Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Africa. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Hey Jude...



















Meet Jude.

I met him in the second to last village we went to. We were tired. And hungry. And the things we saw were just plain hard. (I know, woe is me, right??) Then we came to his village, Kabermaido. Anyone (that I know) will tell you that children in Africa are, hands down, the most well-behaved children you will ever see. These were no different. After we got off the bus, they had seats waiting, and the village "director" gave a pretty good speech about what these children need, etc. Then we all introduced ourselves.

Jude sat right in front of me. The whole time, except when he prayed (see above photo), his eyes NEVER left mine. I didn't know what to do. He was older than any child I had connected with on the trip. I waved him over, still unsure what exactly I'd do when he got to me. He stood RIGHT next to me. His tiny leg touching mine.




















So, I did what any momma would do, I lifted him up and sat him on my lap. And he didn't move an inch. When the time came for Amy and I to go back to the bus to get the donations, he stood outside the window of the bus and stared at me. His little eyes never left me.















And they still haven't. I see him everywhere. He comes to me in my sleep. I wonder what he's doing in tiny Kabermaido, Uganda, while my children watch "G-Force" and play in the snow.

I pray that he's provided for. That his belly is full. That he knows love. I miss him, wish to see him again someday.

He'll never leave me.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Isaia,63:9

Aponi kiticanai nges kaiticaniokec kere,














Koyu kes koimalaikaneke,














Abu kolaku kes kotoma aminake ka akeitim da,




















Kodakenenei kibwokenenei da kes aparasia kere nukasonya.



(This is the Ateso translation of Isaiah 63:9...our pastor spoke on it Sunday and it was the verse I needed to speak to the feelings I've had since our return from Uganda...
Isaiah 63:9
In all their affliction He was afflicted,
And the angel of His presence saved them;
In His love and in His mercy He redeemed them,
And He lifted them and carried them all the days of
old.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

I miss the sound of your voice....

Not a day goes by when I don't miss something about Uganda...it hits me in weird ways, not always the same thing...


I miss these huts where my life was changed...

























I miss these tree where villages do community...















I miss the dirt roads of Uganda...and the bumpy bus rides, and talks and tears and laughs....


















I miss these faces!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO full of joy in the middle of desperation that most people can never imagine...


















I miss the sights along the road, as hard as they were to see sometimes....















I haven't blogged much...ok, at all....about my experiences there. They are still a raw wound (in a good way) on my heart. I want to keep these memories just mine for a while...


Monday, September 7, 2009

FYI....

In case you hadn't heard, I am going to AFRICA tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!! With Amy, and Ben and Dan and some other AMAZING people. We are visiting orphanages, carepoints and an AIDS Hospice. I truly covet your prayers while we are gone. Prayers for: our children (I think everyone on this trip has children), their safety while we are gone; for our team to gel and get along, to be able to have a blast and be real amidst what may be very difficult situations; for our flights to be smooth, and us to meet all our connections with time to spare AND to be able to sleep on the flights. But mostly, for God's will to be done in each of us.

Thank you!! Check back for updates.... Love to you all!!

Monday, August 31, 2009

Where have I been????

It's been a month since I've blogged?? Like everyone else in life, I have been super busy. The biggest thing is our upcoming trip to Uganda, Africa, with Children's HopeChest. Dan and I are going with some amazing people; Greg, Vince, Sam, Ben, Amy, John, and a few folks I don't yet know. We leave in EIGHT (8) DAYS. *PAUSE* sorry, had to catch my breath. I look at my to-do list and just.don't.know.how.I'm.going.to.do.it.

So, what else has been happening?? One of my best girlfriends was in town for 10 days and, as is tradition, she, Sarah and I went to The Cheesecake Factory. We get the same thing everytime, but the conversation is anything but routine. These are girls that I can be totally 100% open with. We laugh, we cry, and talk for hours.










