Friday, March 30, 2012

Social Studies or Sunday School

Dear Social Studies Ladies,

Yes, that is how I think of you. You are the Social Studies ladies. Mom tells me she’s meeting the “ss ladies” and the closest I come to a quick reference is Social Studies. I chuckle at my inability to more quickly arrive at the words Sunday School, but then I think about the reality of your group. You are a great lesson in Social Studies. You have come alongside my mother, and thus alongside me and Jesus, in a very social way. Not only do you encourage one another in the Word, but you encourage one another by helping provide for and make these beautiful dollies and dresses. In doing so, you are absolutely fulfilling your call to participate in the Sunday School group. That’s what Sunday School is all about, isn’t it? About community, about sociality, about service, about being Jesus’ hands and feet?

I want you to know that I love you so very much. Not only for your gifts of service or for your lovely relationships with one another. Mostly I love you for showing me a glimpse of the positive impact Surprised by Hope has on people everywhere, not just in East Africa. I know you’d be gathering and serving with or without this ministry, but because you are serving the people of East Africa through Surprised by Hope, I have the opportunity to see something happening in your lives that so blesses me.

Thank you. Thank you for being that beautiful servants Jesus designed us all to be.

Your daughter,
Leslie
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Sunday, March 25, 2012

School Requirements


The actual school supplies will come from Uganda and be provided
according to the specific school's requirement list.
A 12-year-old boy goes door-to-door selling some rather sad looking carrots to earn money for school fees. Yet earning money for fees is not enough. Children in Uganda are also expected to provide brooms, toilet paper, soap, mops, and an assortment of other items necessary for the general upkeep of the school. Along with those school-related items, children need their own supplies such as composition books, pens, pencils, and the like. Yes, these are only part of a long list of requirements needed before this carrot-selling boy and so many other children like him are allowed to begin.

Often children who are able to pay tuition without the help of sponsorship cannot attend because they’re not able to provide all the requirements. Or sponsors have stretched their budget just to provide for tuition but need a partner to provide requirements so the child can get the benefit they intended. It’s like dangling a carrot in front of the child…attending school is just within reach…but not quite. Will you join together with children like this carrot-selling boy or with tuition sponsors from other organizations who cannot close the gap? We long to be sure the children who are halfway there can finally eat that carrot.

For $25 you can sponsor a durable and cute school bag, made with love by a Surprised by Hope friend, filled with many of the supplies needed to help children start and stay in school, and to focus on learning rather than earning. Click here to find out more about how you can help.

 


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Sunday, March 18, 2012

Dashiki Shirts for Boys

What in the world is a dashiki shirt? I hate to admit that I had to ask that question when the lovely Krisha offered to use her gifts and talents to support Surprised by Hope. She kindly explained that the dashiki shirt is a colorful shirt worn by men in Africa. I recognized the shirt style when looking at pictures and thought this would be a great compliment to the girly dresses that have become so popular. After all, boys need clothes too.

More shirts coming soon.
Now is your opportunity to join with the many girly dress sponsors and be the first to sponsor a dashiki shirt for boys. While the money from girly dress sponsorships is used to support the Konoweka Orpahans and Widows Hut tailoring program, the money from the dashiki shirts will be used to supply the tailoring program in the prisons.

Click here to sponsor a dashiki shirt for $25 and watch the blog for the story of the boy who receives your shirt along with the progress made in developing skills for the men staying in the prisons surrounding Jinja in Uganda.

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Tuesday, March 13, 2012

She Smiled at Me

Over 100, that's how many dollies have been made so far. Cut, sew, stuff, stitch on curly black yarn hair. Little faces go on with red and black marking pens. Simple little dollies now set aside waiting for tiny flowery dresses and ribbons in their hair. Cut, sew, stuff, set aside. Cut sew stuff, set aside.

I drew the face on dolly number 112. Instead of setting her aside I looked into her round black eyes with their long lashes. She smiled at me and I almost heard her say "I'm going to Africa"! Tears welled up and I held her to my chest and prayed for the little girl in Africa who would hold her and love her. May the Lord bless and keep her.

So much love goes into making the dollies. Thank you to our Sunday school class at FBC Palmetto for making these dolls possible with your donations of materials, sewing little dresses and praying for this ministry.

