Today, we - Katie, Anna, Mavis and I (Bill) - conclude our visit to Uganda and Hank asked me to share a reflective blog on our learning in this community. To do so comprehensively, would lead to a lengthy response so I will simply share the primary lesson that God taught me.
On January 11th, 2011, I began a discipleship journey with Hank. Going into that experience, I have now come to learn that I was never discipled nor had I effectively discipled another empowered by the God's Spirit. Hank blessed me by allowing me to learn alongside him and now today – 865 days later (which includes the last 11 days we have spent in Uganda) – the primary lesson I have taken away from our experience is that HANK HAS DISCIPLED ME :)
A disciple is a “learner of Him” and I have learned more about Jesus from Hank that I have learned from any other man. At times, the lessons have been painful and at times the lessons have been joy-filled and yet because Hank was willing to “do life” with me both of us have grown physically, intellectually and spiritually.
In these past 11 days, I could not begin to count the number of times I have witnessed Hank pour out God's love to these precious children and staff of the
Adonai Centre. Also, I have observed his willingness to receive their love. I have heard Hank share his testimony with others and have observed how God has used his past to bless others in the present and I am confident into the future.
For years, I have sought a mentor and now I have simply come to appreciate that a mentor was not what I needed. I needed to follow Christ's commission to “go and make disciples” and by doing so, I got discipled by Hank in the process. Mukama Yabazebwa – Praise be to God !
I leave you with these two questions....1) who is discipling you?; 2) who are you discipling?
To many of the young children at the Adonai Centre I am Jajja (Grandma). Having been invited to teach several kindergarden classroom this opportunity enables me to this the “happiest days” since retiring from teaching fifteen years ago. As a thanks offering to God for his providential care and also to the loving people of Uganda for their loving acceptance, I wanted to sponsor a child. My desire was to be two fold, first the candidate was to be an older child. Older children are often over looked in favor of younger children. Second, I wanted some who had been waiting the longest for an sponsorship. As a young child I attended a one room school. Painfully I was always the last child to be chosen for team activities, and often was ctotally rejected from the activity. Meeting Jude was love at first sight. Streams of tears washed over my soul as I held this precious boy in my arms and cried for joy. Judes name sake in the new testimate writes, “Relax, everything is coming together, open your heart love is on the way.”
Here in Uganda, I have been blessed with countless opportunities and showered with many new perspectives that have helped me gain a sense of clarity in regards to the what it means to be a part of the body of Christ. This is partially due to the abandonment of unnecessary distractions of my American lifestyle but mostly thanks to the interactions I have encountered with a few of my relatives here in Africa.
I have often been told that the body of Christ is the entire collection of those that truly believe in God the Father and accept Jesus as their one true Savior. I still hold this to be true, but I believe that no one should be satisfied with that being the only criteria necessary to know about being in a member of this divine congregation. So, we should define the body Christ not only by what it IS, but also by what it DOES. The body surely contains many talents and abilities bestowed by God along with the blood of Christ, the knowledge of the Word, and the strength of the Holy Spirit. In the acknowledgment of this magnificent collection of people, the importance of what this unit is capable of and what responsibilities accompany such a being must be mentioned as well. Honestly, the capability of this body is unimaginable to the human mind and the responsibilities that accompany such potential is to strengthen itself through the use of all of its members and to use all its strength in working towards the glory of God, in all that it does.
Many times in the setting that I have been taught the responsibility of being a member of the body, the importance of putting it into action is mentioned but the sense of that conviction normally only stays within the environment in which it was being preached. This is an unfortunate because when the world most needs the body of Christ to lend a helping hand it is too busy shaking hands at a building known as a church. Though having fellowship with one another within a church is good, when that is the only place that the members of the body of Christ function, the purpose of living is very much lost.
Fortunately, this loss of purpose in life is an easy fix, my fellow brothers and sister in Christ; all we must do is take what we know to be true about how we are to treat one another, put it into action and extend that action to those outside of the physical Church of Christ, so that all may know Christ and His love for them. This was a lesson I have been told countless times in America but it wasn't until my arrival at Adonai, an elementary school here in Uganda that I felt the impact of how effective that command can be when put into practice.
