Oh the little ones. Ok this will sound bad at first but bear with a ninja. Upon coming on the race I found no excitement, want, need, or desire to visit an orphanage. Not for any reason particularly I just didn’t feel called to that area. Maybe I kept thinking it would be like the movie Bebe’s Kids, or maybe because when I see little people I think of my precious Hailey back at home. Not really the case but I don’t know. Last Sunday the 10th after Church service at Christian Renewal Church our home base Christ center, the idea of visiting an orphanage came up and for whatever reason I was like yeah Ill go hang out with some little people. So Justin and I and three other girls working here at the Lightforce compound headed out to the said Orphanage. The girls had been planning to visit for a while but their schedule hadn’t let them, so they had presents and everything ready. I was getting excited; I just began thinking of the love that could be shared. Flashbacks to when I used to get presents and how happy I was crossed my mind. My heart smiled. And off we went walking down the busy streets of Lira. The dirt road was agitated with so many bear feet, bikes and over packed vehicles. We got to take back roads and shortcuts, and this made me all the more energized. The closer we got I found myself asking, “Are we there yet, are we there yet?” with excitement. Catherine the leader of our pack led us till we arrived. The moment of truth was here, we waited underneath a tree as instructed until about seven kids ran out, they were between the ages of 13-17. Their names are: Winnie, Stella, Mystiqua, Sam, David, Joseph, Jimmy. This was all the kids there. It was Uganda’s independence day and so many of the kids were with nearby distant relatives. Aunts, Uncles, and Grandparents that couldn’t take them in. But that was all extra details, I was there, excited and ready to love on Bebe’s Kids. We talked for a bit and just hung out. Justin brought his Eukalayly and we jammed out. Catherine called me out mid song and said Daniel is there anything that you want to share with them. Uhh yeah everything that I have, and that everything is Christ. And so I fell into my rhythm and began sharing with them my story and faith. The time passed too quickly as we just rejoiced with each other we began to say our goodbyes. “Will you come back to see us?” “If you don’t, will you pray for us?” OMG.
If this wasn’t bad enough as we were leaving we had forgotten that we had gifts. I was as excited for them cause I too didn’t know what was in the bags. When I saw the joy in their eyes I was so happy in the lord. They were stoked that they were getting pencils, map colors, stickers, and balloons. Oh the small things.
Through the following week I prayed for my new friends, I prayed for their health, sponsorships happiness, and faith in Christ. I didn’t have to pray about revisiting, it was already in the works. After the next Sunday service Justin, Catherine, and Jenny Rose our new WR friend revisited the orphanage. Again I was stoked, this time I had prayed into our visit, there would be mas ninos, and the day had just gone well. When we showed up the kids were in a large circle and were having a small fellowship. After a new introduction and small talk I was able to talk to them. In my heart I felt like sharing about Joseph the Dreamer with them. The message would be that when God is with us we can overcome everything. And we really just radiate when Christ lives in us. The talk went so well, and I left the story open for another visit. The message was well taken. After our fellowship the boys turned it to the futbol field, while the girls jumped rope. It was so peaceful and rewarding just playing with them. It was like the activities were a continuation of what we were preaching. Love was in the air. We played for about an hour, I didn’t want to leave but the sun was dying and the rain was coming. We said our goodbyes and prayed, and we left. That visit is not going to be the last for shizzle. All I know is that God led me into something I wasn’t wild about and made me wild about Bebe’s Kids. More to come, Praise be to God