We love you,
Bill and Judy Hildreth

If you’d like to send a dolly to Africa, click here.
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Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Sensible Shoes: Walk in the Way of Love

When my son began kindergarten many years ago, Rick and I attended the orientation. The principal held up one of four little pairs of shoes – this one was decorated with pink sparkles. “This child,” she said, “lets herself in at home after school every day and plays alone until her mother comes home from work.” “And this child,” she said holding up a pair of grungy tennis shoes with the sole flapping off the back, “after having eaten on the meal program at school will skip supper so his little brother can have one meal.” The stories went on to tug at the heartstrings of every parent in the room.

Rick died not long ago and I found myself confronted with his pile of shoes. I couldn’t help but remember that kindergarten lesson and wonder about the story his shoes would tell. He had shoes for every part of his life – running, biking, skiing, hiking, and working. Our mud room was filled with a multiplicity of shoes that he wore to do what he loved most and what ultimately brought him one step closer to his Creator.



My own shoe journey began by traveling to Alaska for my first mission trip. I trudged through the deep snow and climbed the staircase to the church. As I stepped inside the door, I was confronted with a huge pile of…shoes. In that split second, I remembered the kindergarten lesson and I reflected on the life of Rick’s shoes. I love when God designs those precious moments as if we are the only person in the world. But…I wondered about the life led in those many pairs of shoes that lay tumbled about the floor.

Recognizing God's invitation to serve his people in East Africa, my heart-connection to the life lived in these shoes--sparkly tennis shoes, jogging shoes, or winter boots--drew me to provide shoes for children after washing their feet and praying over them. Just a few pair at a time were enough to satisfy my craving to love these children.

The journey continued when I met Sharon, introduced by a mutual friend. When we first met, she brought a wonderful gift, her recently published book called…Sensible Shoes. This novel is about a journey - a journey of prayer, healing, and self-discovery. How could she have known? I understood then that God had a special relationship in mind.

Only now do I realize how long God has been preparing my heart to deliver the message of Ephesians 5:1-2 and symbolized by shoes, and I am astonished at his patience. Today I have been blessed to share Sensible Shoes ministry with short-term team members and have even had a few teams dedicated to Sensible Shoes ministry. Many thanks to my friends and loved ones, and to Sharon and readers of the Sensible Shoes series, for the growth of this ministry. We now take 100 pair of sensible shoes to each village we visit and believe the Lord will do immeasurably more.

Your $10 gift will allow us to

  • Purchase locally made shoes and washing supplies from mamas in the Malindi marketplace providing them with a much needed income particularly in the off seasons. 
  • Teach children what it means to “Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children and walk in the way of love...” (Ephesians 5:1-2). 
  • Wash the feet of 100 children.
  • Fit those children with a pair of sensible shoes--shoes sensible for the African child's lifestyle.
  • Pray over their distant future.

How many $10 gifts give so much. Click here to give and walk with us on this very special journey of love.



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Sunday, March 4, 2012

Missing Dolly

Missing Dolly: Suspected to be in the Slum
This is an APB on a missing dolly. She’s about 12 inches tall, has brown skin, and short black hair. Sometimes she’s awake and sometimes she’s sleeping. She was last seen wearing a white dress with pink and green flowers and has two ribbons in her hair. All the security video has been reviewed (all the pictures have been sorted through) and she doesn’t appear anywhere.

Dear Manchester Family,

I was inventorying the dollies to be sure they were all accounted for and it seems your little girl ran away or was kidnapped…or I lost her (sniffle). I cannot tell you how very sorry I am to have been so careless with that precious gift. I suspect she escaped during the Christmas time gift-giving in the Kikubamutwe slums…but I don’t know this for sure. Chaos ensued during that mass demonstration and it was hard to keep track of all the girls.

New Dolly: Safe and Sound with her Sisters
I have this vague memory of giving a dolly with your name on it but perhaps I never made the note to remind me who adopted that tiny thing. Even so I have no photos with unaccounted for dollies…so that explanation doesn’t fit. What I do know is that there are absolutely no dollies left in my East African home. She is truly missing.

I don’t even know if you’re still watching the blog for the story about your little one, but I feel horrible about losing her…horrible. While I realize that no other child can replace this one, I would like to offer you another dolly. She will be the first gift given when I return to East Africa in May.

Please forgive my irresponsibility.

Humbly,
Leslie Kisakye Mosher
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