The second our car pulled into the driveway of Adonai, the love of God was extremely evident to me and the rest of the team I came with. The children greeted us with such beautiful smiles, reaching arms, and loving hearts, and have continued to show that love throughout our stay. I have known Christ my whole life but I can honestly stay that aside from God himself, I have never experienced His unceasing and unconditional love the way I have within these past few days with these children. I can not express the effect that that it has had on me, my faith, and my outlook on life. I can assure you however, that this is an experience that must be shared with the world. By that I don't mean that you must come to Uganda and meet these children yourself (though you would not regret it), I am saying that everyone should try and strive to implement God's love in such a way that they have so that people can come to know the true love of Christ.
“Where a man's treasure is there his heart is also” — Matthew 6:21
Arriving at Adonai school during our first full day of life in Uganda, we were welcomed with a wonderful greeting from the students. It involved singing, throwing confetti, tribal dancing and even comedy acts. These things impressed us greatly and we felt more than welcomed to be in the students's lives. At the end of the day, however, when I was asked to reflect on the day that we had just experienced, it was not the wonderful welcome that stuck out in my mind the most but instead the love that the children poured out to all of us.
This love, which is relevant in everyone that we come into contact with here through their hugs, kisses, and smiles, is extremely pure and clearly a work of the Holy Spirit. It is this love that pours through the community that so vividly shapes the Adonai School and it is this love that the people of Uganda hold as their dearest treasure.
It is easy to see than that people we have met here have their hearts set on loving everyone that they come into contact with. Seeing that this is their treasure makes me think about what my treasure is. I pray that through the rest of my time here in Uganda God continues to show me where my heart should go through the people He has put in my life.
For the last two months we having been planning for our friends to visit from America. At last they have arrived! Bill, Mavis Katie and Anna are working alongside us for the next 11 days.
The adonai centre welcomed them with dance, singing and a comedy skit preformed by the beautiful adonai childrren.
During the next 11 days the team will each posting a blog giving a fresh perspective of God's restorative work in Uganda. Stay tuned........
This past weekend I was blessed with the opportunity to give my testimony to three seperate churches and what a blessing it was. Here's how God worked in each of the church services.
Friday night Shane and I were scheduled to speak at a church in a community called Nateete. I was to give my testimony and Shane a lesson on worship. Aloysious asked me prior to this if I would speak about the war also. I hesitated because I have kept this part of my story to myself for 8 years. After giving my testimony the audience rose to their feet and applauded (for God's glory of course). I looked over at Shane as he was crying (tears of joy of course). We were scheduled to be there another hour or so for Shane to speak but the pastors and Shane decided that the Holy Spirit wanted everyone to reflect on God's glory in my life. What a blessing it was to me to become vulnerable in front of so many strangers.
Then today I spoke to two churches. After the first service, a few people stood up and thanked me for sharing such a powerful testimony. I spoke about how not too long before I came to know Christ, I was completley alone and felt unloved. I talked about how even though I had a tough exterior, deep inside I yerned for love. But not to be loved for who I was when I was in public. I wanted to be loved for me, the person no one got to see. I shared that I know now that Christ loved me for who I was all along. One guy stood up and told me that he has been in this same place for a very long, feeling alone and unloved. He stated, "Your testimony has given me a glimpse of hope." Mukama Yebazebwa (praise be to God).
We had to rush to the second service today to make it in time (only an hour late, which is good for Africa time). We arrived and I proceeded with my testimony once again. After the service, another pastor visiting the church asked if I could come share my testimony with his church also. Aloysious mentioned that we were meeting with his leaders and I could share then. He said, "Great, but I would also like my congregation to hear".
Wow, why was I scared again?
I share this, not to get any credit but to show that If God can use a stone like me, then God can use You! Mukama Yebazebwa!
This story starts with a three year old girl named Lilian. Lilian was brought to the Adonai Centre by her mother because the father just died from AIDS and the mother also was dying from AIDS. Soon after, the mother passed from this awful disease.
After a period of time, Aloysious and his team discovered Lilian's grandparents. But when they took Lilian to the grandparents to see if they would care for her, they refused to accept that the girl was their granddaughter.
For the last ten years Lilian had been at the Adonai Centre and now she will soon be in secondary school. Before Aloysious could continue to be her guardian while in secondary school, he would first need to meet the family again and have them sign papers so he could legally adopt her.
So me, Shane, Aloysious, Abby, Gideon and Lilian loaded up the truck and headed an hour plus to the grandparents' house. We had reservations about the visit, due to how they reacted before. But we trusted in God and continued forth. I looked over at Lilian in the car and she seemed so confused. I can't imagine what this young girl was feeling.