On the 12th, my firstborn turned 5!!!!! HOW is this possible??? We had SUCH a fun day. Amy watched Ava and Gaber and Eli and I had a "mommy-Eli" day. We went to Fountain Square, and had lunch at Potbelly. I surprised him by taking him on a Duck Bus tour of the Ohio River and Covington and Downtown Cincinnati. Click on the link...it's really cool. We then went to my in-laws where I fed 20 people dinner after being gone all day. I know...why do I do it????




I just love this boy!!!







After E's party was over, Amy and I were in full-fledge party planning mode for our Uganda Fundraiser for HopeChest. LET me just tell you: we know how to throw a party. :) In my humble opinion, of course. Brandi and Lindsey both flew in from out of town (Orlando and OKC, respectively), and they made the weekend THAT much better. Amy and I had met Bran in Raleigh back in June, but none of us had met Linds. Of course, we all got along famously. I got strep THE DAY BEFORE THE PARTY, but my md was gracious enough to give me drugs that were strong. So, I went to the party as planned. These girls blogged about it so well that I will just direct you to them. But, I will say that we raised $2500 in one night, selling necklaces, aprons and t-shirts. The most amazing thing, however, was connecting with different women from different walks of life. Women who, when I was sharing my heart for widows and orphans and how I ended up on this journey, wept with me. Many women who I never had met, and may never meet again, but I pray walked away impacted, willing to do something. Read what Amy, Brandi, or Lindsey have to say about our amazing weekend. I absolutely LOVE these girls. I am floored that I get to know them and call them friend.










So, that's a little recap. In the next eight days I have laundry/packing/errands/cleaning/loving-on-my-babies/trying to sleep craziness. I am so beyond thrilled to be so close to embarking on this journey. Check back, the journey is just beginning.

Thursday, July 30, 2009

The Hole in Me?

In the spring, I read a sobering, eye-opening book, "The Hole in Our Gospel", by Richard E. Stearns, the president of World Vision. It is about the church's LACK of response to the many crises going on in our backyard and around the world (AIDS, lack of clean water, children starving and dying of preventable disease, etc). The book really rattled my cage and got me to thinking. This summer, a few wonderful people from our church got together and started a six-week class based on the book. There is no doubt a movement happening around poverty, widows and orphans. The response to our class has further proved that. We had 40 come to the first class, and are now up to almost 60 as we approach our final week. I, being a leader, thought I knew what I was in for. I had read the book, the study guide, etc. I was "prepared". Ha. I have been so blown away by the discussions every week. By my group's vulnerability, honesty, and willingness to do SOMETHING.

This past week, "The Hole in Our Church", was, in summary, about the "church's" wealth, but lack of giving to help these world issues. See below:


The total income of American churchgoers is $5.2 trillion. (That’s more than $5,000 billion.) It would

take just a little over 1 percent of the income of American Christians to lift the poorest 1 billion

people out of extreme poverty. Said another way, American Christians, who make up about 5 percent

of the Church worldwide, control about half of global Christian wealth; a lack of money is not our

problem. (The Hole in Our Gospel, p. 216)



This makes me sad. And sick. WHY aren't we giving? WHY aren't we concerned? Is it that easy to look away????


The following passage is what we journaled about:


“When historians look back in 100 years, what will they write about this nation of 340,000 churches?

What will they say of the Church’s response to the great challenges of our time—AIdS, poverty,

hunger, terrorism, war? Will they say that these authentic Christians rose up courageously and

responded to the tide of human suffering, that they rushed to the front lines to comfort the afflicted

and to douse the flames of hatred? Will they write of an unprecedented outpouring of generosity to

meet the urgent needs of the world’s poor? Will they speak of the moral leadership and compelling

vision of our leaders? Will they write that this, the beginning of the 21st century, was the Church’s

finest hour? or will they look back and see a Church too comfortable, insulated from the pain of the

rest of the world, empty of compassion, and devoid of deeds? Will they write about a people who

stood by and watched while 100 million died of AIdS and 50 million children were orphaned, of

Christians who lived in luxury and self-indulgence while millions died for lack of food and water?

