We return to red Ugandan soil in approximately three days.
How did 6 months suddenly turn into three days? There is life, procrastination, too much rumination and half-finished posts. There’s been too much inward reflection and not enough sounding of the trumpet, truthfully. I’ve had plenty of time to pray over this trip, our goals and our objectives, the children, and lots of asking God to do big things. You see, three years ago, God did something really, really big, but He is not one to be outdone, not even by himself, so there will be something to blow things out of the water–or maybe it will just be the fact that they have water now pumped from a well on their own property. Water that they didn’t have to hike and bike miles for and sparingly use as they boil the posho for the kid’s daily meal.
I’ve been reflecting on water here lately, on the cessation of water, particularly–a wall of water, at exactly the right time and in exactly the right place, beginning in Exodus 14. A place of desperation and panic and thoughts of “Oh God, what are you doing right now?!” turn into, “Whoa, God, what are you doing right now?” These frightening initial questions end with a song of victory in the next chapter. And as we see in so much of our lives, these miracles don’t always happen overnight–sometimes they do, but much of the time it takes struggle, persistent prayer, trial. And it made me think about how much time God took preparing Moses in the desert–forty years to be exact–forty years to become a leader, to lead sheep who are not too far off from our stubborn personalities. But through this toil and yielding and belief came this beautiful song of praise and adoration for a God who sees all, knows all…
In your unfailing love you will lead the people you have redeemed. In your strength you will guide them to your holy dwelling.
Which made me think of the work in Adacar. This will be our fourth time there as a community. And one of the things that God has been impressing upon my heart is the urgency of investment.
Here is a community that has been ripped apart by disease, infighting, AIDS, a community that truly reflects the national average of 50% of a population age 15 and under. This is a community ripe for discipleship, for guidance for leadership.
You see God is raising up leaders, young adults by the name of
These children have been aptly, if not prophetically named because of the potential that lies within their hearts, but their hearts cannot be strengthened unless their bodies are strengthened first, through nutrition. Their minds cannot be sharp and discerning unless they receive the education they need. Their souls cannot be brave and know the love a Father who loves them unconditionally and orders their every step unless they receive discipleship.
How do you raise a generation of children with hearts turned toward their Creator?
You pour into them.
And that is what we’ve been doing in Adacar for the last four years, we have been visiting, taking pictures, playing games, telling stories, sharing hugs, sharing food, writing letters, talking with community leaders. With any relationship, it takes time but it is worth it, we don’t ask for anything in return, but we know that there is a return when my sponsor child speaks a blessing over my life, or shares about a Bible lesson he has learned at the CarePoint in one of his letters. My chest gets that melty, pangy feeling like God is moving and he is working and he is working out both our salvation, because He Is.
I read a beautiful post over here not too long ago by Seth Barnes as he talked about the importance of sponsorship, one worth sharing again and again.
Will you pray for us as we continue to speak life into these young people and make an investment with unbelievable return?
To learn more about child sponsorship, particularly with Children’s HopeChest, hop on over here.