Several
months back, I can’t even pinpoint an exact time, there were many things in my
life that kept pointing to one word. The
word kept popping up and I wasn’t sure why or what I was supposed to do with
it. The word was “Africa .” For a long time I thought about it and (to be
honest) prayed only a little about it.
But “Africa ” kept coming up and
stirring in my heart. I let it sit there
and simmer for quite a while as I know God wasn’t ready to let me know why He
was bringing it up yet.
In
April of this year our church hosted it’s first “Chosen” Sunday where we
focused on those in need. The priority
was placed on any person in need from our own church family, to the Buffalo community, and to
the entire world. We had people come to
represent the different organizations they worked & volunteered for such as
our local Crisis Nursery, Compassion International, the Buffalo Food Shelf and
Children’s HopeChest. We also heard
testimonies and personal stories from people in our congregation who have been
foster parents, child sponsors, and from others who have adopted children of
their own.
As
I listened to one gal, Karen, talk about her experience with adopting their two
sons from Ethiopia
and also about the organization that she works with, something grabbed hold of
my heart. The impulsive part of me
wanted to jump up and run to the nearest adoption agency and say, “I want to
adopt a child who needs a Daddy & Mommy!
Right now!” But I knew that that
wasn’t God’s plan for us and that I needed to just pray and wait until God let
me know what He wanted me to do. I
started really thinking and praying about the next step God wanted us to take
as a family and I was pretty sure about what it was. I needed to talk to Jeremiah about it and so I
said, “Honey, I’ve been thinking,” to which he replied with, “Uh oh.” I smiled and continued, “What do you think
about adopting?” He just stared at me
blankly until I felt enough time had gone by for him to feel sufficiently
freaked out and said, “Too much? Ok,
well then how about sponsoring a child from Children’s HopeChest in Ethiopia that
Karen was talking about a few Sundays ago?”
Children’s HopeChest (CHC) is an organization that our church has been in
a growing relationship with for the past couple years. Jeremiah was on board right away, and was
probably relieved that I wasn’t serious about adopting.
In
just a couple short days we were the proud sponsor family to Zekir, a little
kindergartener who attends Kind Hearts School
in Ethiopia ,
through CHC. Our children were excited
about “our new buddy Zekir” and were thrilled when we got to go to the store
and pick out gifts to send directly to him via one of the mission teams going
to Ethiopia
a few days later.
Shortly
after all of this I had been praying about what God was doing and what I
was supposed to be doing when out of the blue, at a garage sale, my friend
Julie said, “Do you want to go to Ethiopia with me in November?” I kind of just stood there and all I could
get out was, “Yes. Maybe.”
I
started praying if THIS was what God was leading me towards. I talked with Jeremiah and he was fully on
board if this is what God was asking of me.
I talked with Karen and got my name on the waiting list (waiting list
for a mission trip… what a FABULOUS problem to have!). I just prayed that God would reveal the plan
and let me know how to be obedient. I
was, surprisingly, very patient in waiting for Him to give me the answer and on
June 27th He said, “Go.” And
so here I am, planning to be a part of a mission team to Ethiopia in
November, 2013. While there, we will
work with the children at two of the care-points that CHC has- Kind Hearts
& Trees of Glory Schools. Each of
these care-points serves to educate, feed, clothe, provide medical care and
clean water, and come along side families (if the children have one) in raising
up children in this very poverty stricken region. I will have the privilege of working 3 full
days at each care-point, teaching and loving the children there, and also get
the awesome opportunity to meet Zekir and his family!
From
the time I was in ninth grade and went on my first mission trip, service &
mission projects have had a special place in my heart. It hasn’t always seemed logical or felt like
it was going to work out in the way that I thought it should. But I know that God is bigger than my
plans. Whether it is working in
Ethiopia, the mountains of West Virginia, the hills of Wyoming, the plains of
North Dakota, the inner city in Minneapolis, or in lil’ ol’ Buffalo, God has
called me to care for and love those less fortunate in very real and practical ways.
If
you feel so inclined and have a spare minute or two, would you please pray for
me and the team that will be traveling November 14-25, 2013 to Ethiopia ? Pray that God would be smooshing and
squishing our hearts so that we feel the burden of the kiddos and families we
get to serve over there. Pray for safety
among the team. Pray for all logistical
things to fall directly in line with where they should be. Pray for health and that our tummies can
easily handle the food that will be different to us. Pray for energy, perseverance, and
stamina. Pray for peace for our families
back at home. Pray that God’s Word and
His love would be so evident in all we do that the children and families we are
serving won’t be able to miss it and that they will feel the Love of God deep
within their hearts!
1 comment:
I am so proud of you! You will be Jesus' hands and feet and it will touch your heart as much as you touch their hearts and lives. May God bless and equip you as you prepare, as you go, and when you come back and encourage others to go and to do what they can to help the 'least of these.'
Bless you, Cheryl Michel
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