I’m the sort of girl who knows when to ask for help. Pride won’t steal my precious time. I admit I can’t solve computer problems on my own because I’m not from the generation that learned to use the computer before learning how to spell my name. So off I traipsed to the Apple store to grapple with photos not streaming from my phone to my computer. I actually had to use a cord to get photos to my computer and that’s just not right. (arh arh)
While explaining my problem to the technician I opened up the photo files on my computer. She explained I forgot to switch on my phone wifi after riding an airplane and that was my hitch. Before I knew it photos from Uganda were filling the screen. What was the first photo to appear? A photo of a Ugandan boy’s private parts! He is a small boy who needs an operation. He has been recommended to receive our medical scholarship.
Oh, there I was without words. “Oh…my…uh…then I gushed rapid fire….that’s a little child in Africa who needs medical care and we provide the help…I’m so sorry. I hope you don’t think…” She laughed and waved me off, don’t worry about it I’ve seen much worse in people’s photo files. (she began to tell me a shocking story I can’t repeat.)
I shuddered and tried to drain the deep red from my face. We both slouched into a fit of giggles over it. I waggled my finger up to the heavens and thought, “you’re the funniest.” That’s my God always giving me a reason to laugh.
This young boy featured in my embarrassing moment may become eligible for medical assistance from Kirabo Seeds. We are collecting more information. A suffering child and a desperate mother clinging to her faith and hope in God takes my breath away. There’s so much need in this world. I’m thankful God answered my prayers and put me in a position to connect people who want to help with those who need the help. I might be the person the Mama sees delivering the help, but God uses Irene who works at the medical center to alert me of the need. God uses people with compassion in their hearts that financially sacrifice to help children with needs. The money passes through me and I might have the honor to look into the eyes of a healed child but there’s not one thought in my head suggesting I had anything to do with causing the miracle of healing. The main reason I seek out the mother is so she will know it is God who makes these things come together. At Kirabo Seeds children’s home, the staff work tirelessly to parent seventeen children. They are the heroes God is using to make an impact in Uganda.
In fact I can become indignant when people try to give me praise. My ready answer is “don’t thank me, thank God.” And I mean it. I’m not saying it doesn’t feel really good to get my hands into this work and feel it in my marrow. It makes me float and grounds me all at once. I’m not sure what I would be doing with my soul if God hadn’t given me this meaningful work to do for him. I’m afraid to consider the ways I would misuse my talents and resources.
I believe there are more people who feel this way than those who don’t. I believe most people are hoping to find work that “makes a difference in the world”. The actual cliché answer to that quest is, “you don’t have to go open an orphanage in Africa, you can find ways to help close to home.” Many of the passionate responders to our organization are people 18-23. They are at the edge of their adult life and they are big believers, optimists, and doers of good for others. They have more energy, passion, and talent than they’ve got money so they are all hands and big smiles. They want to make a difference. (I love them so much. I just got a big box of used children’s bibles from a group like that!)
Let me share an example of what a difference has been made in our children at Kirabo Seeds. The children are on holiday from their second term of the three for this year. When they began school with us three years ago they were, honestly, terrible students. We employed Kiah to tutor them full time and teach them how to love learning, and how to be good students and responsible for their school work. These kids try hard and it’s easier for some than for others. But all of them have made incredible advancements. I have been informed after the interviews between Kiah and the teachers at the local school that our kids are the examples of excellence. They are respectful, well behaved, diligent, helpful and honest. The head boy of the whole school is Peter! The head girl of the school is Angela! They are called prefects, from the English system, and it is a high honor.
Over three years ago, God directed our team to their jjajjas on the day we sought children for our program and they were skinny, sick and scared of everything. We signed them up to join Kirabo Seeds only knowing they had lost both their parents. God brought all the loving supportive sponsors to provide for their physical needs. We have collected four wall size cases of books to help them love learning to read. We send them to a good school. They have excellent nutrition and medical care when they are sick. They get counseling to help sort out emotional fluctuations that come with the traumas they have overcome. They receive bible teaching every night before dinner. We throw in computer and music lessons just for fun. God has a great plan for each of these children in our home and I can only hope they will be a force of dramatic change in the Ugandan society.
I hope honesty becomes as epidemic as malaria. I hope integrity breeds like our rabbits. I hope God’s living word flows through their hearts to their hands and reaches every last child growing up in their country. That’s why I’m here. I’m trying to steer this thing in the way God shows me to go. I’m no fool. I know I can’t do this with my own strength, but if it is what God wants accomplished, there’s nothing stopping me.
N O T H I N G. (and some of you know we’ve been nose to nose with the dark side and we’ve had many good reasons to quit) Not even a minor computer problem will prevent me from getting the work accomplished. As I said in the beginning I’m good at asking for help.
So I’m asking you to consider if you are seeking meaningful work in your life. Do you want to help us support these kids and help others without hope find their lives transformed? Think about it. Reach out to me. I’m eager to plug people into their right fit so they too can feel the joy that comes from what is happening at Kirabo Seeds.