God's Little Angels... a God story

The major lesson God is daily teaching me is that He is in control and my focus is to trust. By this age, you would think it would come easier.... Guess I'm a very slow learner. What energizes me are stories and experiences where I know the "happening" is a God story. Sooooo here is another "God happening".
Last Friday I received an email from a friend. She and her friend had sewn 49 receiving blankets for the team to take to Malawi. Could I please come pick them up? Absolutely!
There is something beautiful about when people are obedient to the promptings of the Holy Spirit. It is not only the widows,orphans and vulnerable children that are blessed by these blankets but also the pastors who run the programs and the giver of the blankets. Pastor Kelvin of Kawale always says: " May God double your blessings." I pray this will be true for God's angels who sewed and gave the receiving blankets.

Wisdom

Wisdom is one of the reasons I return to Malawi. His mom is not well. He is one of the happiest children I know; his laughter still rings in my ears. I met him in 2008 and again in 2010. He stole the heart of most women on our team. He has AIDS and my prayer is that he will learn to know Jesus. He goes to a public school, where the class size is often 100 children; resulting in slow academic progress. I pray I will be able to connect again this summer.

Someone asked me yesterday....

Why do I return to Malawi? What is the purpose? What am I anticipating on my return? I was sitting and perusing the pictures from the last few trips and realize the most heartwarming sight is the joy I see on the orphans and widows faces when they see me again. They quickly retrieve the scrapbook we've made for them and remember... When I consider that every year, someone has died shortly after our return to Canada and think of all the widows and children who may not have a personal relationship with Jesus... my heart aches and I want to share the love of Jesus with them. As a mother and adopted grandmother I see the children running around in tattered and torn clothing and think... would I not want someone to care enough to help if I was in their shoes? So, we teach the widows skills and support small IGA's (income generating activities) like soap, donut and candle making, tailoring, selling sugar cane or other products. This enables the widows feed their children, put a roof over their heads and pay the $2. yearly school fee.

My dream would be to bring youth, families, trades people yearly to encourage, build relationship, and be the hands and feet of Jesus. We have soooooo much. How can we not????

This is why I feel compelled to return.

Here we Go Again....

Just when it seemed there was no interest in Malawi this summer, my devotional was this:

" One of the barriers to becoming a woman who makes a difference is simply this: we don't want to. In many ways, we would like to stay blind and small, like baby mice. We don't realize how fulfilling , how thrilling, being a difference maker can be. Jesus invites us to be people who see and then act. When we do so our very desires are changed. "

" I once was blind, but now I see," proclaims the old hymn. What was it that miraculously gave us vision? Grace." writes Keri Wyatt Kent in Simple Compassion.

In the next few days came several inquiries about the team and whether there was still room. As of today, we are a team of 6. God is amazing. And faithful. This is His mandate for me. I've been gloriously ruined for the HIV/AIDS affected and infected orphans, widows and vulnerable children of Lilongwe,Malawi. My heartbeat is to share God's generous love that carries me each day; so they too can believe and know His amazing love.