There's always a thin line! A thin line between enjoying what we have and being reminded that we live in a broken world and that we the privileged ones don't have a duty, don't have a burden necessarily but have the incredible privilege to change other people's lives.
He had this deep sadness around him. He didn't want to go to school anymore. He was just hopeless. No plans. I said to Eric, "Eric if the good news of Jesus is true, and it really brings life, I want to see it in Mungu, because for me it's only good news if it can change the most broken person."
We were all so surprised when we came back together again, and we discovered that all these young people wanted to do was to tell us their story. And we sat for hours and hours listening to their stories of pain and rejection.
The first time I saw her, this little girl was trying to climb over these huge rocks to get our feeding point. This little girl, determination on the face, climbing, and then as she looked up, I saw that naughty look in her eyes, as she started running towards our Care Point.
The masses of children and women that came down to the lake and last two hours to carry heavy burdens of water on their backs are gone. Safely in their huts, getting ready to face the dark night here in Goma.
This gift from Heaven become a refugee in Africa. Through him the message became clear. "No one is excluded! There's Hope for all! His Mercy is bigger than our mess!" What can be a better narrative than this good news?
As we serve in Hands at Work with my husband, there was a time we were going through challenges and trials. We lost hope and, of course, we were receiving encouragement from friends and family.
I have believed, for so long, that God is this God who is constantly judging. Walking around with a clipboard assessing everything I'm doing, to see if I'm worthy of love. I've grown up with God. I've got a family who loves Him and has served Him, but I misunderstood who he was.
What did Jesus mean when he said, "My peace I give you." Does it mean that we will not face hardships anymore? That only smooth and calm Waters lie ahead of us?
I love the fact that when Angels proclaimed the good news, that God brought salvation, they did it in a night. And they did it to the people who needed hope the most. They disregarded the layers of social influence. They went straight to the shepherd boys .
Join us for "illuminate" each Sunday from December 2nd to the 23rd, and again on December 24th.
We'll talk about Hope, Peace, Love, Joy & Birth - All form the perspective of the volunteers at Hands at Work in Africa.
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I want to encourage you to surrender, surrender to Jesus, surrender to his truth, and you will experience contentment. It’s something all of us desperately need.
Sometimes the stories we want to hear the least, are the stories we need to hear the most. Sometimes the stories that disrupt our lives, our comfort zones, our selfishness, our justification and our arguments about why we aren’t already engaged, creates a crisis to us. You see, when we hear them at the most unexpected times, we are vulnerable and defenceless.
All comfort her and encourage her. I thought what about the children or that woman? Who knows? Maybe she was their last parent. Maybe this was the last bit of hope that they still had in this world.
I opened my book where I've got my list of children that we care for who are on my prayer listed. I think of them. I pray for them. And I think that they don't have a grandfather that they can go meet at the airport, even if it's a lie twice a year.
A young girl about 11-years-old and she shared her life's story. And she said it was the first time she had told anybody what was really happening to her. And Jackie could just sit with her and could go so deep. And they were lots of tears and prayer and hugging. And it is just a beautiful end of a day of the intense quality with our children.
I remember it went right back to the late 1990s where I took Josh, my son, then only a few years old, with me onto a rubbish dump every day, where I was feeding an endless line of hungry children.
Yes. We are in a generation where fathers are few and far in between. And we know the saying that one father is better than 100 schoolmasters together. And when you can be a present father for your children, you've accomplished the most amazing thing in your life.
Recently Carolyn and I walked into a hospital and a lady, one of the nursing staff, came, and she stopped in front of us and she called us in our Zulu names. She said to us "Unjani Baba Sipho? Nkosinkazi Zinhle". How are you George? And Mama Zinhle - Carolyn. And we looked at this girl and then we recognized her.
We constantly hear about us and them, rich and poor, white and black, male and female. It's enough to make us despondent.
We are truly part of a good story. We understand the beauty of the truth that we are part of a ministry of reconciliation, we live to bring reconciliation, to build bridges, to reach out, to be generous, to give freely.