Child of a King

Eyes as wide as saucers, that is what I noticed about this sweet boy the first time I met him. The language barrier was somehow bridged by his gentle spirit and his wide-eyed smile. This sweet young boy had been abandoned by his mother recently when she and her new husband moved to a new town and left him behind. A neighbour brought him to the gates of Eagles Wings Children’s Village and that is where I met him.

There are many things I don’t understand about this foreign land that has become my home. As I struggle to make sense of this new life around me, I am reminded that in every corner of the earth we all live with deep and broken places among us. 

I once heard a man who works with victims of sex trafficking in Cambodia say that even the very best trauma recovery and rehabilitation programs can at best cobble together a life that is functional. But only the redeeming love of Jesus can take a life full of brokenness and make it whole. Only He can restore Joy and Love in a life that has been broken and battered.  Because His wounds heal ours, His love erases shame, and reminds us we are children of a King. We hold incredible worth.

And so as I look at this precious boy, I see in him hope and a chance at new life. His excitement at learning to read, his streaming tears of joy at spending his very first Christmas morning with present under the tree, they remind me not to overlook the simple pleasures I so often take for granted. Perhaps as he grows and begins to understand his story a bit more he may have to cling onto that redeeming love, to cling hard and to believe that he has been chosen as the son of a King. To be made whole and to take hold of this new life he’s been given and to remember his identity and sense of self is made new at the foot of the cross.

One thing that excites me so much is seeing  the older children becoming leaders and building into the lives of others.

Learning to Read and Write

The reality of not enough

"Jjaja, these children, they are saying their mother left them four days ago and they do not know when she will be back. They have not eaten since then."

The oldest of these children was perhaps 11, the youngest just learning to walk. All I could think of was that I thought I was used to this by now, seeing the reality of people who have not enough. Clearly I am not, and maybe that is not such a bad thing. And I started to wonder what kind of mother could leave her 5 small children all by themselves for the better part of a week. But just as the thought entered my mind, I quickly realized that I don't know what it means to go hungry. Not even a little bit. And my feet are just leaving the starting blocks of starting a long term journey in a foreign culture I don't fully understand. I have been reminded more than a few times these past few weeks that this process is going to take more patience, understanding, and grace, than I alone posses. It is going to be difficult, but I am frequently reminded that the things in life that are worth fighting for are rarely easy. I stand here and I want to become a student of paradox, learning to embrace both the joy and the challenge.

I have been reminded in some small ways these past few days of how this foreign land is becoming home. I walk along the red dirt path and I hear a course of excited voices calling out "Auntie, how are you?"  We assemble in one room and they announce I am here to stay, at least for a few years, and the room erupts in applause, cheering, and screaming.

A young man comes up to me and says "Auntie, now we will see you lots. I am very happy because I know that you love us."

I don't know what kind of challenge the coming months or years may hold. Perhaps that is a good thing. But I know as I walk this journey, I am loved. And for now, that is enough.

Life in the Village is not easy for many of the children

Have you ever seen anyone so excited to get a bag of flour for Christmas?

A piece of candy is a precious gift

These boys were super excited about their toothbrushes

Monthly Newsletter

In addition to updating my blog from Uganda, I'll be sending out a monthly newsletters which will contain updates about the work I'm doing with Engineering Ministries International as well as personal updates.  The blog will probably be reserved for my theological ponderings and stories that are too long to include in the newsletter.

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Somewhere along the broken road. . .

As I have walked through life these past few weeks, maybe even these past few months, it seems I have felt more deeply the rough and jagged edges of this broken world, of my broken soul. At every turn I am reminded that each of us hold our own cracked and broken pieces and so often all that brokenness gets lived unspoken. But what would happen if somehow I allowed my shattered pieces to flow right on into yours and we found healing in each other's broken places? I am starting to learn that until we realize the depth of our own brokenness there can be no way forward.

Perhaps I become more reflective as I stand on the cusp of a major transition. As I gaze into the heavens and ask Him to take away my unbelief.  That all these big and scary things that I need to leave in His arms, I tell Him I want to believe He is bigger than all of this. That as I stand on the edge of doing this hard and holy thing, I tell Him I want to believe He’s writing this story. Because I know He is, but I can’t see past the here and now and that is more than a little scary. That as I plan to head across the oceans and live in the middle of the hard and messy reality of cross-cultural servanthood; that I would be able to hold out these broken parts of me and that the beautiful souls I will meet will somehow take those and find some kind of healing for their own bruised and battered souls. Lord, let them teach me, teach me to love and live and rejoice in the middle of a hard and angry world. May I give them a piece of my broken heart and my broken soul, and may they find in it thanksgiving and abundance. As I go through this difficult business of transitioning to so many things new, new country, new office, new culture, new life, may they find in me joy and hope even when I can’t see it in myself, in the days that are harder than I know what to do with, in the days when I just want to get on an airplane and come home, may those around me see the light of His love. Because I know that God doesn’t need to use us, the hard and stubborn humans that we are, but He rejoices in doing so. He takes our broken places and makes beauty rise. And is that something that any of us can even comprehend? He walks with us through the painful and difficult places, and perhaps through that, He gives someone else just a small picture of who He is.

