But God....

I honestly don't even know where to begin with this update, as the last few weeks have been sort of a blur and have held so many emotions. I want to update everyone as best as I can, so forgive me if it becomes jumbled and heavy somewhere along the way. 

Just 4 days after my last update the president of Uganda began a partial lockdown of the country, due to "rising COVID cases". This lockdown began on June 7th at 8am with school and church closures for 42 days, gathering restrictions of no more than 20 people, district border crossing restrictions, and curfew changes. The first week of this lockdown seemed fine. I was able to meet about 20 boys at the local Rugby field to have bible study and play games, a group of 10 of us walked to a village about 3 miles outside of the city looking for rooms to rent, we were able to give about 80 street kids take away bags of cooked rice and beans, and I had some new friends from the states stay with me for a few days, which was so good for my soul. Really it seemed like the only thing I couldn't do was to finish the Following Jesus class we had just started the week prior, because it was a church gathering, more than 20 people, and we had to cross police barricades to get to the location. Life still seemed to move in a fairly normal pace. On Sunday, June 13, I had a crazy high fever for 2 days with no other symptoms. I tested for Malaria, which was negative, Praise God! (I feel like it's inevitable that I'll get it at some point because of the amount of time I'm outside and on the lake) After 2 days of rest and Tylenol/Motrin around the clock, I was perfectly fine. I never did have any other symptoms, so who knows what it was. On Friday, June 18, the president of Uganda spoke again and increased all of the restrictions he had previously put into effect and restarted the 42 day time frame that he had initially given. On top of the things he had already shut down, he added that there be no public or private transport period (no cars, bodas, taxis, or anything but foot traffic), Bodas and taxis could only transport goods or medical patients, private vehicles could be used for essential workers or medical patients only. Things got eerily quiet around here. On Monday, June 21, Police and military began coming to Jinja to shut down shops that didn't sell food, and by Wednesday, June 23, police and military were in full force around town, beating or shooting at anyone who was even walking, not allowing anyone to come into the city, and shutting down shops and businesses that even went against what the president had listed in his lockdown restrictions. All along the president has said people can walk, just no other transport, but these police in Jinja decided otherwise and their manners of enforcing such rules were brutal. It went from nothing major to major abuse and corruption overnight. As of today, June 24, I've had 9 boys come to me with wounds from being beaten by the police, as they were trying to come to me for malaria testing or medicine, just since the beginning of this week. It's so very sad, and I know there are so many more suffering right now. Livelihoods have been drastically changed overnight, and this country still hasn't even recovered from the 8 month lockdown last year. Many people here literally work to put food on the table day by day. Now that schools are out again too, all of the kids are home and there's more mouths to feed. These beautiful people need your prayers. The lockdown will kill more people than any virus ever would. Without jobs, people can't buy food, people can't go to the hospital if they need to (it's pay first then get treatment, here), people can't cross from villages into the city where the resources are if they need to. The devastation and destruction are rampant right now, and it breaks my heart. I have 8 boys who are positive for Malaria right now, or have just finished treatment. I have 4 boys that I've been doing daily wound care on, and now 8 more who need it due to the beatings they sustained this week. God, please protect my boys and blind the eyes of those who are looking for them. 

.....BUT GOD.....

Now let me change the tone a little bit and tell you some amazing ways that God continues to work during this season of unrest......As emotionally draining as each day has been, God continues to blow me away with his goodness and grace each and every day. I think if there was ever a day that it was nothing but discouragement I’d really struggle. I used to always find the negative in a day (half empty kind of perspective). God has really taught me over the last 2 years to find the half full approach. Now I see why, more than ever. Without the vision to see that, I have no doubt I’d be struggling here right now. Thank you Lord for preparing my heart, mind, and soul for all of these years, for such a time as this!

-In the first week of the initial lockdown, I was able to go with 10 of my boys (all whom have been very consistent in coming to bible study and church, checking in with me routinely, and earning my trust, while proving to me they want to change and be off the street) to a small village outside of town. (It's still within walking distance, about 2.5-3 miles) and I've got my steps in going to do pop in visits!) With the support of 2 wonderful families, I was able to get 5 rooms for 6 months (2 boys/room), 10 mattresses and sheets, basins, jerry cans, toothbrush/paste, and soap for each room. I was also able to provide each room with their choice of Luganda or Mzungu (English) bible. I made a contract with these boys and the landlords that we will have sponsorship for the rooms for up to 1 year, 3 months at a time, unless I find out they're doing drugs, lying, stealing, or doing something they shouldn't be doing. I keep in close communication with each of the landlords, the boys still have to check in with me even though churches are closed, and if one of the boys messes up, that room will go to another boy. The joy on these boys faces was priceless and the humble thanksgiving was beautiful. They each tell me how good they're sleeping now, how rested they feel, and they tell me of ways they're learning more about the bible together since they are able to have one to read and discuss at home. Praise GOD!

-Also within the first week of lockdown I had some new friends come to stay with me, from the US. One of the pastors at my home church had friends here when the lockdown started and they needed to have a transition place to stay for a couple of days. Little did they know their presence was much needed for my tired soul, at that time. I'm so thankful for the new friends and prayer warriors I've met and I can't wait until they come back to visit. It was nice to have company and the boys were so happy to meet new friends. While they were here, we were able to cook rice and beans for about 80 street kids and pack take away bags for them, since we couldn't have gatherings at the church. It went fairly smooth, all things considered. Praise God for new friends and provision for my boys.

-We were still able to do bible study that first week, at the Rugby field. After a wonderful study and discussion in Psalms, we were able to share a meal, and have so much fun. Those next few hours were filled with so much laughter I cried, games, silliness, and sweet intentional time together. By the time we left the field and were walking home, 4 of the boys had gathered flowers from plants on the side of the road and put them in my hair telling me they loved me and they were thankful for time with me......my mama heart melted right then and there. Praise God for the love you've given them.

-At the end of the first week, while we could still walk freely, myself and 3 boys took a field trip to the small village where I got rooms for some of the boys. They were all so happy to show me how they had their rooms set up and some of them even wanted to introduce me to their neighbors. They were all so happy to tell everyone that the Mzungu was with them! Let's just say, not many Mzungus frequent some of these villages. When I got to one of the houses, the boys invited me inside to sit and rest, then they presented me with a pineapple that they had purchased for me. First, they have been intentional with finding out things about me, like that Ugandan pineapple is my favorite, and the fact that these boys went out of their way to find small jobs, to get enough money together for a pineapple, was so beautiful and humbling. I cried, happy tears of course, because God is so so good! He's working in these boys in mighty ways, and I'm truly blessed to be a part of their lives. They continue to demonstrated softening hearts, compassion, and love, all of which they said they've never experienced. It's not because I'm here with them, it's because God is here and they're seeing him in a whole new light now. Praise God for his grace and mercy.

