Completely Broken

After spending a large part of the week-end  crying off and on,  praying and thinking about some things  that have been transpiring here… I am going to attempt to articulate  what’s going on in the hearts of this team. Let me start at the beginning…. As most know our own  International Voice of the Orphan…

This Sunday I Am…

thanking the Lord for the privilege of  turning on my water faucet for a drink or for a shower or to do the dishes or to do laundry…. And I am also repenting for not realizing  I need to do it everyday… This trip my heart has been broken over and over… I don’t think…

Only God Could Do This…

This GO Team trip had something happen  that has left us giggling from the absurdity of it all. The other day we were out in the village ministering  that International Voice of the Orphan  has served. So this particular day we had helped do wash, later playing games, had lunch,  then had a sweet time of sharing…

The Load

The picture above is common in Uganda. Large items balanced on skinny bike tires  that were certainly never meant for carrying  such heavy, bulky and gangly loads.  No doubt, the carrier of the goods must work  tediously to balance  with precision the weight of each load. I have marveled for years at the industrious internal…

Many Hands…

Today we headed  to lend a hand with whatever needed to be done… Auntie Emma visits often and they were  thrilled she had arrived! The second they saw our vehicle they were  jumping up and down. Had I known their response, I would have  tried to video them… They are all lovable little treasures. Their…

Their Voice

After spending the day in the slums serving at  International Voice of the Orphan‘s  Frontlines+ Feeding program,  only one thought echoed from each of the team {shared with tears and much emotion} “We will never, ever be the same again…”  Because beautiful treasures came… to play games…. to relax… to be told how precious they are…