Day one.

While interviewing all of the Media Mission applicants a lot of prayer and thought went into the final nine. Ultimately the Lord was very clear as to who was supposed to come to Uganda. We never doubted any of our choices.

During the weeks leading up to our time in Jinja confessions surfaced from different members about fear of not being good enough or worries of not being affective. Again, we never doubted anyone.

The first night everyone was here we gathered around a table and communed. Everyone shared their hearts and fears, prayers and emotions about walking into the orphanage the following day. We were not sent here to fix. We were sent here to listen to the needs as seen by the Ugandan people who daily live and serve at the babies home and try to begin understanding some root issues that we might share with the world. We are to do what we can, with what we have, where we are.

I’ll admit, the week before our team showed up I was overwhelmed. I didn’t know what we were going to do. There is too much to even begin to scratch the surface. But yesterday, yesterday when our team sat around the orphanage director and heard her story, everything changed. She shared with them that she too was raised in an orphanage and that at the age of 12 someone sponsored her to go to school. She was sponsored all the way through University and she knew from the very beginning that she wanted to use her education to serve other orphans in her community. As she began sharing the needs of the babies home I was humbled to my core. Every single person on our team began dreaming big with her. Everyone is here to help her and her workers love these kids better. Some are helping her with reintegrating the children back into their homes, others want to help figure out a way to educate local Ugandans on the need of adoption in their country and others want to learn everything they can about these children so they can provide accurate information for sponsorships. Our team wants to help. They want to listen. They want to be the hands and feet of Jesus to this nation and Nick and I couldn’t be anymore excited to watch the Holy Spirit flow through them.