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I know Who I Am!

I love KIDS!!!! Yes I DO!!!!!

My husband would be flipping out right now and amazed at the transformation. Years of never having kids and trying to have kids hardened our hearts. But Now GOD has done a miracle…and I love kids! Which leads me to Missing the kids I fell in love with.


That’s why I can’t help but run back to see them:)  No I’m not moving back to St. Croix but I sure am gonna love seeing them in a month and giving each one a huge hug! I wanted to see them before school was out and now since I am going to Africa this May I needed to push the date up.

I’m coming End of April to hug each one and embrace who God made me…how he finally used fire and pain to win be back. How he made me smile and enjoy being vulnerable around kids…feeling stupid and awkward. I don’t have kids of my own and never will but I am finally for the first time in my life COMPLETELY ok with that because more are the children of the desolate woman.

Come May of this year I’ll be with even more kids and living in poverty but at the same time feeling the most Rich I have ever felt. I will see things that will bring me to tears and break me even more for the years ahead in this ministry. I am ready for it! Bring it ON! Bring the impossible my way and show me how to build that home for neglected kids in Africa. Why NOT?! The impossible is way more possible when it’s not my idea. This week I have learned something about myself and it was through another breaking point God used on me, did it make me sad and feel hopeless.. YUP! Did it make me feel like I am not worth it and not good enough for the task? YUP! But who cares because I know that for years upon years I have felt incomplete and alone. But finally I don’t feel alone anymore! It’s finally happening.. I am becoming who I always thought I would be. A MISSIONARY!

Great song…that sums it all up!


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Cold calling for a mission

Exhaustion from doing what God told me to do this morning.. and my body has decided to dislike me because of it. However, I feel more energized about my mission than I was when I first woke up. I had to cold call churches today, and anyone that knows me may know I hate talking on the phone and I also am an introvert. Put those two things together and it just doesn’t feel the best. Yet now it seems as much as I avoided churches in the past and hated going I am actually seeking out Churches! This is so messed up and not me. Why me God? I guess he likes a broken project to work on…and that is me!

So I called in total.. drum rolll….12 Churches!


And I talked to some very nice receptionists…who may I add have a very important role at a church. They never know what kind of person will call and what to expect…yet they get to be the FIRST connection to a body of people serving God. I think they need a huge Thank You for humoring a nervous and stuttering random caller today:)

Tomorrow it starts all over again…but maybe I’ll be a little more polished and smart sounding ha!

Stay tuned for when I announce an upcoming gathering to hear about Healing Eyes VisionCast for the future. Sounds cool right?! Well It should…Cuz it is! Looking like first of April…so I hope to see old and new faces there. I will have the best cheese and crackers you can imagine:)

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Birds DO want to do my dirty laundry!

I’m NOT giving up Universe!

I have a simple and humble list of things I want and I Believe it’s all possible!

Picture this…

Crackers and cheeze (yes cheeze and not cheese), some lemonade and maybe Fruit Bowls. OH and some squishy couches for comfort and coziness. Free African Necklaces for the first 5 people through the door (Yes Men you too could have a necklace). Chairs, tables and a projector to share the Vision of the Future.

Sound Impressive right?! OH ya! It’s quite brilliant and highly creative!

Sprinkle in some people curious as to what I’m talking about and add some hearts open to listen to the Universe.

I am not going to wish for birds though…that has happened before. Really! It has! One day a week ago I was joking about my life being like Disney and birds doing my laundry and singing songs in the morning with me. I was sharing with my brother how nice it is to hear birds sing again and in winter! Then what happens?! The next morning, I kid you not, a bird woke me up in my apartment and decided to sing to me. I wasn’t too thrilled by this joke from the Universe but I guess you have to be careful what you Envision…it might come true. I didn’t really envision the part where I was crawling on the floor with a robe over my head screaming for the bird to leave and trying any door to influence it’s decision. Sometimes things don’t always work out as dreamed but I guess the power of suggestion is stronger than previously thought.

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To Help or not to Help?!

When we are all connected by a common goal of sharing the spirit of giving…while also being cautious when sometimes just fixing one thing can cause a dependency. It seems, life even when those with the least are calling out for help, there is a Balancing Act that must be considered. At the same time perhaps helping can show the need the world needs to those that can’t imagine not having Water. Either way you try to look at it and justify to Give or Not To Give I chose to just chuck it all and help pay for the broken Water Pump in a village outside of Kampala.

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All I need is this toothbrush 

I am blessed!

I have God who is showing me my path..holding my hand…

I have a boyfriend that loves me for who I am…and for all my faults. 

I have groceries too cook a REAL meal on my own stove again … Lasagna…tuna casserole…penne Andy and Sarah recipe.

And I have a new shiny toothbrush! That didn’t cost a fortune on an island. 

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Island coincidences or a clear direction for next steps?

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Sitting on my couch (yes I have a couch!) and playing my ukulele…waiting on God…waiting on what’s next…stressing…

The usual sort of morning for me!

Check my email and see a link to short term missions and after looking at job postings for graphic designers and feeling this icky feeling in my stomach about NOT wanting to be a graphic designer anymore. A feeling of hopelessness creeped in and fear of what am I supposed to do NOW that I am in Michigan working on my Non-Profit. So I gave up the job search surfing and flipped to looking at orphanages and trips to Africa…needs out there for tutors and willing hearts to serve. Looked at Southern and Eastern Africa…found one in Kenya. Never really wanted to go to Kenya but it is close to Uganda where little Billah is living by that beautiful waterfall. It read “Tutors Needed in Kenya to Assist Primary and Secondary School–May 19-June 30, 2015”. Ok maybe that’s something I can inquire about…it has Tutor in it and its longer than a couple weeks stay abroad. No sooner do I click ‘more information’ do I get a phone call from California. I almost didn’t pick it up because first of all I don’t like talking on the phone and secondly it was a weird number. But I answered it anyways. It was the guy needing a tutor in Kenya! So that was fricken fast!

