Prayers explode in my mind like popcorn in hot oil. Our constant conversations with Jesus
sometimes make us wonder if locals might think we’re a bit daft. We rarely say,
“Let’s pray.” We just do it.
Mornings begin with purifying both water and our hearts before the
Lord. Our little guy is up early to meet
the ministry leader who helps us manage the compound. We pray together. Taleah rises later and devotions follow a
breakfast of peanut butter toast with milky tea.
The day is in full swing with mamas and children, orphans
and caregivers, pastors and board members.
All of us looking to God = believing His faithfulness, receiving His
grace, sharing His mercy.
Please join us in our conversations with the Lord…
1. The adoption of our four year old to be timely and
without undue complications. He’s a true
orphan (no birth family) and we would LOVE to live with him as our son.
2. The mamas we work
with will continue growing in the knowledge of God and wisdom He gives. They are helping to start a “learning play
group” for some physically challenged orphaned kiddos at our compound.
3. The church we work
with will trust the Lord without compromise in the struggle to procure
land. They sacrificially gave what
little they had to buy a piece of property. A very powerfully corrupt man is
now challenging ownership, using thugs to destroy the tin building and threaten
people. After the land issue is settled,
we can move forward with the shipping container plan.
4. The water filter mold
and materials will be delivered safely. Mark and George are excited to continue
the evangelistic pure water project.
5. Physically challenged Musl*m refugee children from Sudan and Somalia
who school at Joyland will hear the truth about Jesus and live the destiny God created for them.
6. Our family:
Tavin - positive friendships, understanding of schoolwork,
continue to press into Jesus and be helpful to his aunt and uncle.
Us - the Lord will ever be our protector and provider and we
serve Him here. May we continue strong
and healthy, overflowing with the good news to pour it out on a thirsty land.
As the sun sets across the lake, bringing an end to the
day’s activities, the popping prayers turn to hushed whispers of thanks. We’re grateful for all God has done and will
do. We are grateful you joined the
divine colloquy.
Asante sana for your prayers, support and encouragement.
hugs from the haugers Ooo0o
