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Africa

The difference 1 year can make

I am reading my old journal from St Croix and one year ago as I prepared to leave to return to Michigan I wrote this…

“It will be ok. I will give you more children than you can imagine. Be ready when I call and go when I say to. Study my word and prepare your heart and faith. Support will come in ways you can’t imagine quite yet. Go to Michigan and then wait. St Croix will still be here and the kids are watched over. You did what you needed to do now go.”
“Sarah trust me in the coming months. It will be hard but each change will be easier for you to adapt. I am training you for mobility and travel. Teaching you when to go and when to stay. Molding your heart to withstand storms to lean on me. Planning is no more. It’s now My time to shape you . Trust me to lead you and don’t let go of my hand.”
“Pain is my gift to you my child. With it comes wisdom and great responsibility. Leadership and the willingness to do my work. No more working for others or yourself…. You will work for me”

1 Peter 5:10
And the God of all grace, who called you to his eternal glory in Christ, after you have suffered a little while, will himself restore you and make you strong, firm, and steadfast.

And now it’s a year later and I’m in Africa suffering with the least of these and those who want to do me harm… And there are more children than I can count.
Does God mean what he says? Hmm maybe…

nikki

Being frugal to save more money for orphans

There has to be a reason why I have such great internet on this trip compared to past trips. I think its because each day I have important news to share and prayer requests, as well as updated news on ministry needs. Before coming I prayed for God to slow things down because I felt overwhelmed…he did it for awhile but he’s back at it again with speed.

My apartment is still not available, so that’s slow going.

However, the big ticket items are developing now and I am need prayer and support. Tomorrow I go to look at land and I pray all the proper people meet up on time and we get some answers on the accurate acreage and hearts will be open to a cheap price. It has to be cheap because as of now Healing Eyes has only a part of the money needed and needs help to reach it’s goal of $10,000 to pull this crazy impossible scheme off. We want to buy 5 acres of land in eastern Uganda to begin the vision of a school for orphans, to build up a community of widows, and to spread the love and compassion of Jesus Christ.

Another new need has arisen that involves transportation. It has become too expensive to rent a car each visit to Uganda and now God has put into motion the opportunity to buy a car and he has even guided me to people I can trust to make this possible. Now this week we will being searching and I pray we can find the necessary funds to get a vehicle. We need to raise up to $3,000.

Today I have been in my room all day because of having no transportation and the heat was so bad today. To save money I have nibbled on my snacks I brought and tonight I made sure I got some protein by eating pistachio nuts and peanut butter. If I can save a little on money by rationing food then it will be worth it. I just pray I can move tomorrow into my apartment so I can not live out of 2 crates and a suitcase.

Please pray for my ears.. the pain in them keeps returning and the last thing I need is an ear infection plus a visit to a not so good hospital:(

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Unite the village for the children!

As I type my stomach is cramping in ways I didn’t know it could. I have gotten stomach pains before but this is a bit alarming. But never fear my wonderful driver got me some medicine this morning and I pray it improves. My new friend at the guest house found me ear drops and now i am hopeful the pain will stop.

Another blessing is Teacher sara is on her way no bus right now to come see me for the weekend. Hallelujah a friend!
What else can i be thankful for? um… um…I’m safe in a locked room and the staff are very nice to me. I even have arranged to take the cleaning lady from here to help me twice a week at my apartment (whenever i can even move in that is).
I also took a hot shower so that’s another plus!
Ministry side I met with the parents today at there annual meeting at the school (5 hours sitting in a plastic chair in front of everyone). It was ‘interesting’. I had to set a few things straight with the parents that I wasn’t sponsoring all there children. They had the impression I was since last time I took photos of there kids (another reason why to be cautious of photographing in the village). I was the last of the official guests to do a speech (they are big on speeches here). My stomach was near death by the time i stood under the mango tree and threatening thunderstorm. I held my bible and thought I would read from it about God trusting you with a little before giving you more but I ended up spouting out a bunch of stern words and moving my arms around passionately. I think by now they know I am not here with lots of money and that I am here for there kids and to encourage them to work hard and that they should all pay there child’s school fees and to not expect handouts. Yes, healing eyes is helping with 30 of the orphans/disabled/hiv kids but not all the kids who have parents that can work. It’s hard not to help all of them since they are struggling in poverty but money isn’t always the answer I told them. God will trust them with a little and then if they are faithful God will trust more. Sadly other white people with good intentions have caused Africans in the village to think we mean money and will fix there problems with handouts. It can be easier to just give money to fix an issue without putting long term investment in the people trying to help themselves.
Right about now a short easy fix of throwing money sounds nice as I am already homesick and lonely but I can’t give up now. The culture here won’t change in my lifetime but we have to start somewhere! Small seeds for change.
It did feel a bit like a united village at the end of the meeting. John wanted me to portray that feeling of Unity..to Unite a village to help themselves he said. Felt like a speech before going to war in the Braveheart movie really, my arms in the air yelling for change and courage to persevere during suffering.

