I now live in Uganda. I was shocked to get on Facebook and Twitter and see all things Kony. Shocked because I am here and it has been a long time since I have heard of this man from my friends. As I watched the video this evening I had an extra little pair of eyes watching it with me, a 7 year old from our Babies home. Her eyes were glued to the screen. As my eyes wondered from the story on the screen to the sweet girl next to me, it became real. This child, born and raised in Uganda, an orphan could have been one of the 30,000. I know how much I love the children God has entrusted to us and the video made my heart literally hurt to think there are so many children and families whose lives have been marked by Kony and his war. I have known of Invisible Children since I was in college when they would come and hold awareness campaigns on our campus but I never attended one. I had heard of what was going on and knew of the children being abducted but it is so easy not to let the information and statistics resonate within you. I have always thought; I am so glad that other people are taking a stand and changing their day to day life to reflect a passion that has been ignited in their hearts.  Today I am still amazed and humbled that He has awakened my eyes to the country and people of Uganda. And today I laughed with one of my friends who prepares meals for me with the most gracious spirit who bears scars of this terror. She has a name and she is my friend. I have realized that I probably have many more friends who have been affected by the LRA in some way but who cannot bear to talk about it because they have done everything to forget.  Yet He makes all things new…. I am so encouraged along with my Ugandan friends that the world would fight for their wreckage and I truly do believe that it is a powerful and necessary stand. But I can’t help but wonder, what if this awareness was about the Restoration and Redemption that Jesus has for these 30,000 children in addition to the families that have been robbed of freedom and life that this world has to offer. What if every Christian was as passionate about the TRUTH that he has given us to set the captives free, to bring hope, and the assurance He has not forgotten them. What would happen if we loved his Name and all that He is that we started a movement that reached every country and government? I know that there are many who are pursuing their passions and making His name famous all around the world…missionaries everywhere, even in America. But have we shaken the world like this message that is beyond broad casted over every social media?  IT’S NOT OVER….THE WAR IS NOT OVER….WE WILL NOT STOP…. “And the Good News about the Kingdom will be preached throughout the whole world, so that all nations will hear it; and then finally, the end will come.” Mt. 24:13 This war is not over. He is still fighting on our behalf. Pursuing His people, of every nation and tribe. We still have to fight…we cannot stop. Turn our eyes from ourselves and realize that when we stand before the Lord this will be the ONLY thing that matters. Oh how we have been feasting on the fleeting things of this world.  Let’s be encouraged to stand in the gap for our brothers and sisters in Christ and to love our enemies. His grace is for everyone…let that sink in.  But I challenge you, bring your own awakening. Get out of your comfort zone. Our time is nearing, what will you be doing? 

Kony 2012 Campaign..Watch here

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“My heart melts at the love of Jesus, my brother, bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh, married to me, dead for me, risen for me; He is mine and I am His. I am never so much mine as when I am his, or so much lost to myself until lost in Him…”

When I see Marvin, these are the words that come from my heart, this is the praise, this is the God I serve an love. 

Marvin is His and Jesus is Marvin’s. Every time I held Marvin, looked into eyes, I asked Him to heal him. We desired to to see Marvin walk, talk and laugh. Today his eyes dance with joy. His laughter brings my own heart healing and increases my faith. 

Thank you Father. 

The words haven’t come yet for me to adequately blog just yet, so for tonight I will tell this story…

One of my last post before I left Uganda was one that broke my heart and followed me back to the States. My friends and I had travelled to the village Palisa to deliver food because their village was in a serious drought. When I walked into the church a mother handed me here child which was swaddled in a blanket and I was able to cradle him like a baby. He was 5 years old at the time. He was severely malnourished. The story the mother gave me was that he was not able to eat much and when he was a baby it took 5 hours for him to normally breath. He also did not cry as an infant. I left that day with a love for this child, a desire to see him have life and life to the fullest. We sent money back to the pastor of the church so that they could afford to feed him and see a doctor. 

My first day back in Uganda, I returned to Palisa. What a sweet gift the Lord gave me to return back and see once again, He is the sustainer of life. Eric should not be here, but God is sustaining him. He has gained some weight and seems to be improving. 

The thing that moved me the most was this: I was able to go home back to the States and enjoy life and all the blessings the Lord has bestowed upon me. I sat in a hospital with no fear that my precious granddad was getting the best care. I went back to life, my life, even though it was different I still was able to adapt quickly. 

Here life went on as well, Eric has only gained just a few pounds. He is not walking, talking or running around with other 5 year olds in his community. He is asperating water when he drinks. Only Jesus is holding this precious boy’s life.

I was so quick to get back to life and forget…

Here I am back at home. May He give me the strength.

Today do not be quick to forget that there are children like Eric all over this world, maybe even in your world that need us to remember.