What happened next was a surprise to all of us! We get to the house and the grandparents welcome us into the house. They then prepare a feast for us to eat, Amina (Amen)! Over the next couple of hours, more and more family showed up to greet this young girl and to welcome her into the family.
The family was full of smiles. It was beautiful! They went around taking turns expressing their feelings to Lilian and us. They finished with welcoming her into the family and giving her a family name.
Wow, God is the ultimate restorer!
Lately I've been doing hospital visits with two boys named Emma and Ronald. Ronald is on the left in both pictures. Emma is on the right and I will share a story about him later.
Today I was blessed to spend the whole day at the hospital with my little brother Ronald. He is approx. 11 years old and he was recently diagnosed with HIV and TB (this is a bad combination). While at the hospital we drank soda pop, played with toy cars and laughed our butts off.
We were waiting to be seen for many hours and apparently the caffeine wore off because he got tired and laid down to rest on my lap. As I stared down at him I began wondering if he knows what's going on with his health and decided I'd ask him. "Ronald do you know what is happening inside you"? He replied with a simple, "Yes, I am so sick"!
I often find myself at a loss for words since being herein Uganda. This was one of those moments where I teared up and held him a little closer, not knowing the words to say. Keep us in your prayers and especially my little all-star brother Ronald!
We stay in a former community hall with one very large room and two other rooms about the size of typical American bedrooms. Initially we had no power or lights (except a gas lamp), because the solar system had been damaged by lighting. But the first week I restored the lights, and the wall outlets the following week. (But plug in only one laptop!)
Next, we fill our basins with rainwater captured from the roof, grab our soap, sponges and towels, and head for the bathing stalls. At least we have enough water to bathe regularly!
You quickly miss the convenience of American living!
This evening Aloysious, Shane, myself and 7 other leaders from the leadership team here in Uganda were invited to a family's house in the community for prayer and fellowship. We were quite excited at this opportunity.
Prayer and fellowship are common amongst the Christians here in Uganda. But this particular family of four, father mother and two sons are lifelong Muslims. The father of the household is the chairman of the village and the imam (pastor) of the local mosque. Which makes it even more complicated for him and his family to consider converting to Christianity.
As we pulled up to the Islam home I started to get a bit nervous as Aloysious was explaining there had been some witch craft in this family, which they believe led to them losing their first born and many other difficulties. Wow, I've read about situations like this, but now I was here to experience first hand. I said a quick prayer while walking up to the house.
The family greeted us at the door and we each found a seat in the small room. Everyone was introduced to the family. Aloysious then opened up the bible and began reading from John chapter 8. He was reading in Lugandan so Shane and I were not able to understand. But we were following in our English bibles. After the reading he spoke for a few minutes and then everyone started singing Lugandan worship songs.
One of our team members took us from song to prayer. Everyone in the room praying for this family. I looked up to see the man a bit unsure of what was going on or what to do. I simply gave him a smile, he smiled back and bowed his head.
Everyone's prayers slowly started to fade off and Aloysious sang a few words. I could only catch one of the words "Mukama" which means lord.
The evening ended with Shane explaining how we express our connection to God a little different, but we are each connected through Christ. They were able to see this during our prayers, some were quite loud and energetic but others like myself were quiet and meditative. He then asked them (Aloysious interpreting) if we were able to help them connect to God through Christ by being here tonight. The family then explained that it was exactly the reason they invited us and requested for us to continue visiting.
On our drive home Aloysious explained how the man said he is ready to give his life to Christ but since he is the chairman of the village and the imam (pastor) of the mosque it comes with much consequence for him and his family.
Please be in prayer for this family during this decision they are making. Pray that the Christian community will be beside them when the Muslim community turns their back and/or makes their life complicated.
For accountability to our supporters, we keep track of all our expenses. Last week, I noticed my records didn't add up. I suspected one of the Luswata kids might have swiped some of our shillings. To test this theory, I showed Hank that I was putting 20,000 shillings (less than $8 USD) in a money pouch on top my pillow (usually kept under my pillow).
When we returned home from the Adonai Centre, the money was gone and the pouch crawled back to its usual place under my pillow. Also missing were small things such as my flashlight and soap, and Hank's lifetime supply of hemorrhoid cream. Now we were sure someone was stealing and it couldn't have been the kids, so we let Aloysious know.
