In the midst of answering the call to adopt and waiting for God to give us permission to take the next steps...I got involved in ministry. Orphan ministry....to be exact. And can I just say that, Satan, HATES orphan ministry! Let me tell you he does. And Satan will do anything to discourage and destroy those who dare to be obedient to care for the least of these. Ministry is messy, but through it all God is sovereign. Even when the path is twisted and painful and downright ugly, riddled with flesh...God can and will use it for good to those who love Him and are called according to his purposes. Ministry is hard, I haven't lived this myself...but I've observed it in the lives of others who are completely surrendering their lives to minister to the orphans of Ug*nda. And I tell you what, I'm convicted that all this passion we have as Moms (speaking to myself) for orphans and adoption needs to be focused on praying for those in the mission field. Ultimately God is in control of the events in my life that lead me to Ug*nda...but I must share the love in my heart for one special sister...if it were not for the heart of Amy Washington, and her obedience to the Lord in serving the babies of Ug*nda..I never would've made the journey to J*nja, Ug*nda. People would always ask as our trip drew close, "Are you going with your church?" And the answer was always,"No, we're actually going with a girl from Athens, GA to an orphan home that she found." Now how many people would just hop the next plane halfway around the world with a recent college grad? Maybe many crazies. I'm saying all this to say how grateful I am for Amy.
Grateful that she drug some older married folk with her, on her most recent adventure to Ug*nda and game of her time to give us one of the greatest experiences of our lives. A great experience with the Lord; seeing my most beautiful brothers & sisters in Christ, seeing the world through the eyes of Jesus, and being filled with joy even as we walked among extreme poverty, need, pain and injustice. I fell in love not just with the people and children of S*nrise Baby Home, but to the ministry of Home of Hope, and ASCO home for boys, and with the very people and spirit of Ug*nda. This will sound like I'm being dramatic, like some cheesy line out of a movie, but honestly I felt like I found a part of me that has always been missing, in Ug*nda. Some of my quirks and the way God made me & my heart, made a lot more sense in Ug*nda. My love of dancing also made a lot more sense in Africa! ; ) I have no idea what the Lord has planned for me and Jeremy...I've learned one lesson.. I might as well quit guessing because it's a complete waste of time! It's never what "I" think. I do believe in my heart that this trip to Ug*nda was just the first of many.
If you are reading this post, will you pray for Amy?
Pray for God's protection, His provision of her every need,
and His unexplainable peace to rule in her life as she follows Him step by step.
Pray for this child in her arms, precious Amina, that the Lord has placed in her care.
Pray for the Lord's ministry through her life to unfold in His perfect time.
Thank you so much.
