Monday, July 21, 2014
Friday, July 4, 2014
It's been three years and it seems like I'm meeting him for the first time. We hugged and I showed him the picture album I had prepared and he signed his way through it. My team member, Maddie knows sign language. The three of us sat down together and he read my letter. Word by word, sentence by sentence he signed his thoughts as he read.
You are a strong woman for traveling all this way.
You are a great mom.
I've missed you and couldn't wait to see you.
I love my school and even though it is a deaf school it is a normal school.
You are like a mother to me.
And as we sat under the spreading tree out of the sun I cried and cried and cried.
This boy has my heart.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Spent all day traveling to Soroti giving us an expansive view of lush green countryside outside the window. This was our chance to catch up on some sleep and for newcomers to adjust.
We arrived on Soroti around 7 last night at a new team house.
Above is our African sunset.
Sunday, June 29, 2014
We arrived in the Entebbe Airport late last night and settled into our hotel. Joseph Olutu was here to greet us. We ate a full meal around midnight.
According to Joseph the are 15 Carpoints now in Uganda.
It is indescribably good to be back.
God has been impressing these verses the last few days:
Romans 8:15, 16: For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, "Abba, Father." The Spirit half testifies with our spirit that we are Gods children. Now if we are children, then we are heirs, heirs of God...
Thursday, June 26, 2014
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.
Tuesday, June 17, 2014
I was in the bathroom this morning getting ready for work. Little A had just received this awesome birthday gift in the mail yesterday and had been busy playing with her when I heard a little knock on the bathroom door.
Her: Look what I made!
Me: Oh cool. What is that?
Her: It's Elsa's book!
Me (thinking): Neat. Why does that title sound so familiar?
Her: Look! It's your book!
Sure enough Elsa of Erendelle was enjoying the same Richard Foster title I had been reading at the beach a few days ago. Do our kids really watch us that closely? Yep, they sure do.