The Luswata family has lived at this location for only a few weeks. Now Aloysious realized that his camera, other items, and some money which had disappeared during this time were also stolen. We lock the house while we're gone, so the only possible suspects were the landlord, one of her housemates, and Cat-woman.
After programming my phone to take snapshots at 5-second intervals, I hid it in a box of recycle-worthy books and directed it at the main entrance. We took everything else of worth out of the house and left for the day. We're gonna nab this thief!
A few hours later, in the heat of the day, Hank and I trekked an hour back home to retrieve our footage. We arrived sunburned and thirsty to discover that Hank's chocolate milk we planned to drink was gone. We didn't think anything could be worse until we noticed the spying phone was also gone!
They hit the jackpot with my phone and didn't even know it. It is worth more than everything else they had taken combined (except maybe the chocolate milk). And on it was the only evidence!
Hank and I were so upset about my phone we momentarily forgot how dangerous the situation actually was. We immediately went next door to confront the neighboring landlord's household. We told them we knew one of them had been stealing. Hank had the brilliant idea of stating that one of our
spy-cameras was taken. “Fortunately, the others weren't taken,” he said. We would give them 15 minutes to spread the word. “If the phone is returned before then,” we said, “we won't press charges against the guilty person.” Otherwise, we would take our imaginary remaining spy-camera footage to the authorities. I reinforced the lie by asking if anyone had a laptop we could use to review the footage from the “other cameras”.
A few minutes later, the landlord's son came into our home and drew to our attention a green plastic bag on the table among piles of other random things. He asked if we had checked that bag. Hank replied that he had not, because: 1)We left the phone in the box of books. 2)The bag was not there only moments before. The man was returning the phone while attempting to make it appear we had misplaced it all along. Cat-woman, you're off the hook.
I hope you haven't missed the irony here. We convinced a thief to return the only evidence of his crimes. We praised God for what was obviously his intervention. Mukama yebazibwe! (Praise God!)
After reviewing the footage on the phone, we confirmed that the landlord's son who returned the phone had stolen it. He found the phone the third time he dug through the old books to add to his pilferage.
Later that day, Aloysious, Hank and I confronted him about the footage we had (which he still believes is from multiple cameras) and convinced him to return a number of other stolen goods, including a nice digital camera with Luswata family photos which was stolen before Hank and I arrived, my flashlight and bar of soap, some baby food, and even a half-used jar of peanut butter. He also returned 70,000 shillings. Still missing is the equivalent of a couple hundred dollars of Aloysious's money, and Hank's chocolate milk of inestimable worth. We've requested he returns any items still in his possession and reimburses Aloysious for everything else. It's been a couple days, so unfortunately police involvement may still be necessary.
Here's how you can pray. We'd like to write a follow-up to this post about how we have befriended this man and helped lead him to Christ. He has already thanked me for handling the situation diplomatically and for being careful not to embarrass him in front of his children. Also, pray that the cash be returned. And Mukama yebazibwe for our safety.
Last Friday we were invited to join the Adonai center in their annual sports competition. We and the Adonai staff competed against the staff from a sister school in both volleyball and futball (soccer for those of you who are picturing us in helmets and pads)! We were quite confident in our volleyball skills as we both had played often in the old 20's 30's group as well as the church league. As we approached the volleyball court I decided to get the 100+ children to began chanting. Apparently I'm quite the hype man! Because for the next 4 hours the children chanted. We won all 3 volleyball games without a whole lot of pressure from the other team. As the 3rd and final game ended the children rushed the court yelling our names and cheering. We were surrounded with hugs and high fives as if we just won the superbowl. We were then given a hand full of powder sugar as a reward for winning. After a short celebration we headed for the futball field. With a face full of sugar we marched through the village chanting and celebrating. I'm sure it's no surprise that we were the worse futbol players on the field. Shane substituted out about halfway through. Even though I stayed in the whole game, I only touched the ball about three times, one being a penalty (hand ball). I ran back and forth for 90 minutes without much contribution to the team, as if i was running suicide drills. But I gave all I had. I was sure that our athlete status was crushed after this performance. After losing the game by 2 points the children rushed the field again as if we had won futbol too. I was surprised as they cheered our names and began thanking us for playing our best. In fact we celebrated harder than the winning team. I don't think it would have looked different had we won. And of course next came the sugar!
