
This week was full of challenges for us all. Some of us were homesick and missing the comforts of our own culture. The boys were missing their dog Maggie. Things breaking, miss-communications, fatigue, children needing to go to the doctor (children at Hope Children’s Home)… life here is much more challenging and things take a lot longer to accomplish. We are so catered to in America.
I was not having one of my best days (Heather typing). We were heading out to Hope Children’s Home for the day. I was tired and not looking forward to the bumpy ride that we have to drive on to get there. I felt weak and didn’t have the best attitude at the time.
We had finally made it to the children’s home and I was praying for God to help me in my weakness. I had been loving on a little boy who is only four years old all week. He had gotten an infected finger and his finger nail was just hanging by a thread. His infected finger was now as big as two or three of his fingers put together. He was holding on to my hand and swinging my arm back and forth and saying something over and over in Luganda, so I asked one of the older girls to translate for me. “What is Kafar saying?”, I asked Teddy. She said he is saying “God is our life!”
My heart melted and began to take a better shape than it was before. My heart was breaking all week for this little man and I shed some tears because he is just so young and without a mother or father to love him and comfort him. But here we are called by God to help fill that place in his life and we were there for him. I am not sure, but maybe, just maybe, his heart was happy somebody was holding his hand and he knew I cared and he knew at that moment that God is our life and that He is good. I want to be like Kafar in the midst of unsettledness I believe with all my heart that God is the life giver and He is good.