"In everything I did, I showed you that by this kind of hard work we must help the weak, remembering the words the Lord Jesus himself said: 'It is more blessed to give than to receive.'
Acts 20:35
God knew what He was doing much more than us when he sent
Amanda & I to Uganda to help give the families of a rural village a chance
at self-sustainability. Our hearts have longed to help these people in such a
way that they learn a skill, something long-term that will provide income for
their families. You see, income in the “bush” is rare. There are not many jobs
being offered other than working in a garden growing crops aka “digging.” It
involves long days, back pain, hard work, and little money—about $1 per day.
So last week during our Monday and Thursday gatherings with
the women in the village we announced this upcoming opportunity, which was
learning a new skill and being a part of a special project. Without yet knowing
a payout is involved the response was overwhelming. Grandmothers, mothers, and
daughters joyfully started shouting Amen and yelling catcalls with gigantic
smiles on their faces. To them, this meant a chance… a chance at learning
something new, a chance at getting their minds off their daily struggles, a
chance at providing for their family, a chance at getting their children in
school, a chance at not having to worry if there would be any dinner to be
cooked on the open fire each night.
Thanks to our supporters we have been purchasing the
necessary materials the last few weeks in order to make this first
sustainability project happen. It’s a crazy thought but the majority of jewelry
here is made from paper beads, which consist of paper rolled up tightly in a
very skilled way. In order to get the specific size of paper strips needed we
spent hours cutting this special kind of paper in exact dimensions on paper
cutters.
After recruiting one of our Sozo house mothers, Maama
Maggie, to join us we did our normal 35 minute bumpy drive down the red dirt
roads into Ngongolo Village. But this time something was different. I was reminded
how we got here to this point. Since January we had longed to get to this step
with the women’s ministry. We knew we needed to ease into it and be assured the
women were coming for the right reasons, not to receive gifts from us
“mzungus”. Every bump we bounced I was reminded of how much we left at home-
our jobs, houses, families, friends, best friends’ weddings & baby births,
and so much more. But as strange as it may sound it now does not seem to hurt
as bad to have left these for what is now at our fingertips. A chance to help
the forgotten, the unloved, the poorest of the poor…just to make a difference,
an impact for these women we have loved dearly for years. This is what has
weighed so heavily on our hearts for more than a year. The time is here.
Yesterday Maama Maggie, being her perfectionist self, slowly taught the 112 women who came for training. What a site! There has never been such chitter chatter amongst the ladies. The ladies came energized- hyper in way like I have never seen them. They were excited, they were thankful, they were ready to soak in some knowledge! Maggie showed them each step of how to roll a bead. It was much like a kindergarten class with women everywhere reaching out their hand filled with beads they had rolled to get Maggie’s approval. It was chaos in the best way- a beautiful mess. She thoroughly examined the beads giving pointers for continued improvement or in some cases giving her disapproval with an explanation.
Yesterday Maama Maggie, being her perfectionist self, slowly taught the 112 women who came for training. What a site! There has never been such chitter chatter amongst the ladies. The ladies came energized- hyper in way like I have never seen them. They were excited, they were thankful, they were ready to soak in some knowledge! Maggie showed them each step of how to roll a bead. It was much like a kindergarten class with women everywhere reaching out their hand filled with beads they had rolled to get Maggie’s approval. It was chaos in the best way- a beautiful mess. She thoroughly examined the beads giving pointers for continued improvement or in some cases giving her disapproval with an explanation.
Thursday is another day of training and on Monday the
project will be in full bloom. We are anxious but at the same time confident in
these women. Next week we will share with them that the bracelets/necklaces
they are making (over the next month) will be sold to our American friends/families
and in turn these ladies will be paid for their hard work. When the time comes
for this announcement I will be sure to have my earplugs in because there is
sure to be much hootin and hollerin!!!
To many the pictures may look like nothing special. But for us it was everything. Everything we had longed for…for over a year. We certainly didn’t know how things would play out with this ministry we came to Uganda to start. We didn’t know their language, we didn’t know their situation, we didn’t know their interest, we didn’t know how or when. We just knew this was the call placed on our lives and that it had to happen.
Because of the generous donations from special supporters
over the last 6 months the hearts of 112 women are happy this week. You are
providing an opportunity for a group of poor, like you have never seen, that is
lighting up their faces, their children’s faces, and especially their futures. This
skill they have learned will empower the women of Ngongolo Village to generate
a profit of their own to support their families. So there will never be enough
thank yous or enough pictures to show you the impact you are making across the
world.
Continue to be with us in prayer for endurance as this 5th and final (for now) month approaches, wisdom as we continue to lead spiritually, discernment as we share with the women the financial incentive, and unity as we come together as 112 sisters in Christ to make a dream come true.
Made for MORE,
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