Last night I slept awfully. The hole in my mosquito net made a welcome window for the mosquitos. I spent a portion of the evening killing them off. I woke up sticky from sweat and with a sore back from the thin piece of cushion we sleep on. My mind quickly fades to the comforts of America. I begin thinking of the smell of coffee brewing in the morning and a hot shower to start the day.
My perspective quickly changes after I awaken and walk out to see my buddy, Simon, staring up at me with a big smile! I am then reminded of why I'm here and what's important in life.
Simon is one of the kids who has stolen my heart the most. He is 6 years old and weighs about 20lbs. Before Adonai took him in, him he was malnourished due to neglect from his mother, who is what they call here "a street girl". His father abandoned him before birth. He is fighting through TB and a few other medical issues.
Simon has two different moods he goes to. One he sits in a chair and stares deep into space, completely motionless. You can hardly get eye contact from him during these moments. Then there is the Simon who is full of life -- who smiles from ear to ear and runs and plays with the other children. This is the Simon I woke up to see today.
Today, I thank God for the smile from Simon. The smile that no comforts of America compare to.
We are now 12 days into this adventure God has us on. We are growing in relationship with the locals and slowly learning everyone's names. They've given me a Ugandian name, "Semikula". The children chant it often and yesterday, while walking to the school, a parent yelled from her home at a distance,"Good morning, Semikula!"
We have also begun several projects at the Adonai Centre. I am teaching English and physical education two days a week. I've trained the staff to use the water purification kit and many have caught on well. No more boiling water for our brothers and sisters here in Uganda! Me and a local man named Bernard have begun a watertower project, which Shane drew the plans for. Constructing the tower Uganda style is very different than how we do in America. I trust I'll come home very strong!
I just wanted to share about our daily work before we begin to share some blogs about how God is working in our lives personally and collectively.
We've arrived safely at our destination of Namugoga, Uganda!
After nearly 30 hours of road and air, we were are glad to be settled. Upon arrival to the Adoni Centre we were greeted by the children with costumed dance and a comedy show. The signs they held said, "You are welcome here at Adonai", "You are welcome Shan", and "You are welcome Hunk". We're not sure why they called Hank "Shan". It was the warmest welcome imaginable.
After the show we spent several hours getting to know the children before we finished up with a big dinner prepared by our own site cook. We're not staying in a tent after all. Instead, we are staying with the Luswata family in their temporary home in some sort of commercial building. It has one large, open room in which their two boys stay, which is connected by an opening to Aloysious, Abby and their daughter's room. Hank and I share the remaining room complete with mosquito nets.
We have no running water or electricity, so it's outhouse sponge baths and “squatties” for us. We can tell that it's going to be a hard three months, but the love of the people here will make it all worth it. God is good.
Hank & Shane
Saturday, March 30th, 4-7pm is a going-away party for Hank Boehme and Shane Reichart! But, since it's at Jackson Avenue Coffee, it's also a public event, so feel free to invite friends that may not even know us.
Throughout the event there will be live music performed by Shane Reichart and friends. Probably some really dumb jokes too.
There will be cake. (No lie!)
U-Ganda make it! AHHH HAAA HAAA! So funny.
Hank and I have been very busy getting things finalized for the trip, which is now at the end of this month!
We got our vaccinations, passports, travel insurance and plane tickets! We altered our travel dates because the new dates save us nearly $600. Now, we'll launch on March 31st and land home June 30th.
We still need financial support so we have enough to cover our expenses while there for three months each. If you haven't donated yet, please consider it.
Next Thursday we're heading to Underwood, IN to get trained on the installation of the chlorination water purification systems to be installed in Uganda. Pray we catch on quickly.
Also, Aloysious has recovered from malaria and is back to ministry. God is good!
Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is Gods will for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
Aloysious has maleria and is recovering well. Pray that his health is restored in order to fully serve Gods children.
In exactly two months Shane and I will be traveling to Uganda to work alongside Alyoysious and his wife Abby.
Yesterday, Aloysious sent me this email and I asked permission to share a part of it with you all…
Last month, a stressed and depressed young man came to me and asked me to be his "father" mentor. This man was rejected by his parents, decided to go with a woman who robbed him, cheated on him and disappointed him greatly. Finally, he ended up in our Church. Even the first time meeting him my heart liked the man, but we didn't talk much. He continued coming and attended all our church programs. Finally he wrote me a letter asking me to allow him in my heart! Before my acceptance I had to hear from Abby whether she is ready to accept him too. After few a weeks she felt ready to accept him.
