The Mission Field-Uganda Is Calling!

So, what do I know about Uganda? Not much. When I was young my Great Grandfather gave me an African sculpture. I think is from the Masai tribe but I don't know very many details except he was connected to missionaries in Tanzania.

Ever since I was a young girl I had a fascination and calling to the mission field. At times I wonder if it could be a result of Grandpa's prayers for his children and grandchildren.

One of my memories is of when I was about nine and I was standing in the foyer of the Nazarene Church. There was a missionary and they had posters and a slide presentation. I was drawn to the display almost as if I was in a trance. I couldn't shake it, my heart melted for these people.

For the past two years Manny and I have been supporting the Watoto Ministries. We both felt a need to provide for the people of Uganda.

As the years have gone by I have had this hidden desire to go to the mission field. It is something that I can't not deny, it is a part of who God created me to be.

In fact, it was on a mission trip that I fell in love with Manny and he with me.

For the last two years I have been talking about raising funds for a well for the children in Africa. It has been my heart's desire to have the preschool sow into the lives of children less fortunate than themselves.

This morning in Church Pastor Bill announced he was going to Uganda and asked if anyone wanted to go. My heart leaped in my chest, and I looked over at Manny and said "I want to go." It wasn't really I want to go, it was more like I have to go. So for the rest of the day that is all I could think about.

So, now I lay it before the Lord and ask for direction. I made my list and I am seriously going to figure out what direction God has for me.

I have a vision for the Preschool to focus on a missions project each year. So far, we have been able to give shoes to Haiti, a love offering to Japan and many local causes.

Now I pray we can build a well or do something for the children of Uganda. My heart is consumed with this thought and I know it is from the Lord.

Now, I need to step back and breathe....