Will schoolchildren read in disgust about a Church that had the wealth to build great sanctuaries but

lacked the will to build schools, hospitals, and clinics? In short, will we be remembered as the Church

with a gaping hole in its gospel?”

—rich Stearns


I would now like to share what I journaled. This is personal, and from the heart. I was weeping as I read and contemplated this.

"This quote makes me physically ache. What WILL my grandchildren read in their textbooks? Did we do something? Did we respond to the greatest humanitarian crisis of our time, or did we simply sit back and change the channel, or go to another web page?

The implications of not responding are severe. 50 MILLION children have been orphaned by AIDS so far. And we do nothing? The reality of what will happen is so grim. In Swaziland, 49% of the population is already infected. The whole country may be gone if we continue to do nothing.

If we choose to act, however, the implications are also sever. We may forever change the course of how "Christians" do things. Perhaps it will no longer be acceptable to spend millions on a new building campaign. Perhaps we will "live to the median" (Francis Chan), to be able to give more away. Perhaps we will more closely resemble the Acts 2 church, providing for eachother in times of want and of plenty. If we choose to change, to go down that road, there is no turning back. I simply don't, any longer, want to be a part of a churh that ignores the obvious. For the sake of 50 MILLION children. For the sake of my children. We have ALL the resources. We have the example, the template. And most importantly, we know the need. If your/my own children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, neighbors, were starving/sick/hurt/abandoned/orphaned you WOULD NOT sit idly by, waiting for someone else to deal with it. We are so far past the point where we can "shoo" this awaay and wait for someone else to deal with it. We need to have the mindset that there is no one else. That the time is now. No, the time was yesterday, last year, five years ago. But that is gone and all we have is now. What will I do?"


Monday, June 15, 2009

cute...

As most of you know (and if you don't, sorry, now you do), Dan and I, and our GREAT friends the Savage's are going to Uganda in September with Childrens HopeChest. I am trying to prepare the kids as much as possible for the fact that we are going to be gone for 10 days, etc etc. So, needless to say, we talk about Africa and Uganda ALL the time. Eli and Ava can even find it on the globe.

So, yesterday we were just talking and Eli said (no idea what or what brought it up) "Mommy, I don't want to have another baby in our family." Me: "Ok, Eli. But, how would you feel about adopting a baby from Uganda. One that doesn't have a mommy or daddy and needs love and a home." Eli ponders this for a while. Ava, meanwhile, says: "OH YES Mommy!!! I want to do that!! Will you PLEASE bring me one home with you???" :) Is she a girl after my own heart or what??? If only it were that easy, Sweetheart.

Monday, June 1, 2009

Feed The Forgotten

For $0.14, you can feed someone in Uganda a meal of posho and beans. (posho is cornmeal, which is filling and beans are protein). There is an urgent need there. People--adults and children, are starving to death EVERY DAY. Take in for a moment. . .

$0.14 a meal

$2.86 for 20 days

$1 per FAMILY

$20 feed a family for 20 days.

I spent $11 on lunch yesterday. How much did you spend? How much is your grocery budget every week, every month?

Join Children's HopeChest to FEED THE FORGOTTEN!!! (CLICK HERE TO GIVE NOW) (note: please write FEED THE FORGOTTEN in the notes section)

Look at this face and search your soul...these kids are starving to death.





Will you help? Even with paypal fees (2-3%) even $1 will feed 6 people! You CAN make a difference.

Spread the word, blog about it, facebook it, twitter it, ask your church or school or business to give, post the blog badge anything. Truly, we are begging you. . .on behalf of these children not to forget this post. Stop, pray, act.
GIVE TO FEED THE FORGOTTEN CHILDREN!!!!!

(note: please write FEED THE FORGOTTEN in the notes section when you give)