Now he's a son we are raising. Pray with us so that he may restored. He has also joined my discipleship class.
WOW… I don't know about you but I am BLOWN AWAY at the concept of allowing someone in my heart :)
Praise be to God when walls come down and masks come off and we allow others in our hearts!
During my prepartion for my mission to Uganda I had the opportunity to walk alongside ten students from Concordia University Chicago to explore the assests of Coles County. Below are the articles that the students and I authored to describe to the community what we learned during our time together.
View the articles online: The Visible College Articles
I wanted to let you know about a missions opportunity that my friend Brandon Hatfield has right now. This March, 9-16th, God has opened up a door for him to take a mission trip to Guatemala and Honduras with his dad. They will be doing some construction work, and connecting with church leaders in both countries, with a mission organization called Disciple Makers Inc.
Disciple Makers is a church planting organization started by a family friend of the Hatfields, and they are are planting churches in multiple nations around the world, training native individuals to minister to the people there.
He truly believes this is a open door for him to serve with his dad, and have an opportunity for them to both grow closer to the Lord. The cost of the trip is $1,500.00. Brandon has already paid a down payment of $200, and Salisbury missions team has graciously provided another $200.
However, he is still in need of $1,100.00 very soon. If anyone would feel led to help support him, either financially or with prayer, He would be so grateful for that. If you would be interested, please contact Brandon Hatfield, (217) 508-9224 or email@example.com.
Thank you for your support and love.
We have accomplished many of the preliminary steps in preparation for our trip. First of all, we created this blog! It will be a useful tool in keeping our friends and family informed about the progress toward our trip and updates while we're in Uganda. Sign up so you can comment!
We met with the Mission Board at Salisbury Church to share with them our plan to go. They had lots of good questions and were very encouraging. We also got some amazing cookies.
As of today, Good Measure has agreed to manage our bookkeeping so we have a reputable organization to receive donations on our behalf. This helps us stay accountable!
The GlobeMed chapter at Northwestern University will partner with us to provide potable water to the Adonai Centre. They will raise the funds for a couple water purification systems from New Life International, which we will be taking with us to set up.
The building project at the Adonai Centre is on schedule. By the time we arrive, it should be at a point where I can oversee the installation of solarization and electric systems. I'm doing as much research as I can about the options and availability of supplies when we arrive.
And Hank has fininshed his support letter. The pieces are starting to come together...
Looking back, its crazy seeing the series of events God has put in place leading me to the Mission field of Africa. It all starts with building relationships. In January, I had the opportunity to connect with eleven students from Concordia University Chicago. They were a part of a service-learning course (Cultivating Wellness Through Service Leadership), which was facilitated by a personal friend and mentor Bill Duey. That weeklong class was powerful because I experienced genuine community and the body of Christ working together to build up His Kingdom. That community came back in June to work beside the city of Mattoon during a Feed My Starving Children mobile packing site. During the packing sessions we packed 108,000 meals; that’s enough food to feed 200+ kids everyday for a year. It was awesome to see the body of Christ in action.
Little did I know that during the event I would connect with someone who would play a huge part in my future ministry. During that time Bill Duey was hosting a pastor from Uganda. His name was Aloysious Luswata and he was visiting America for prayer, financial and volunteer support. Running an orphanage out of his home, his ministry is based off a calling he felt from Psalm 68, which is to become a father to the fatherless. One night we all gathered to hear his testimony, and I heard him explain that even in the midst of immense suffering God was using all things for His glory. That was the moment I felt an initial call to serve and walk along side him in any way possible, even if it meant going to Africa.
Over the course of the event, Aloysious and I were able to connect in multiple ways. At one point I was even doing a photo shoot with him in a hairnet an me in my onsie pajamas! That week I realized I desired to continue my relationship with my brother in Christ on the other side of the world. At the end of the month he left America to continue his ministry at the orphanage in Uganda. Since then he has expressed the need for volunteers to come and help with building projects to better serve the members of his community. After prayerfully considering, I felt God calling me to serve in Uganda under Aloysious’s leadership.
Shane and I are planning on going to Africa in April 2013. Some of the main building projects will include an orphanage and a visitor house for future mission trips. During this time we will be walking along side a group of young men, encouraging and developing each other to be future leaders. We are minimally committed to three months in Uganda, but I am willing to serve there up to a year if that is the Lord’s will. Who knows, maybe I could end up living there someday!