-Earlier this week I got news that one of my boys was back from Kampala, where he had went for a temporary job opportunity, and was very sick. (Side note: Joel, the boy who helps me the most, had a dream 2 days prior that Moses was going to be coming back soon and would be very sick). Myself, Joel, and another boy, gathered some supplies and set off on a 3 mile journey to where Moses had stopped to stay. On the way there we ran into another of my boys who ended up walking with us. When we reached Moses we prayed for him and I was able to do some testing and give him medicine to treat his sickness. Thank you God for your provision and the medical wisdom you've given me. After we got him taken care of, the boy who's house he was staying at decided he wanted to have a meal for us to share. He went to the local market, bought my favorite Ugandan soda (again, they listen to what I like and don't like) and a loaf of bread. We sat on the ground in his room, all 5 of us, broke bread together, had bible study, spent time talking, and listened to worship music. We had sweet special time together. Thank you Lord for your children.

-The day after that sweet journey, is when things got really bad here. I knew quickly what God was asking me to do and as I reached out for prayers to many of my friends, God also stirred in them to help with blessing these boys. Today I was able to provide 48 boys with food bags which included 5kg Posho, 5kg beans, 5kg rice, as well as money for charcoal and ingredients to cook with. These food bags should sustain each boy for about 2 weeks so they don't have to be moving around searching for food. I will be packing at least 30 more bags to give out tomorrow, and more as God continues to provide. Thank you Jesus for your provisions and love for these sweet boys of mine.

.....Now for some fun facts.....

-Almost everywhere I go I have a street kid with me, or I run into one. Where there's 1, there's at least 5. Before I know it I have 1 to the front, 1 behind, and 1 on each side, with another one usually hanging back a little more. 

-When people see the little white girl in the middle of the street kids, they panic. They start telling the boys to get away from me, they ask me if I'm ok. And when I tell them these are my sons and I love them, they can't believe it. 

-I have my trusted 10 who watch my back. They won't let anyone charge me Mzungu prices if they're with me, they won't let anyone take advantage of me, and they sure won't let anyone get too close to me. If I say no to something they enforce that rule and they make sure the rules are followed by all of the boys.

-One of my boys will be president of this organization one day. He's continuing to prove to me over and over that he's ready to be something else. He has passed so many tests, he's been patient, and he continuously comes to me asking for scripture and to talk about what I've had him read. He's patient, he's kind, he's loving, and he's done with being on the street, where he's been since he was 6. I see God moving in mighty ways with Joel, and I can't wait to see how he continues to grow. Praise God for His work in these boys.

-The boys who know me so well now tell me they love me all the time. This is huge because it's something that many of them have voiced they didn't know even what love was until a couple of months ago. When they tell me they love me, even after I've said no to something, my mama heart melts. They trust me, that's huge! Praise you Jesus for allowing your love to shine through me to these boys so that they can now feel love on earth. 

*I took one of the boys, Joel, with me to Central Market last week, in the car. He was terrified at first because he didn't think a Mzungu could drive here in Uganda-let's just say it's an adventure. After about 5 minutes he was all good and ready to drive around seeing all the sights. We had such a good time just running errands and spending time together, getting to know one another! Thank you Lord for intentional quality time together.

-----Prayer Requests----

*Prayers for this country as the lockdown is currently through July 30th

*Prayers for my boys-their safety, health, continued growth in the word and trust in the Lord during this season

*Prayers for wisdom for me-who to help, when to help, how to help

*Prayers for safety and health for myself and my sweet Ugandan family; Thomas, Mary, and their 2 kids Stella and Reuben

*Prayers for us as we are trying to rent a place for the boys to come during the day to be off the street, to get rest, bathe, wash clothes, and just be at peace. 

God bless you my friends! We love you and we thank you for the many prayers!

Tara and the boys

Beautifully Busy

Time....There are moments that seem to last an eternity, and moments that seem to flee so quickly. Lately I feel like I've experienced the latter, here in Uganda. It has been about 3 weeks since I last updated, and so much has happened in that time. I'm sure there's many moments that I'll forget to add to the update, but God has definitely given me many special moments to experience and be a part of over this last 3 weeks. I have been in Uganda for 8 weeks now and I have experienced God's beautiful work in every single day. 

Since I last updated we finished our first full class of Following Jesus on Kembo Island. As I explained last time, there was so much to be taught and so much to be learned, but God moved in mighty ways. We had about 75 people each day who came and heard the word of God, learned about following Jesus, and learned how to disciple as Jesus commands us. About 45 of those attendees were Pastors and Ministers of the churches on the island, and many of them voiced over and over that this kind of teaching is not available on the islands. I'm so thankful for God choosing me to be his vessel to teach the simplicity of what our lives as Christ followers should look like. I witnessed and heard of many testimonies during our time on the island of how God was already changing the churches and communities in a short time. Since I've been back in Jinja, we have had pastors call to tell us of the mighty ways that God continues to move on Kembo Island. Praise God! Fun little tidbit I'm learning about African culture, when people appreciate the work you're doing, they send you home with live chickens, tons of fresh delicious fruits, beautiful homemade baskets, and so many beautiful memories. I'm in the process of getting a chicken coop built now, because my 3 island chickens aren't quite ready for eating yet! The people here love so beautifully and so well. I'm learning so much!

This week I started my next class of Following Jesus. We will be doing every other class on mainland in remote villages, so I'm currently working out of Tongolo, which is about 45 min from Jinja. Teaching pastors on the mainland vs on the islands are like 2 totally different worlds. The pastors on the islands have very limited knowledge and are just teaching what they have heard before or by storytelling. The pastors I'm currently working with seem to have a bit more knowledge, yet still are saying they're learning so much. We have been through 4 topics in 2 days, and there are about 50 attendees here, 40 being pastors or elders. I have had pastors on the island and even on mainland tell me that teaching something like this will be greatly beneficial because no one teaches discipleship and the basics. They've said more people come to plant churches and then leave, yet no one is teaching them how to teach. It's very humbling and eye opening and God continues to grow me and help me as he's working in these pastors. 

Last week I took a 3 day respite to the rainforest after finishing the first FJ class. Between teaching and staying on the islands and being with the street kids when I'm back in Jinja, I have been pouring out nonstop since I arrived, so I needed some peace and quiet in nature with the Lord to be refueled. (There's never peace nor quiet where I live). It was a beautiful rejuvenating time with God, where I so clearly heard from him and spent intentional quiet time with him. I came back refreshed and ready to take on the next couple of months. While I was there I went exploring in the rainforest 2 different days and also saw my first, and hopefully my LAST, Black Mamba....for those of you who don't know, definitely not a snake you want to encounter EVER! He was about 3 feet away from my guide and I, and Wilford, my guide, gave me strict instruction to not move or speak until it left or it would strike at us. I'm pretty sure he could feel my heartbeat through my toes vibrating into the ground though. But God protected us, he went on his way, and so did we! I loved watching the monkeys playing around and just hearing the sweet noises of God's creation. It was for sure a time of rest and rejuvenation as I had hoped for.

