It’s the Little Things…

How often do we stop to be thankful for a crayon? For little ones who have nothing, there is an inexplicable joy that overtakes  when given a simple crayon and piece of construction paper. At today at the feeding program we brought pipe cleaners, beads, crayons, paper, and face painting – truly, it’s the little…

From Uganda….

What a joy to be back serving beside our favorite missionary. The team is amazing…only God could have orchestrated and brought together exactly the group of ladies that were needed for this particular time in history! We have laughed together, loved together and cried together – and it’s only the second day! The days are…

The Wee Hour Call…

I woke in the wee hours this morning to the sound  of my cell ringing beside me.   Caller ID said was Dw’s African number. Attempting to shake my groggy stupor and orient myself, I immediately questioned, “Is everything okay?” It was Dw’s voice that I heard on the other end of the line, “I’m so…

Have We Gone Mad?

Know this: What I am about to share is not for the faint of heart, nor is it intended to offend in any way,  but merely my very own   personal thoughts,  challenges  and feelings.   One day Dw and I were out and about driving  the streets of Phoenix for our weekly ‘date’.   Since…

Cruel Reality

This morning we met up with some of  our precious street boys… we were dismayed to find they were barefoot. Two had put them  somewhere they thought would be safe,  but instead they were stolen. Another washed his sneakers off {it had rained and was so muddy} and put them in the sun to dry near…

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…

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…

Gettin’ *It* All Ready…

Remember a few months back? A call was put out to help build an orphanage {click here to read it} for the treasures who are part of IVO’s Frontlines+ feeding  program because one of the little treasures had had his  bandaged finger eaten off by a rat as he slept? After the need was made known, many, many, …

Progress

Two weeks ago I shared a “yukky” story about a little orphan boy whose finger was eaten by a rat as he slept in his orphanage home. I asked for help to build a dorm for these little treasures…. a dorm that would be safe from rats and rodents and even slithery things. A generous…