As they’ve developed their community’s resources, God has healed their material poverty. In both communities we have empowered one another to pull ourselves out of our poverty.
The giant smiles and enthusiastic embraces signified so much more than people happy to see one another; it was evidence of the power of relationship, investments of the heart made over the last several years.
I certainly was not prepared to be pursued as a solution to their desperation, mostly because I knew I wasn’t the solution. I was grossly uncomfortable with the thought that anyone might think I actually was.
The story she shared with us was no light matter; we were all in tears. Abneezer’s mother and sister are ill, and they cannot afford the necessary medical care, nor is there easy access to it.
Hope is why we, as God’s people, serve. It’s why we, at Children’s HopeChest, go. Not to meet physical needs and leave, never to return again. We go to build relationship.
It was the smile in their eyes contrasted with the extreme conditions where they sat crouched, gripping babies. I was drawn to want to know the story of women in Ethiopia who make painful and difficult decisions about survival every day.
Point Community Church and the people of Kaberamadio, Uganda have become a family. A family brought together because of His love, sharing in His provision and finding belonging, beauty, and hope in His promise.
I’ve sponsored the same child through Children’s HopeChest for almost seven years. He’ll be a grown man in a few more. Literally, I have watched him grow up through pictures from the other side of the world.