God is moving in mighty ways with my street kids. I have about 15 now who are very consistent in coming to learn, ask for jobs, and just hang out any time. Then I have about 10 more who are fairly consistent with church and bible study. God continues to bring more boys to me and it makes my heart so happy. Last week, after my time in the rainforest, I bought pizza for 10 of the boys who have been doing so amazing and have been with me since I got here. When I got back into Jinja I immediately went to the spot where some of them hang out, I gave them a list of the boys I wanted them to find, and told them to meet me at the church in 2 hours. When they arrived and I was telling them about how proud of them I was, how much I love them, and what we were meeting for, they were so full of joy, laughter, and dancing. It was so amazing to be there to witness the happiness and love that they felt, thanks to you who help make all of this possible! I spent all of Wed, Thurs, and Fri just hanging out with 10 of them, getting to know them more, answering questions, asking questions, and just being intentional with relationships with them. It really did all of our hearts good. I have no doubt in my mind that God has me right here, right now, for these boys! I love them so much! One of them asked to go with me for the Following Jesus teaching this week, and since he's been doing so well I allowed him to travel with us. He was so excited at the end of both days to tell me all he learned and how he wanted to tell others! Praise God! One of the visions I had during my respite was that one day some of the street kids will be helping to translate and even lead some of these teachings, and that, my friends, is beautiful to me! One of my sweet little friends came to me last Friday morning wounded and in much pain. He was asleep at night and the police found him, and beat him with a bicycle lock. He had many lashes on his back and arm, and was hurting so bad. They beat him and took his clothes I had just bought him the week prior, just because he's living on the street. It's so sad to me that this is a common occurrence, and even more affirmation of the reason I'm here.  I can't take all of them off the street, as much as I wish I could, but in the next month or 2 I have several who I'll be seeking sponsors for, for schooling (trade school), possibly housing, and job training. The ones who are trying so hard will definitely be the change for the rest of them. They're already coming with new friends because they see and feel the love of Jesus and it's radiating so brightly through them to others.  Last week I had one of the boys tell me "Auntie, I used to be a very mean person. I punched everyone who made me annoyed. Since you came here, and you love me so much, I don't want to punch anyone!" I give glory to God for that revelation in my friend Moses! God is working in mighty ways for sure! I do have so many stories, but actually seeing the change in these boys is beautiful. People at the church, people on the streets, people in this community see the change. God is working. 

I'm so blessed and excited to be on this journey. Are there hard days? Absolutely. Are there sad days? Absolutely. Are there days that Uganda is too much and I need to hide at my home in my hammock. Absolutely. But God is working, God is sustaining, God is moving....and it's always so beautifully busy here. I'm still trying to learn market business and how to not get stressed out every time I go, because the prices are elevated since I'm a Mzungu. I'm still trying to learn culture, language, and how to give grace with African time vs Mzungu time. But God is helping me with all of it. It feels like home here, in a way I didn't expect. Things take time, effort, and intentionality, but I'm learning and growing because of it. God is good, all the time. And all the time, God is good. 

Prayer requests:

-Prayers for this country. The president will be speaking in the next day or so, as he's considering shutting down things in the country, and possibly the whole country again due to covid. Numbers in certain regions are rising again, however no one acts like it's around, where I am. It's a whole situation, as it is in America, but when the country shuts down here, it's total lockdown with military and police control, and these beautiful people have not even recovered from the big lockdown last year.

-Prayers for Thomas and Mary and their 2 kids, Reuben and Stella. Thomas and Mary help so much with this ministry and they're the most amazing Ugandan's I've ever met. They have all been getting sick a lot recently, so prayers for health and protection.

-Prayers for wisdom in next steps with the street kids and who/where to help and how.

-Prayers for protection and safety of my boys. Police corruption and abuse is horrible and they literally go to sleep at night hoping and praying tonight is not the night the police find them. 

-Prayers as we continue teaching Following Jesus, for pastors to continue to be open and receptive and excited to teach the basics to their churches. 

-Prayers for community and church connection for me here. I'm having a hard time at the church I've been going to (Ugandan churches are very loud and I feel like I'm just being screamed at all the time, as well as the translating overlapping while screaming, frequently makes it hard for me to understand anything.) I am pouring out non stop and need to find the balance of being poured into as well. (When the wifi is actually working I can watch my home church online, but it's been very inconsistent since I've been here)

May God bless you friends,

Tara

                                                  

Give thanks to the Lord, for He is GOOD!

I continue to be humbled and amazed daily by the work of our Lord, Jesus Christ. God is moving in so many mighty ways, here in Uganda, and I'm not even sure I have enough words to describe the vast amount of greatness that I'm witnessing in His moving. 

Shortly after my last update we began our weekly trips to Kembo Island, on Lake Victoria, to teach a revised version of the Following Jesus course that is offered at my home church, Experience Community Church, in Tennessee, to pastors. This class teaches the basics of what it looks like to be a Jesus follower and how we are to help new believers in the process. At first I was a little nervous about teaching this, even though I knew with certainty that it was what God was calling me to do. The thought of teaching pastors the simplicity of the Gospel and how to walk with Jesus was intimidating. What if they're annoyed that I'm teaching them too simply? What if they come once and never come back because they think they already know this stuff? So many thoughts the enemy tried to put in my head. But GOD....God spoke. God gave me words. God took control. We are about to enter week 3 of this course, and it has already changed so many hearts and minds on this one Island alone! Each week we get in a boat Monday morning for a 2-2.5 hr trip to this island. Once we arrive, we have a day of teaching and worship on one topic, spend the night, and have teaching and worship Tuesday morning on another topic. After lunch we take our journey back to Jinja. So far our lessons have been on prayer/worship, the Bible, baptism/communion, and Trinity/Holy Spirit. The pastors have voiced such appreciation and have had so many good questions and conversations related to these topics. Many questions have truly humbled me because as an American, I've been so blessed to have great leaders and teachers, access to multiple Bibles, including study Bibles, and have such a vast amount of resources at hand. You see, in Africa, and many other countries around the world, there's a lot of mixed theology taught, but the pastors don't always question that because they don't have the amount of resources we have, including bibles to check that information against. There's a lot of prosperity gospel, a lot of by faith teaching, a lot of false teaching happening here. Many have told me more than once that no one comes to these islands for teaching because it's uncomfortable and far. They're so appreciative to hear truth and be taught how to better shepherd their flock and so receptive to the word being taught. Some of the pastors who are attending this class don't even have a Bible and many have Bibles which are missing chapters and even whole books of the Bible. If we don't have the whole truth, how are we teaching the whole truth? I'm so thankful that we have the ability to provide all of these pastors with Bibles so that they may better teach and lead. Many community members have also been attending and participating in our small groups. I've seen so much growth, so much change, so much hope on this island in even the short time I've been going. God is moving mountains, my friends, and it's so beautiful to witness. This past Monday we discussed baptism and communion. Both are such precious parts of our walk with Christ and neither are widely practiced here in Uganda. After our class on Monday, I got the privilege to baptize 5 people in Lake Victoria, including one sweet 15 year old girl who had been a Muslim her whole life, until just 2 weeks prior, and one young lady who had demon possession and God set her free, earlier that day. God is so good! Thank you Jesus! We were also able to provide communion elements for the pastors and church members who were present. We discussed the depths of communion, what it means, how we should approach it, and why we do it. We read in Luke, Ch 22, about the institution of the Lord's supper, and we took communion as a family. Thank you Jesus for these moments! It was so very beautiful! I am so thankful for my 2 brothers who have been going with me and translating for me, and for my brother Titus, who's from the island and helps translate and teach sound doctrine with us. I'm so very thankful for their heart and passion to teach truth and walk in the uncomfortable with me for the glory of God! I'm so thankful for the pastors and members who are willing to come and hear and participate in God's teaching. I'm so thankful for the hospitality of those on the islands who are sacrificing for me and my team to make us feel comfortable and safe. God, I'm so thankful for you and this beautiful opportunity you've entrusted me to carry out for your kingdom and for the vast amount of goodness and growth that you continue to humble me with.

