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Shalom Namutere Project in Advocacy- Because there are systemic strongholds.

 Poverty does not happen in isolation. Some of the factors that contribute to poverty are systemic factors. It is easy to respond to the effects of the systemic breakdown, but we must respond to the causes. We do advocacy for the community we serve.



For the last few months we have experienced a breakthrough in some projects we have been pushing. Praise, God we have Water and Electricity. For as long as this community has existed they have had one borehole that serves thousands of people. The community has no electricity for as long as it existed.

After 4 years of lobbying, we finally have electricity and water drilled at the Shalom community center.

Water and electricity are productive resources that the community requires to develop.
Our hope is that this will be an excellent opportunity for the community at large.

Our mission is to Give opportunities to communities for sustainable development towards a fulfilled living" Shalom/ Peace.



Over the years, we have been empowering the community through
1. Women & Youth empowerment
2. Capacity development for community and religious leaders.
3. Education opportunities through "Back to school" and the Shalom care school.
4. Promoting preventive measures for disease through providing Primary health care.
5. Testing and vaccinations.
6. Job creation- various livelihoods uplifted.
7. Advocacy for crucial community issues.


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