Bishop Francis Loyo from the Diocese of Rokon, South Sudan shares his personal journey through hardships of civil war in Sudan, reunification with his family after six years and strength of his personal faith and service which got him elected as a bishop even without knowing it.

I was born premature, weak and almost dying. My mother was ill and without milk. This was the beginning of my journey to life. I was breast fed by different mothers in the village and so I believed I am their son.

After one year my father died leaving me in the care of my mother and my elder sister. Six years later my mother also passed away.

When my mother was dying she spoke to my sister who has just got married telling her: ‘Take him and care for him as your eldest child’.

I became elder sister’s first child and she took me to the village school. I was keen to learn and listened carefully since I knew my parents were not there anymore.

I did not have much demands I only relied on good will mothers and fathers who were kind to me.

What helped me was the African philosophy by Dr John Mbiti: "I am because we are and, since we are, therefore I am." We share and we are concerned for one another in times of hardships and happiness.

‘I began learning and working hard’

My elder brother was involved in the second liberation of South Sudan. He took me to a church mission school in Juba. I went to the middle school in Juba and was cared for by uncles while my eldest brother went to fight in the bush.

My mother's words still spoke to me as she used to take me to the Church. I remembered God is the only one and Christ is the saviour to us all and particularly to me as a person.

I enrolled in a British Tutorial College and did a correspondence [distance learning] course; I was awarded a Diploma in English and became a teacher in a secondary school.

In 1985 I was detained for 7 months without a charge and kept by the security forces as being a supporter of the Liberation movement. Later on I was released after the overthrow of the Sudanese president. I was given an amnesty and went back to teach.

After my release I received a letter from our Episcopal Church office that I won a scholarship for further studies at the Trinity College in Ghana.

I had already six children with my lovely wife Linda Loyo. I resigned from teaching and left for Ghana in 1986. I went with the civil war ongoing. My wife told me that God would care for them even if I was absent.

‘We all burst into tears and thanked God’

The six years of separation with my wife was not easy. I passed exams with the support from God himself because my mind was divided as I missed my young children.

My wife suffered running away from the enemies, facing hunger and lack of clean water and hiding in the bushes because of the war. I had lost contact with my family, and did not know their whereabouts.

“What a terrible calling of God? Why? What have I done? I thought I have escaped my challenges during my childhood but they were still following me”, I would often say to myself.

My prayer kept me alive and strong. If God has indeed called me, he should use me to the maximum and show me the right path.

In 1990 I won a scholarship again from the Christian Council of Ghana to go to Nairobi, Kenya for another three years. This time I decided to venture through Uganda and the South Sudan border where I had to pass the rebel controlled area to try to find my family.

When I entered the South Sudan territory I was met by the Sudan’s People Liberation Army/Movement and they thought I might have come to join them. I told them that I was here looking for my wife and children whom I left in Rokon.

They supported me by sending eight soldiers to go and search for my family. They reached the Rokon area and found my wife Linda and the children safe but in difficulty.

The soldiers brought them walking for 21 days to reach the border of Uganda where I met them. We all burst in tears and thanked God for His mercy and His kindness. We will always serve our God wherever He my want us to.

‘Am I the right person to lead as I am still on a long journey?’

I do not think that we have the straight answers, but God Himself knew exactly what to do with us.

After my theological training in 1993 I decided to go to the war torn areas around Rokon which was occupied by the Islamic forces of the north Sudan government

I worked with NGOs to help me to travel to the areas where most population were displaced and ran into the bushes. It was not easy going without food, water and shelter and the risk of meeting the Sudanese army.

The first time I reached Rokon area, I was in tears but not hungry. People lived as animals - no food or soap, no clothes or blankets, even no tools for cultivation. I decided to return to Nairobi and look for any organization that could support me with the items people needed.

The diocese was declared vacant because my bishop passed away in Juba in 1994, then I was made a deacon and later a priest. After six months I was elected as a bishop in a different cathedral Church in the Diocese of Maridi, Western Equatoria state.

I was in Kenya when I was elected and many people did not know me. I was not aware that I would become one of the bishops. I was not sure whether know whether I was the right person to lead as I was still on a long journey.

It is important that we can learn to be the disciples of Christ in the difficult times. Out of our hardship we bear fruits of Christ and peace to the people we serve. Humility must cover us wherever the challenges may be.