Along with beginning the teaching on the islands, since the last update, we've started bible study on Thursdays with the street kids. About 20-25 boys on average have been attending Sunday morning services at church and about 15 of those are consistent week to week, the rest vary in who comes. When I first established rules and boundaries with the kids, many were discouraged that I gave them so many rules to follow, that they had to work to earn stuff and upset that I wasn't just here to give it away like most have done in the past. However, God has really touched about 10 boys and God is working in these 10 so greatly already. God has allowed them to see his love. He's allowed them to feel his presence. God has brought me 10 boys who are consistently showing me they want to grow, want to change, want to know Him, want to start a new life away from the life on the streets. God has allowed us to have such amazing bible studies, filled with praise and worship, led by 3 of the boys each week. He's allowed us to have great discussion after the scripture reading, and kept them attentive and interested. These 10 boys are going to be the change, and then be the vessels to bring more boys to Christ from the streets. Thank you God for these boys who love you so well. It's been so neat seeing these 10 specifically open up to me. I could tell the first couple of weeks they were hesitant and remaining reserved, yet trying to understand why I was here loving them in a way that many don't. This week I've seen relaxation around me, I've seen true joy and playful fun when we're together.  I've seen and felt relationships growing and trust happening more and more each day. I'm so blessed and honored to be a part of this journey. Thank you Jesus! These 10 boys were the first to earn meal vouchers this week because of following rules and truly showing me they're in this 100%. They have each come to the church during the week asking what jobs they can do to even have the possibility of a chance of earning something, but being ok when the answer has been not today. These 10 greet me on the streets with smiles and high fives and call me by name. They joke with me and converse with me. Last week we were talking about how there will always be people who shun them and look down on them just because they are or have been street kids, but that the love of God must be present in them and shine from them even in those hard times, because they can change this town. One of the boys, Denis, told me "we will start with changing our road first!" YES! One road at a time, these boys are about to change the outlook on their community. Praise GOD! When I got to the church this week for Bible study, I heard music coming from the church and could see people dancing and praising as I walked by. When I walked in the door, I was brought to tears seeing 9 of the boys already there praising and worshiping our Lord! (let me just say, in Uganda no one is ever on time anywhere! For them to be 15 minutes early and already praising and worshiping on their own was huge!) It was such a beautiful picture of celebration, true joy, and freedom! After Bible study was over, one of the boys asked if I could bring them Bibles to read. I made the agreement with them that they could come to the church and read the Bibles I brought anytime during the week, but they couldn't leave the church with them for right now. (Many times Bibles are stolen and sold, so I wanted to eliminate that possibility or temptation). I brought 2 English Bibles, and 2 Luganda Bibles and all of the boys sat and read, or had the Bible read to them, for over an hour. One of them was even reading my study bible out loud. Oh God, you are so so good. I'm so thankful for the many mountains you're moving and the passion that these boys are gaining toward you!

This week we also dealt with a season of death and mourning, and the boys brought me into their circle a little more. In Uganda, street kids have a stigma around them. No matter how much they've changed, no matter what they're doing or not doing, most of their community, especially the super corrupt police/military/government have a negative attitude toward them. Many get arrested for simply being "idle" and not moving or working. Even if they're doing nothing wrong, if they're spotted by police, they have a chance of getting arrested or being beaten. So many hide day and night for fear of being spotted. While there are many street kids who do many things they should not do, no one deserves the punishment that these boys receive here, simply because they live on the streets. On Thursday, one of the boys I had met, Amiri, was beaten to the point of death, by the police. He's a kid who was in the wrong place at the wrong time, and was punished to the point of death because of it. My heart breaks for this boy and for his friends who loved him and his family who hadn't yet had the chance to see the change in him. My heart breaks that such corruption and hate is such a common thing around here that many don't bat an eye at. As an American, now living in this culture, my eyes are being opened daily to the corruption that these sweet boys deal with daily. But God is still good, and He is still working in these boys, even in the sadness of losing a friend. My hope and prayer is that Amiri had a heart truly surrendered to God and that he's now able to be walking streets of gold versus streets of pain and suffering.  

God is good all the time, and all the time, God is good! Even in the learning curves, even in the mourning, even in the confusion, even in the weakness, God is so so good. I'm so blessed and humbled to be a part of this. I know I say that often, but it's so very true. Thank you Lord for these opportunities, both the easy and hard, and the happy and sad. Thank you for these relationships. Thank you for these opportunities. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of this mission for your Kingdom glory!

Prayer requests:

- Comfort and peace for the boys who lost their friend this week. Let them feel the presence of the Lord in their mourning and let his joy reign in them

-Continued prayers for safety with travel to the islands (we take a wooden boat, and the waves and weather can be pretty rough sometimes)

-Continued wisdom and discernment with teaching Following Jesus to the pastors on this island and continued questions, growth, and change happening

-Continued evidence and desire to change and grow from the boys who are being consistent in this program and that they begin living more like Jesus, allowing others to ask what's different and be the change in their community. 

-Safety and protection during inauguration of the Ugandan president next Wednesday, as political events usually bring unrest and riots

-Continued wisdom and surrender to allow God to do all he wants to do here for his glory alone!

I love you my friends. Thank you for the many prayers and support for this mission and for Uganda. 

