World AIDS Day

Today I co-facilitated a community dialogue with the faith community of Zomba City. We had Catholics, Baptists, Seventh Day Adventists, Muslims, Protestants and several other small denominations all in the same room to discuss the response to the HIV/AIDS epidemic. After introducing them to the concept of a community dialogue, we asked them to share their beliefs with the group related to human rights and HIV prevention, treatment, care & support and impact mitigation.

Allowing them to express their beliefs in an informative way, rather than a preachy way, we were able to go around the room and hear from everyone. With attention paid to the differences, but emphasis placed on the similarities, we were able to come out with an action plan that includes teaching religious tolerance, accepting people living with HIV/AIDS and continuing the dialogue by inviting additional denominations to the discussions. And that was just my morning…

After returning to the office to write some emails and prepare for my sessions with the new volunteers, I was called upon to teach an employee how to properly use a condom. This is not really within my scope of work, however our AIDS Coordinator was still out at her community dialogue session and I learned from my colleague that the gentleman was HIV positive and his wife was not. He came into the main office today, World AIDS Day, because his CD4 count was falling and he was afraid that his wife would become infected. Since his diagnosis nearly three years ago they have been practicing partial abstinence, but his failing health forced him to consider using condoms and to request food supplements from the city to help him recover.

As I taught this young guy how to put on a condom, I was struck by how unfair life can be. Here is a guy younger than I contemplating his actions and his death. I could see it in his eyes. He was scared and I was scared for him. As my colleague translated what I was saying, I had brief moments to reflect on my own life, on my own worries. Me, concerned about finding someone to love, versus him, concerned that his love will die because of him. I am telling you I could see this in his eyes, in how he held himself. It is a moment that I will not forget and one that will serve to humble me.