Let’s list the coincidences in this phone call for prosperity sake:

  1. He lived on an island before
  2. He wasn’t a ‘missionary’ type person
  3. Same beliefs and values on what it means to follow God.
  4. Understood me when I said it’s about ‘Human Touch’ and ‘Relationships’ in Africa. That the lack of eye contact when young can lead to lack of empathy and also the pure understanding of compassion for life. Children need love pure and simple..they need touch…they need eye contact…and they need to know they are loved by God and some crazy White person (mzungoo) too.
  5. Lastly…the school is pretty close to Uganda where little Billah lives and maybe I could see her again in the mountains.
  6. Oh and…another connection with a Non-Profit in Africa which is what Healing Eyes needs.
  7. Ha one more..I needed to tighten up my business plan for area churches in order to raise money. So perhaps God is filling in the blanks for me.

Pray for direction.. Pray for Peace…and pray that this is the right choice for me and Healing Eyes to go with next. Tutoring in Kenya for 6 weeks with Commit Ministries.

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One child at a time even miles away is possible…

From money raised at the first fundraiser for Healing Eyes I am happy to share we are sponsoring our first child’s education in Uganda. It isn’t much and may seem small but it only takes One to make a difference and start change. So for the next 12 months Healing Eyes will be able to sponsor One child…and who knows maybe the future will bring more needs to our eyes.

Praying for even more abundance and opportunities to open up for Ivan (pictured below) as he starts 5th grade.

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Travelers Beware

To those who wished they live a life of travel and adventure. Don’t! It’s not really everything we dreamed up as a child…it’s the most stressful anxiety riddled life to pursue. Why? Well easy…take this photo for example that now has my belongings packed in it again, all the vacuum sealed bags with clothes and a very thin pillow all compressed into 2 containers that I pray are under 50 lbs each.

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Following God sometimes means being ready to Go when he says Jump. So now I jump and get on another fricken plane, leaving behind very precious little girls and boys.

What also isn’t glamorous about travel is traveling alone! Yes as a widow You now are faced with the realization that you have to pack all the bags and You have to carry them to and fro. Myself being kinda petite (5’4″) I don’t have the biggest muscles for the job but again another downfall of being alone after being used to a partner for 13 years. Never take for granted that husband at your side ladies, even when they aggravate you and irritate you to death.

Finally, why traveling isn’t what you dreamed of as a child….the airports. Need I say more?! Being moved around like cattle and crammed into small spaces with who knows next to you. Crying babies, loud talkers, and yes the kicker right behind your seat. All flying is a Bus in the Air except you can’t have the breeze on your face and no stopping at that truck stop.

Did I scare you off from being a traveler and adventurer yet?

Alas, I can’t deny there is some sense of freedom and abundance to this life, even with all the negatives. Meeting new people and seeing what you are capable of out of your comfort zone. Adapting to change more easily. And if you are me it’s those kids smiles when they light up each time I return from a trip…yelling… “Miss Sarah is back!!!!!!!” Then they squeeze my waste and tackle me.

I don’t want to leave the kids God! But I must…I have to see what could come of a blossoming relationship in Michigan and I must build support for Africa where thousands of kids could use some compassion and perhaps selfishly I could use all those tiny little hugs.

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Moments Add Up

“Sweet kids are dying. Which means the future is dying. And if the future is dying we won’t have a future.”

Words from a small boy at the Boys and Girls Club of America after I talked to him about kids in Africa. The kids yelled out, “yay Miss Sarah is coming with”! As I crowded into the club van with them. That was the first time they did that…perhaps being gone and the coming back impacted them a bit more than I expected.

One of the girls screamed and ran to hug me when I got to the club…what a sweetie…she missed me.

Another boy told me he heard from the Lighthouse Kids that I was back and he decided the next day he was going to run to the Boys and Girls club to find me.

The kids were so inquisitive about the kids in Africa and how they lived. There little faces showed so much concern over the kids in Africa not having shoes or clean clothes. Each kid was shocked that the many of the kids didn’t wear shoes. They asked about what I did there and if I had fun, what the kids ate there. One girl asked me, “Miss Sarah do they have playgrounds in Africa?” That was a first time for that question, I told her no not really, that costs too much money. She was saddened by this and asked more questions about how sick the kids were and how sad it is that they are dying.

The boy that said ‘Sweet kids shouldn’t die’ said the solution could be more Testing for diseases and more medicine. I asked him what about Love…he smiled and said yea that’s important too.

We went to the playground, my first time going with them there, and played on the mary-go-round and slides. I was acting like one of the kids and screaming on the mary-go-round as we took turns spinning it.


I will miss these kids … perhaps they will never know how much they helped me this past year. Kids can really do big things if we let them. Just making bracelets for kids in Africa allowed them to see what other kids lives were like through the photos I shared with them. My one favorite boy was collecting photos the other kids dropped on the ground and putting them in his bag for safety. He is such a giving and caring boy. We sat together at the end of the day and he shared his valentine candy with me, I asked him if he had a valentine and he blushed and said, “yeah”.

If our lives our made up of moments than each of those little moments sitting on the steps or in the playground with those kids talking about moments in their lives than it was worth losing it all to find them.

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Another letter ready to send to Billah in Uganda. My hope is that one of these letters will reach her so she knows I remember her. Thought a photo of her in each one would be a cute touch and I use construction paper to try and hide the fact that there is a photo in it so no one steals it. So frustrating that sending things over to Africa may never even reach them and if they do someone might even steal a photo that isn’t them.

But I will keep on trying with One child at a time…this is what Compassion is all about.

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