Fount of Mercy, Seeds of Hope

Lori, Michelle and Sue in Kampala, Uganda - summer 2006

Today at church, a few friends of mine gave a presentation on their group, which is directing assistance to local community groups devoted to helping children orphaned by HIV/AIDS.

Here is a link to their website and more information about the work they are doing:
Fount of Mercy
It was great to see them and be linked up when we were in Uganda this summer. I pray that their ministry would be blessed and that they would see the amazing things God can do when you trust in Him!

It's been really great to see how God has brought likeminded people together in the right and perfect time. I think there is a gorwing awareness of the needs of people living in Africa in general, but numerous people at church and around me have been amazingly responsive to the issues facing the orphaned and poor in Uganda in recent months.

As I shared in a previous post, I felt the words of Isaiah come alive during my time in Uganda, especially in the north. What has once been ravaged by war, death and disease, God is reversing...as He makes "all things new." There is reason to hope and rejoice, because amidst the suffering and poverty people are experiencing in Uganda, there is also hope. And I have been humbled and moved by the things God has been teaching me both there and in the weeks since I have returned...I see a capacity for love, mercy and grace that far extends what I have known before - and I believe that faith is the engine which allows us to experience the fullness of God's love and mercy. It took faith for these women, this team on Fount to go to Uganda. It took faith for them continue their efforts to help orphans and the organizations serving them when they returned. It takes faith to continue doing what seems difficult or impossible without the quick results or outcome one might expect...I believe that hearing and sharing the stories of faith, even in the remotest parts of the world or especially in these places, changes and transforms one's heart. I feel blessed, I feel privileged to have met the people I did, to have seen what I have seen; and far from being the helper - I am being 'helped'....it's a strange paradox to go into a situation expecting one thing and finding something completely different happen - intending to help, and finding you are the one being helped. Intending to teach, and being taught instead. Intending to extend love and hope only to be the recipient of these things, and far more...

Thanks, God.