God is wonderful. God is amazing. And God is moving.
Thank you all for your prayers and emails and comments. God has sent me strength through you. Thank you.
Will write more soon. No money. No internet time. That's life!
Nkwagala nyo (I love you very much),
kisa
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Dear Sweet Elizabeth,
I remember when I heard you were going to Uganda, I wondered Why? Why does she want to go see all of the sadness and despair? Why would she put herself there to see it? To feel the pain? To know that we humans forget those who need us the most? Why on earth would she do this? I knew I couldn't. But look at you. You have relayed back all of the sadness and despair you see and feel. I its only your words but as I sit crying for you and those sweet childen, I know, You are a gift from God, and YOU CAN DO THIS. I am sure your big smile touches each childs heart. I know your soothing voice must calm them at least for a moment. I am so grateful that you can be there and tell the world what you see. I knew it was bad, but to see you say they have no imagination, breaks my heart. I want nothing more for my own children to imagine and follow there dreams. But these babies have none. I NEVER KNEW WHAT AN AMAZING PERSON YOU ARE. STAY STRONG AND DO GODS WORK THERE. THEY NEED YOU. (when you come home, I will help you gather supplies or whatever I can. If I can do it now, I will, just let me know.)
Do they know animals? Maybe, Old McDonald had a farm and don't forget about a farmer and his dog named bingo. Gosh it is sad, I never thought about my imagination being a gift that was nurtured. I can't even begin to understand how sad that is for them.
Elizabeth, Uncle Danny and I (and Ethan) are so so Proud of you. I will pray each day for you. I am here if you can tell me away for anyone to send you anything (supplies or money). I will. We love you and we miss you.
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