Goodbye St. Ameria and Uganda

I said goodbye to the children of St. Ameria. It was a good day though. There was a lot of happiness and joy, dancing and song. I was reminded more than even about why I came here. It was all for these little people. Their character development, care, and provision. They are made in the image of God and carry His beauty. They are broken and pained, yet continue to carry on and will make an impact on this world—for the time they were placed on it and long after they have left. They are distant to the mind of society, but remain close to the heart of God.

I am excited that I was able to get the information together for the sponsorship packets and have a better idea of how to go about the whole process. I was frustrated and overwhelmed how communication was difficult, but found that at the end, it all came together. No matter what the cultural or language barriers that exists. Edith’s heart beats and breaks for these children.

But now I am left with about 200 stories… stories that I am nervous to read. I am afraid of what I will find. My heart will break, no doubt. I heard the story of a girl today and what overwhelmed by it alone. I can’t imagine what the other 199 stories have to say. 200 pages of brokenness, yet hope. I find beauty in the paradox. Beauty in the fact that these children are wonderfully made for a specific purpose and can fully live that out. Bright lights in the world around them despite the pain they have had so far.

God, finish what you have started in the lives of these ones.