God bless you, 

Tara

The Goodness of God

Hello friends! I am so happy to be writing this current update from my new home in UGANDA! I arrived here on April 8th with 2 of my brothers from my home church, Mike and DJ, and let me just tell you, God provided such smooth transitions to get here. It was probably the easiest travel I've ever had, Praise God! We hit the ground running when we got here, trying to get things set up for the house like getting a fridge (which has a small freezer, Praise God for ice!), a safe to keep my documents secure, some solar lights (because the electricity goes out almost daily and for security), and a stove to cook on. We were able to get so much accomplished in such a short time and I'm so thankful for the time and energy my brothers put into getting everything set up for me before they left. This week, since they left, has been just trying to get settled in, get unpacked and making this house my home for the next few years. I've been trying to learn some of the ropes with the market (That's an experience in itself! Bargaining, bartering, fighting off the Mzungu upcharge, it's a task. I'll never take Kroger for granted again!), how to do laundry (No machines here....what would take me an hour to do, these precious ladies do in 20 min...it's a chore!), trying to learn some of their language (while most speak some English, many still do not. I'm learning real quickly my slow southern drawl is making it difficult to put these letters together, but I'm determined to learn the basics!), and just navigating daily life here. It's been a journey, but I'll catch on sooner or later! 

    When Mike and DJ were here we also took a 3 day/2night ministry trip to 2 of the islands that I'll be working with. While the need is so great in Uganda as a whole, the island people are desperate for Jesus and hope in more than this world can offer. There were about 65 people who gave their lives to Christ in the short time we were there, and one of the pastors has reached out to me telling me that approximately 60 more have been born again and lives are changing so much, just in the week since we have been gone. PRAISE GOD!!! You see, not many people travel to the islands for ministry. It's not a super comfortable boat ride, Lake Victoria is huge and many people are scared of the waters, and it takes time to get there. The islands are kind of the misfits of the area. One of my translators told me that many people run to the islands to escape. There's so much twisted theology, so much confusion, so much lost hope, so much demonic presence, and so much opportunity to speak truth. The islands NEED more people to visit and speak truth! This is the area where I'll be starting a pastors course beginning next Monday. I will be leaving for Kembo Island on Monday mornings and returning to Jinja on Tuesday evenings, every week, for the next 8 weeks. We will be focusing on the pastors at this time, teaching correct theology, the basics of following Jesus and leading a church, and we will be doing evangelism and passing out Bibles to new believers in the community. God is already doing amazing things on these 2 islands and I cannot wait to see what other mountains he moves and how He continues to change this area!  

    Also, when Mike and DJ were here we picked up where we left off with the street kids. We talked to them and fed them a meal and were just intentionally present with them. There were 20 street kids at church the week they were here, and this past Sunday there were 27. I can already see God moving in some of these kids, and it's so beautiful. This week I set some pretty strict ground rules with the boys who came to church. In order to earn meals, skill training, and possibly even housing down the road, they have to follow the rules and show me they are willing to obey consistently, not just for a week or 2. Rules, consistency, and accountability are something that these boys lack. They live on the streets, most do some form of drug to numb the hunger and pain, and most are shunned by people in the community, beaten by the cops, and are outcasts who are not given a second chance. But, if God gives us grace and mercy, why can't we do the same for these kids? There are probably about 250 street kids in Jinja alone, but as this ministry grows and they experience the love and grace of God, I have no doubt that one day we will be having a 3rd service at church, because of the amount of street kids who are changing. We may be starting with just a small amount, but honestly that gives me a chance to get to know them, and them a chance to get to know me. Just in this week alone, since Sunday, I have had 10 more boys come to the church looking for me. Some have come for wound care, some have come asking for food, some have come to just meet me, but all are coming because they have hope that someone is here that loves them and will help them. I know that saying "no" will not always be easy, but consistency is key with these boys. I've not had much push back so far because they all talk to one another, and they all can see that I'm staying consistent in my words and actions, but I know there will be a day when I get pushback, and possibly aggressive pushback. I've done some basic first aid with several of the boys this week too. One had a very large infected wound behind his knee from a rusty nail cut, which required antibiotics and 4 days of aggressive wound care. On Sunday when he came to me, he had a fever, swollen hot knee, and drainage from the wound, by Wednesday he was walking normally and no longer had a fever. Praise God! Wednesday I pulled rusty nail fragments out of another one's foot, there are several toothaches, and just simple medical issues. I thank God every day for the experiences and wisdom I have with medical knowledge, because it's allowing me to earn so much trust with these kids. Monday I drove with my sister Mary to the slums where many of the boys stay. While we were walking through, it was a little overwhelming. Many guys were making comments, which I knew were not good, some were following  very closely, and all eyes were on me (let's just say, not many Mzungus-aka white people-go into these areas). But here's a cool story, when I got to the boys whom I had met at church the day before, they were calling me "Auntie Tara" and suddenly I had all the respect in that neighborhood. The ones who were following me, backed off, the ones who were making comments stopped, and I suddenly had high fives and smiles. Thank you Jesus! You see, the thing about street kids is, you give them respect, they give you respect. I know this is a task, a task that I've had many Ugandans tell me is worthless and hopeless. But here's the thing, God is greater and God is working. God wants the small Mzungu from Tennessee to take on this big task because it's not by my power that lives will change, it's by His. I'm so excited to see how even just 1 street kid's life changes because of this ministry and how he will use his testimony of God's grace to help bring so many others to Christ and to change his community! 

    I'm so blessed and excited to be used however God needs to use me here. Will there be hard days, absolutely. Will there be hard situations, absolutely. But God is bigger, God is greater, and God is in control. I am covered by Him and I trust in His guidance and protection as I embark on this journey!

Prayer requests:

-Prayers for wisdom and discernment in beginning the pastoring program next week. Safe travels on the Lake, protection, and guidance for myself and my team

-Prayers for boldness and strength with being consistent with the street kids, even when there's aggressive behaviors or pushback. Wisdom and discernment in the deception and manipulation, and in providing rewards such as meal vouchers and opportunities. 

-Prayers for my sweet friends Thomas and Mary, who have been lifesavers for me! They are the sweetest most kind Ugandans who are helping me to navigate this new life. They go above and beyond to make sure I have what I need and are willing to help me at the drop of a hat. 

-Continued prayers for wisdom and discernment in this journey. Awareness in who to help, when to help, and how to help without hurting. Continued prayers for protection in mind, body, and spirit as I go through this journey. 

I love you and I'm so thankful for the support and prayers that have been sent up for me. I'm so excited to see how God continues to move in Uganda and beyond humbled to be a part of this journey.

Tara

Oh and I now have a new Ugandan name; Suubi. Suubi means "Hope" in Luganda. As I was working with the street kids Sunday, one of the members of the church told me that he wanted to give me a new name. He said as he was watching me talk to and interact with the boys that the Holy Spirit just laid this name on his heart. He told me that the words and actions that the boys got that day put a hope in their eyes that they've not often had. Besides being so grateful for the beautiful story he told, I told him that everything God has done for me has allowed me to simply be the vessel for bringing hope and opportunity to these boys. I'll gladly take this name and I pray that God continues to use me in bringing Hope to this wonderful country.

