist Disaster Relief team. They are representing Baptist Global Response and learning how we can touch the needs of refugees from South Sudan and Democratic Congo. You can follow our journey here at http://www.creekbank.net/blog   as …

    Friday, 15 March Adjumani Uganda Scroll down for prayer needs. A full day of being in refugee camps.  Nothing will break your heart like seeing thousands suffering and facing uncertain futures. Yet even in our heartbreak, we are in love. In love with our Jesus who said, “Come unto me . . .” In love with our fellow …

Homesickness and Friendship Fires   Today is our son Clint’s 30th birthday.  It’s only fitting that I drag out his most famous story. As the fire warmed the cold Arkansas night, our mouse friend enjoyed leftover pieces of our macaroni supper. As we sat there and just enjoyed the sounds of the night, I looked over at the boys. Clint, …

We’re away (beginning Wed. 12 March) from the world of internet for most of the next week.  DeDe and I are traveling in northern Uganda with a Kentucky Baptist Disaster Relief team. They are representing Baptist Global Response and learning how we can touch the needs of refugees from South Sudan and Democratic Congo. You can follow our journey here …

“It’s Being a Long Time”  Truck sign   TRUST JESUS SALOON   THANK GOD I MADE IT.   I’M NOT MAKING FUN. I’VE WRITTEN 11 BOOKS AND HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF PRINTED WORDS.  YOU CAN FIND MISTAKES GALORE.   SPENT BULLETT   IF YOU FIND A MISTAKE: DO TWO THINGS. 1.LAUGH 2.TELL ME ABOUT IT.

Displaced but not Misplaced. A displaced person has left their home for succor within their home country. A refugee has crossed a national border for the same reason. There’s really no difference.  Just a matter of geography and ________. All have hurting hearts. All need our help.  Displaced… but not Misplaced…     So often similar words can sound alike …

The Color of Homelessness   ADD HOMELESS LADY IN DRY CREEK   Most things in East Africa have a color. Including homelessness. In our part of Uganda, it wears red. Not a bright red. More of a dirty red. I’d call it the color of rust. The average African wears the same basic outfit daily. This is no meant to …

BEING A MEDIATOR Both Sides Now:     elaborate on story of Franklins and Taylors I’ve gotten in lots of trouble in my life trying to mend things between folks. I have a good story about bringing two rural families together at school to end a long-running feud that had started over a deer stand. The children of each family …

Underdogs I’ve not sure I’ve ever seen anything that looked more out of place. As my grandpa said, “It was like a saddle on a pig.” Brand new shiny playground equipment in the midst of a ragtag barren refugee camp. I walked over to a swing set and pushed on it. It was cemented in the ground. Just as I …

Snake Bit!   “At ________ Camp, we are averaging two snake bites per day.  In fact, a sixty year old woman is now fighting for her life as a result of a Puff Adder bite from last night.” –       Medical clinician at refugee camp meeting.   I wonder if that lady survived. I wonder why God allowed the pastor in …