Hope | Zambia 2016

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I’m not sure what it feels like to be hungry, to sleep on a dirt floor, or not feel loved by anyone.  As I listen to my Zambian girls slowly open their hearts to me and walk through their housing compound, I’m enveloped in a life I will never experience. I have been blessed. Even in my darkest of days, I have known unconditional love, I have had more than enough food, and a warm bed to sleep in.

My life is different in so many ways and yet, we connect. What connects us is love, being girls, and the commonality of pain and suffering, disappointment and finding hope in it all. Hope in God. For as different as our lives are, so much is the same. We all struggle for hope and purpose.

I share my insecurities and struggles and how I learned to depend solely on Christ alone…. and then we talk, we cry, we laugh, and trust develops. God never wastes our pain and he takes the broken pieces and turns them into the most beautiful mosaic. One that we could not have a vision for, one that only He can design from all the shards.

Alone, lost, confused…. I think we have all felt those feelings. But as my struggles have been put to rest by Christ alone, my heart has found joy in encouraging young girls.

You can make it, trust God, and stay focused on this gift of education given by your sponsors though Family Legacy. Obey when you don’t understand and work hard in school. You can be the change for your children and grandchildren. You can leave a new legacy for your family. You can make a change, but it will take trust in God and determination.

What holds you back? Is it the pain you are going through or the lies you believe about yourself because of the pain? Did your dad leave because you’re unlovable? No, he left because he had a personal struggle, but when we take the pain and start to see life through the filter of a lie, we slowly begin to die inside. And no matter what we go through, we are unable to stand up or make changes because the rejection has gone much deeper than ever intended. Everything has become personal.

It is at that point that we have a choice. Do we believe the lies we hear in our head or do we believe the truth that God tells us in his word. I have lived a lot of life now and I can say I have done it both ways. One brings death upon death, the other hope despite circumstances.

As I sit back in the states and watch the sunrise this morning, I glance at my watch, it is 1:00pm in Zambia. I can’t help but wonder how my girls are doing in their compound and I pray. I pray for strength, I pray they know of God’s great love, I pray they see hope. They are strong, they have the ability to change the cycle of poverty, they just need sponsorship and people who believe they can do it. I see how I can make but a small difference in these girls lives, I can give. I can give my resources and I can give my love, God’s love. In Christ alone there is hope.

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