Available

There's a song that continues to play over and over in my head, one that wrecks me every time I hear it, especially in this season. The song is "Available" by Elevation Worship (of course, I love it even more when Experience Worship sings it!)  If you've never heard the song, I highly suggest giving it a listen, but I've also included some of the lyrics below...

"Narrow as the road may seem
I'll follow where Your spirit leads
Broken as my life may be
I will give You every piece

Here I am with open hands
Counting on Your grace again
Less of me and more of You
Oh, I just wanna see You move

For the one who gave me life

Nothing is a sacrifice
Use me how You want to, God
Have Your throne within my heart

    I hear You call

    I am available
    I say, "Yes, Lord
    I am available"

    Here I am, here I am

    You can have it all
    You can have it all
    Here I am, here I am
    You can have it all
    You can have it all"

Here's the thing about this song, and about those lyrics that cut so deep; being "available", being ready, and being fully surrendered means that even when God's timing and God's plan looks very different than what you imagined, you have to continue trusting and being available for whatever He has planned for you. And let me just tell you, that's pretty hard, actually, way harder some days than others. Being "available", for me, has looked much different in action, then how I imagined it would over the last year. Almost a year ago to the day, in March 2020, I was preparing to leave for Uganda to be a full time missionary, and Covid spun every plan I had right down the toilet. Suddenly in a matter of days I had no job, no car, no flights, no plans....life as I had planned was turned upside down and there was only one place to turn as I had so many emotions overwhelming me. The thing is, MY plans and MY timing were not God's will for those things. How often have we been so upset because our plans fell through or things looked different than we imagined, but then on the other side of things we see how God's hand was always present and His plans were so much better than ours? He's never failed me and He'll never fail you, that's a promise! But here's the thing about that whole situation....I told God I was "available". I told God I would do "whatever He wanted me to do". I told God that "I was His with open hands". So if I was so willing and ready to pick up and go to another country to spread His gospel truth, why would He allow it to all suddenly stop, just 2 weeks before letting me get on that plane? Quickly I learned that the availability I gave Him needed to be used however it fit into HIS will, NOT mine. Quickly I learned that my surrender and open hands couldn't be limited to what was in MY head about this plan and timing for going to minister in Uganda, but yet to be fully available and surrendered I needed to be ready for whatever HE needed me for, and whenever He needed me for it. Now in March of 2021 I can look back on so many amazing things God has used me for even just in this season, and I can see so much fruit from the work that He's done in me this year. I can see so many beautiful blessings that have come from this season of stillness and waiting. It's intensely humbling for sure and I praise God for what he's done and continues to do! Not only has this year allowed me to dig deeper and grow greatly in some amazing relationships, love on some of the sweetest babes week after week, be more involved within my church and community, and be more intentionally present with others, this year has grown me so much closer to God spiritually, in preparation for what's to come. So here’s my question for you (and honestly one I need to continue asking myself) about the availability you've given God...Do you only say you’re available when it’s comfortable and convenient for you? Do you remain available when things get hard and uneasy? Do you seek the Lord when there’s a fork in the road and remain available for His will over your own? Yes, it's hard. Yes, there are times you want to throw in the towel and walk away to take the easy road. But, here's the thing about being available for whatever God wants to use you for: He strengthens you in ways you couldn't imagine. He provides everything you need and more to get to the next fork in the road. He gives you community who surrounds you and prays with you and for you. He carries you when your feet just can't take another step. He is always faithful, always perfect, and always keeps his promises. Lord, your will be done, not mine!

Uganda updates, version 2021: 

    -After a year of unknowns, stillness, and waiting, I finally have a plane ticket booked to head to Uganda!!! I'll be leaving the states on April 7th and I'm so excited! I'll admit, honestly, there's a little bit of controlled excitement happening. I quit my therapy job (that I went back to in September PRN) AGAIN, this past week and it's just a couple of weeks out from departure...which is about the same time frame that things went south last year. But I'm trusting that whatever God has planned, whether it's what I think should happen or not, is so much better than anything I could ever imagine. Your will be done Lord....your will NOT mine! 

    -There is so much more of a desperation and hunger for hope currently in Uganda. Not only did Covid also run its course through their country, but their government closed jobs, schools, markets, transportation, and about any method of income that could be had for an extended time. They closed borders and took away a big part of the economic provision the country ran on. When your country is already struggling with survival and poverty, total shut down is devastation. But there's hope to be taught and hope to be had in the Lord, and I'm expectant in seeing Him work beyond anything I could ever imagine.

    -I will be traveling to Uganda with 2 other people who will be helping me to get stuff set up for the house that I'll be living in and we will absolutely be doing ministry on the islands and unreached areas together before they leave. At this time there's so many unknowns and government rules, post covid shut down, to navigate within Uganda, preventing us from taking a larger team; however, we're hoping soon that will change and we can resume our team trips with Experience Community Church.

    -The mission and vision for our partnership in Uganda hasn't changed. Being able to partner with and serve the people of Uganda has been a tremendous blessing. Not only is it a dream and a vision that God laid on our hearts years ago, but to see the changes that have been made in such a short time has been a beautiful testimony of God’s amazing grace. We are so thankful for the doors God continues to open there and how he uses us as a church for his glory! Our mission and vision in Uganda consists of three main aspects, however is not limited to this alone, as God reveals further needs and direction:

1. Pastoring the pastors-Teaching and training Ugandan pastors with sound theology and accountability. Following Jesus to pastors/they teach church and community

2. Evangelism-Spreading the Gospel to unreached places, helping to create community and accountability, raising up leaders for God’s kingdom growth, distributing Bibles in their native language

3. Street kids ministry-Teaching the street kids about God’s love, mercy, and saving grace, providing meals and community for growth both physically and spiritually, and teaching them how to use the gifts and skills that God has provided them with to be changed and be the change in their communities.

Prayer requests:

    -I pray for wisdom and discernment in what's to come. In the transitions for me, in God's pathways and plans, in navigating this new season in a way that glorifies God alone and removes my own selfish ways.

    -I pray for the hearts and minds of the people I'll be ministering to and living among. I pray that they're open to relationship and discussion. I pray that their eyes are open to see the Lord and their ears are open to hear His word. I pray that they see beyond who I am physically, as a white girl from America, and see something different in the way the Lord lives within me.

    -I pray for total surrender and availability within me. Not my will, but His will be done in all things. Whatever He wants to use me for, I pray for strength and obedience to follow those leadings that the Spirit gives me over fear and hesitation.