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Another day in the past

The days are hot and long and never as I plan.
My heart is sad and I find it hard to understand how missionaries survive here.. Perhaps I am not the right person for the job as I feel weaker than stronger with the people here.

The pastor asked me today, “what are the churches like in America? Do they cast out demons there?”
I said it’s a bit different because the devil tries a different approach in America. He sneaks around the edges and allows us to get comfortable and we then start to think that life should be comfortable. Keeping us blind to the battle in other countries where the devil attacks head on, as in Africa.

As I sat in a phone company for 3 hours in a line of Africans I thought this is insane but also acceptable here. It’s expected to be treated badly and to then treat others badly. Suffering is out in the open and no one smiles because first it’s too hot and second because the hunger pains of persevering hurt so much you can’t think happy thoughts or be logical. You start to get foggy in the head and glaze over. Time slows…

I think it would be easier if this mission was just something in my head and not being acted out now. Because it’s quite difficult and lonely.

I want to share good news but the highlight of today was going to the same clinic I went to yesterday but this time for my ear ache. The lady smiled and laughed that a white girl was in her shop.

Healing Eyes

I Made It

Hello everyone (habari)

I am writing to you all from Ugandan soil. I’m currently in Tororo, the main city in which I’ll be staying. The last few days of travel have been filled with difficulty and frustrations. The difficulties first began in the airport in Chicago where I was forced to unpack all of my belongings due to the new KLM weight restriction. It was awful and cost me a huge fee because my bag that was supposed to be a carry-on was now considered a third bag. The devil was let loose and tried to test my resolve. I nearly gave up had it not been for my fiancé who stood strong and spoke truth to combat my melt down. It helps to have a supportive guy who loves me and the work in Africa that we want to do together. So, after much tears, we made it through the airport goodbyes. Once arriving in Africa, there were less difficulties. Everything went pretty smoothly besides a delay the next day, but that was typical Africa time.

Today I’ve been sick, but I made an attempt to make it through the day. I mattress hunted by the border of Kenya for cheaper prices. I also bought a fan. Finally, I went to the school around 4pm and was met by the children who were eagerly awaiting my arrival. They then proceeded to serenade me. I gave some encouraging words to them and they clapped. After that, the pastor and I talked some business. I topped off my day by bringing a small girl to the clinic. (The clinic is a shack in the village trading center that has one lady who trades with pills.) The girl had a swollen finger that was paining her. In Africa, almost every sickness is thought to be Malaria, but this young child does have Malaria (this was found out because the lady checks everyone with a blood test). So, we will be treating her with two ailments on a child today. Luckily, we caught the finger soon. Otherwise, it would have swollen more and busted open with puss and the fingernail would come off. Catching Malaria early was incredibly lucky, and the pills only cost $2 rather than the $21 dollars one would pay in town! The medical situation here is messed up and leans more to people dying rather than easy fixes..

Highlight: This little girl did remember me when she first saw me and giggled for the first time which in turn brought me a smile! 🙂

Unfortunately, I am still waiting on my house… Can’t move in until Saturday they say. But based on what I saw I’ll be shocked if they finish construction by then… again… African time.

Thanks for your prayers… Please keep them coming as the loneliness is strong and it’s still 2.5 months until Don comes to visit me.

Sarah

nikki

What ‘Going’ can accomplish


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