Most of us, we don’t want to be bent up, rusted, we would rather be shiny, monolithic, and untainted. But the reality is that we all live with this human condition, broken souls in a bruised and angry world. As deep calls to deep, let us offer up and give away pieces of our broken heart. Let us learn to live content in a world of paradox, joy and pain, love and hurt, let us join hands and do this together. 

There was a day in India when I was trying to test the saturation capacity of the soil. I had 2 young helpers who kept wanting to hold my hands as I tried to dig holes and do tests. I stopped for a few minutes and held out my palm. One little girl placed her hand on mine, and I asked her friend if she wanted to do the same. In that moment they offered me a piece of their broken pasts along with hope for their bright futures.

A Journey of A Thousand Miles Begins With a Single Step

I'm moving to Uganda!  Those very words fill me with excitement, anticipation, trepidation, and an overwhelming sense that I am in way over my head, but not over God's.  As I stand at the crux of a new phase of life, I will need people to join in and support me in a variety of ways as I begin this new journey.  

I used to think that God didn’t use ordinary people. Or that if He did, it was only for ordinary things. I have learned over the years that God can and does use ordinary people in extraordinary ways right in the middle of their everyday mundane. I learned to find peace in this. To see Him working in myself and others as I sat at my desk or walked down my street and said hello to neighbours. In and through this I have also learned that sometimes God asks us to leave our comfort zones.

In 2009 I went to Haiti on my first project with Engineering Ministries International (eMi). God began to slowly change my heart and open my eyes to the ways He could use my skills as a water and sanitation engineer to help others and make the world a little bit better. Eleven projects later I stand amazed at how much I have learned and how much I have yet to learn. I have felt the Lord calling me to make this fulltime for the last few years and I have reached a point of willingness and surrender. I have seen and I really believe in the importance of the work eMi does. Now is the time, and I am in the process of joining staff as a civil engineer at the eMi Uganda office for a three year commitment.  

A 3D Rendering for a Primary School Campus I helped design in Uganda

And as I ponder and contemplate the enormity of this God sized endeavour I stand with arms high and heart abandoned and a newfound reliance on God. This process and the paradox of this major life change has reminded me of the importance of prayer. On waiting and relying on the Father. Would you commit to pray? Not just once, but regularly as I prepare to leave Canada and as I live in Uganda for the next few years. Up until this point, I have self-funded all my eMi projects. Although it sometimes took careful planning ahead, self-funding my projects gave me a sense of independence.  Now I stand at a cross roads as God asks me to humbly ask His people to become part of this journey and help make this work possible. I will be employed with eMi as a support based missionary which means I need people who believe in the work I'll be doing to financially support my living expenses.  That may sound like a crazy notion, it does to me too, but it allows the eMi budget to remain focused on the work they are doing rather than paying staff salaries, and it provides an opportunity for the people who love me to invest in the ministry I'll be doing in Uganda. God is showing me how to see and believe that sacrifice stuns in all its costly loveliness. Would you consider using this as an opportunity to invest in the Lord’s ministry by partnering financially? Donations are tax deductible. If you are considering becoming a financial partner, please consider joining as soon as possible rather than waiting until I leave, as I need to have start-up costs for training and set up in Uganda raised as well as my monthly budget committed before I can leave to start this mission. Donations given between now and the time I leave (hopefully by the end of the year) will go into my start up fund and help make sure I don't have to delay my departure. 

Prayer Requests

·     Courage –As I say goodbye to my life in Canada and follow God’s leading into a journey that is bigger than myself and   beyond what I can do on my own.

·      Wisdom- As I live cross culturally and practice engineering in a much different context.

·       Peace- As I begin a new life in another part of the world.

Partner in the journey

If you would like to partner financially you can do so with a monthly or one time tax deductible donation in one of three ways.

·  By direct deposit monthly by filling out this form, writing my name in section 2 and mailing it to the address on the form.

· By credit card donation online at http://emicanada.org/donate.shtml For monthly donations, scroll down to Donate Monthly. For one time donations, click on the Donate button, and enter my name in the purpose field.

·  By sending a cheque made out to EMI Canada, along with this pledge form with my name written in the space for "volunteer name".
    If you are in the US Click Here and select Staff and then my name.

EMI from Halle Project on Vimeo.

A Video of one of my projects