    -I pray for protection, both physical and spiritual. I pray for safety with travel for all 3 of us in April. I pray that I'm surrounded by His armor at all times and feel His presence when things get hard. I pray against the schemes of the enemy as God's kingdom grows through this ministry. I pray protection over my house in Uganda, that it's a house of the Lord and no evil can enter. I pray protection over my heart, soul, body, and mind as I venture out into this calling and am exposed to so many different elements. 

    -I pray for my friends and family that I'm leaving. I pray for peace and understanding in their hearts that God is in full control of this mission and He is protecting me and using me no matter what it may look like. I pray for comfort in their hearts in knowing that there will be kingdom growth and glory to God in all things to come. 

God bless you my friends. Thank you for being on this journey with me and thank you for the covering of prayers as I head to Uganda to spread the name of Jesus Christ and all of His glory!

Tara

    

Seasons

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8- "For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven...."
      Almost 3 months have passed since I was supposed to begin a new season in Uganda. Almost 3 months have passed since I quit my job, sold my car, packed up my life. Almost 3 months have passed since our world entered pandemic mode and things changed for all of us as we once knew it. While I have no doubt had my own share of opinions and emotions regarding what's happening in the world around me, I've also had many ups and downs in the season of waiting that I'm in personally. Some days have been amazing and some days have been harder than hard. I've questioned, I've cried, I've been angry, I've been confused, I've been sad. But over and over God gives me grace and allows me to see the good that's happening in the waiting.
     During this time, since quitting my therapy job, I've been babysitting, house-sitting, dog-sitting, doing odds and ends jobs at the church, helping my dad around the farm and trying to find things to do to stay busy. I don't like being still. I don't like sitting and waiting. I'm a doer. I'm an on the go person. But GOD! He needed me to be still for a moment. God has allowed amazing relationships in the waiting. He's allowed me to form deeper, more intimate relationships with amazing friends. He's allowed me to care for some amazing kiddos; teaching them, loving them, and enjoying laughing and playing with them. The sweet excitement they have when they see me melts my heart every single time! He's allowed restoration and healing in relationships. He's provided above and beyond what I could imagine financially, spiritually, emotionally. He's given me peace even on the bad days, and he's continued to remind me of his promises of yes and amen!
    I continue to be led to Ecclesiastes 3 in this season. There is a time. There is a season. I trust in that. This is a season of waiting, of growing in relationship with him and others. This is a season of sowing and seeking. This is a season of mourning and rejoicing. This is a season which he knew about long before any of us ever did, and when this season is over, in his time, my prayer is that we will have all grown closer to him in the waiting.

Uganda updates:
     As of right now, June 19, 2020, Uganda borders (air, sea, and land) are still closed until further notice. No one in or out of the country, other than import truck drivers. The only time the airport has been used is for repatriation flights, which they've had 2 of during this time of lock down. Uganda has just recently began opening things within country after 10 weeks of total lockdown: Public transport at 50% capacity with use of mask. Private transport with personal vehicle with no more than 3 people inside, wearing masks. Some markets and stores have opened, however most people still are unable to work or get the money they need to provide for their families. The effects of the lockdown are more widely devastating than the actual virus in Uganda. They have approx 700 cases, no deaths, and short hospital stays with 100% healing due to the treatment they're using. Yet, the Ugandan president still won't allow reopening of most things. It's also monsoon season over there, which means islands have literally been wiped out, crops are destroyed, and people can't get transport due to flooding. Malaria is rampant due to the standing water, starvation is widespread due to the lack of money and crops to harvest from the flooding. It's heartbreaking. I pray daily for God to heal our world and protect my friends.
    We have been able to do some mission work in the last few weeks by sending money to our Ugandan partners, Thomas and Mary, who have delivered food and basic goods to some of the street kids and to families who have lost everything. Praise God for that! He is still working, even in the middle of this. Glory to God for his provisions, his grace, and his faithfulness.

What's next:
    Honestly, I have no idea what's next. Until the Ugandan president reopens borders I can't get into the country. He's made comments in his speeches that even when he does open borders there will be major restrictions. Who knows what that may be; Limited access? Limit which country residents can enter? Quarantine measures once entering?...there's no way to even begin to guess really. So in this moment, in this season, in this waiting I'm going to continue to serve others here as he's leading me. I'm going to continue seeking him and growing closer to him. I'm going to continue to build relationships and praise him for the moments he's allowed me to have in this season, that I wouldn't have been able to have if I would have left in March.

Prayer requests:
*Be in prayer for our country first and foremost. There is so much negativity going on all around us. We shouldn't fear it, but ask for wisdom and guidance in what to do and how to navigate the situations surrounding us. Our country needs Jesus more than ever. It's a heart issue, and there's a lot of brokenness around us.

*Be in prayer for the ministry in Uganda. Pray that we are able to continue providing support to Thomas and Mary so that they can do outreach and pray that they are protected and kept safe while doing so, as their country has major restrictions and limitations. Pray that those who are ministered to come to know Jesus as their Lord and Savior and turn to him for all things.

*Be in prayer for each other. Lord we need you now more than ever. We need your wisdom, your guidance, your knowledge. Help us Father to put our hope and faith in you and not the world around us. God be with my friends. Help them to be filled with peace and hope in you alone and direct them in a deeper relationship with you.

*Please pray for me as I continue to navigate this season. Prayers for wisdom in where he's leading me and guiding me in this season and obedience to follow those directions. Prayers for continued peace and hope in what's to come. And prayers for endurance to continue this race.


God Bless you my friends!
Thank you for your prayers!

Uganda and COVID

A little background-
At 35 years old, God called me to leave all I have in America, and move across the world to be a full time missionary in Uganda, Africa. He has very clearly revealed to me, over the last couple of years, over and over, that this will be a journey of a MINIMUM of 2 years, but I, in no way, feel like He's told me that is the MAXIMUM amount of time I'll be there. This is something He has been preparing me for my whole life, and even more-so in the last few years. God has stretched me, grown me, taught me, and provided for me in ways that I could never even imagine, and I have no doubt that where He is sending me, is fully His will and His call for my life. When I first felt the nudge of the Spirit to pursue full time missions, my heart was fully in Haiti and fully ready to commit to a life there. However, when I first went to Uganda in April of 2019, within a couple of days of being there, it was made clear that Uganda is where He was leading me. On the exact day that I got back to America from that trip, the final door to Haiti closed, and doors to Uganda began opening wider than any Haiti door ever did. God began putting people in my life who, little did I know, would fuel that fire with prayers and community beyond my wildest dreams, and He opened up so many opportunities for growth in Him. In November of 2019, on my second trip to Uganda, God clearly revealed to me 3 main missions He wanted me to be a part of while I'm living there.
     1. Pastor the pastors/Evangalism- Teach simple, correct, theology to pastors on the islands of Lake Victoria and unreached communities around Uganda. So many pastors in foreign countries like Uganda are swayed by New Age religion, By Faith teaching, and Prosperity Gospel; so teaching TRUTH, providing bibles in their native language, and facilitating pastoral conferences and community groups are much needed for witnessing the spread of the true Gospel to communities and villages that these pastors are teaching.
     2. Street kid ministry- Build relationships with the street kids in weekly and monthly gatherings, while providing food, clean water, and Gospel teaching. There are so many homeless street kids in Jinja who are in survival mode every moment of every day. These young boys are often feared and rejected among their own community. Our hope is to build relationships, grow them into disciples of the Lord, reintegrate them into functioning members of society, and show them love, which they rarely receive.

     3. Evangelism- Spreading the Gospel to unreached places, helping to create community and accountability, raising up leaders for God's kingdom growth, and distributing Bibles in their native language.
      I will also be helping with stocking of a small medical clinic on one of the islands where we have established relationships, and teaching basic medical care for things such as skin infections, wounds, malaria, fevers, basic hygiene skills to prevent spread of infection. I will be working with our partner there to make sure they are providing prayer and teaching to each person who comes for assistance. The clinic owner will be taught how to keep medical records for proof of medication use, for restocking supplies monthly, or as needed.

I have no doubt in my mind that God has opened this door. I have no doubt in my mind that God has called me to Uganda to be His hands and feet. I have no doubt that God has chosen me and prepared me for this and I am all in to whatever He leads me to, no matter what!

March 31, 2020- 
The day that I was supposed to load up my life in a couple of footlockers and a carry on, get on a plane, and move half way around the world to Uganda, Africa. The day that God has so beautifully been preparing me for, to "go" for Him. The day that my calendar stopped being filled with plans with friends, church events, and other obligations in America, because a new chapter was going to be starting in a whole new place, filled with new norms, and new plans. The day that I now sit here with tears filling my eyes because flights are cancelled, countries are shut down, quarantine measures are in place, and COVID-19 has taken over the world in an outbreak that my generation has never experienced. The day that once held joy, excitement, anticipation, expectation, and new beginnings, now holds sadness, isolation, unknowns, and heartache deep down in my soul.

BUT GOD-
I sit here and I pray and ask God, "What do I do now? What do I do here? What do you want me to see in this moment? I know what you specifically told me to do in Uganda, but now I'm still here and I'm numb and I'm lost and I'm confused and I'm hurting, what now?" I'm hurting for my friends who are healthcare workers, on the frontlines. The ones who are tired, worn down, exhausted. The ones who are afraid to kiss their children, hug their families, live in the same room as their spouse. I'm hurting for my friends who are running out of PPE, having to reuse the mask they've worn for days, reuse the gowns which we've always been told are for 1 time use only. I'm hurting for my friends who are picking up patients from their homes, not knowing what they're walking into, what they're being exposed to, what they'll take home to their families. I'm hurting for my friends who have small businesses. The ones who are struggling on a good day to get by, the ones who have literally poured their lives into serving others, having to sit back and watch the numbers book become imbalanced as we're told to stay home and not get out, and as they're told to close business because they're non-essential. I'm hurting for my friends who are the "essential workers"; manning businesses, delivering goods, working crazy hours to stock shelves, clean stores, and provide for America, as America panics and fears this virus. I'm hurting for my friends in Haiti and Uganda who are at the mercy of a corrupt government. The ones who are being told that they can't drive, can't leave home, can't afford to stock up on food like people have done here in America. The ones who are witnessing and experiencing physical violence on the streets, by the government police, for trying to get or sell food for their families. The ones who are now out of jobs due to country shutdown, and can't afford to provide food for their families, their children, or even theirselves. The ones who are rationing what little food they do have just to take the edge off the hunger pains, and pray for survival against starvation while this runs its course. All of this on top of the fear of the unknown of the virus and lack of medical care and closure of public transportation in their countries. I'm hurting for my missionary friends serving in these and other countries. The ones who know God has called them to stay and serve during this pandemic, and now they're questioning what they can do, how they can help, but also having to ask to be filled with wisdom and discernment in keeping safety within their own homes. But most of all, I'm hurting for the friends who don't know Jesus right now, the ones who think they can do this whole situation, alone. As I pray and question in my own heartache and pain of how this virus has personally affected me, I am reminded of the many others who are affected in a multitude of other ways. I mourn the division of countries across the world due to politics, religion, and economics, but I praise God for the beauty that he brings from ashes (Isaiah 61) and I trust that He will sustain us and provide for us globally in the middle of the storm when we lean into HIM and Him alone for answers and guidance (Isaiah 43:1-7; 2 Chronicles 7:13-14). I trust that He is in control, He doesn't give us the spirit of fear and anxiety, but He does promise us that He will always provide just what we need when we need it (Matthew 6:25-34).

Now what-
Now I wait. I wait with expectation for when He allows me to go, when His timing is right, whenever that may be. I wait with anticipation for the day I get to be on the ground in Uganda, spreading the good news of Jesus Christ with those who have never heard. I wait with joy, knowing that He has gone before me and He will never leave or forsake me in any storm, no matter how big or small it seems in the moment. I wait with an undeniable peace of the Lord deep in my soul, even though my heart aches today because I am here, in my room, in Tennessee and not boarding the plane to my new home in Uganda. I KNOW without a shadow of a doubt that God has called me to Uganda. I KNOW without a shadow of a doubt He will open the doors and allow me to go when His timing is right. I KNOW that I have no idea the magnitude of things He is going to use me for while I'm there, but I do KNOW that it's going to be so much more than I could ever imagine. His timing is in the preparation and He already knew this all would happen before we did. I rest in His promises of Yes and Amen, and I trust that He will sustain and protect my friends who are essential in this earthly battle. I trust that He will provide for my friends in other countries, not as blessed with excess as we are here in America. And I trust that when this is all said and done, God's kingdom will have a magnitude of growth and joy abundantly, not only in healed bodies, but in healed souls from people turning to Him and Him alone for comfort in this journey, and for that I praise and rejoice in Him today.

Prayer requests-
* Please pray for our leaders Globally, nationally, locally. Pray for our church leaders, our healthcare and research leaders. Pray for our small business owners, our healthcare staff,  hospitals, and medical clinics. Pray for wisdom and discernment in the decisions they all have to make in this pandemic. Pray for endurance, rest, peace in all they're doing.

*Please pray for other countries such as Haiti and Uganda, and many others, who are affected at a completely different level than we are here in America.  Pray for their governments, for their safety, for their sustainability, their health.

*Please pray for one another. For lost souls to come to know Christ in the middle of this pandemic. Pray for there to be a great revival in Jesus name and for all Christians to be a light in the darkness of this world, regardless of denomination or culture.

And I pray for you, my sweet friends, Deuteronomy 31:6 "Be strong and courageous. Do not fear or be in dread of them, for it is the Lord your God who goes with you. He will not leave you or forsake you."