Monday, December 24, 2018

Merry Christmas!



These are seriously the best we could do...

Christmas Eve is always a SUPER busy day for us as we have a huge party with the kids in our neighborhood! We typically we have over 100 kids and we cook all day, and then party all afternoon. It's pure organized chaos and it hurts the small part of my type A self that's still trapped somewhere inside my brain. The rest of me that's become some kind of type X loves it. I think I like type X.


Games with the neighborhood kids before dinner
We had a great time playing games, singing, dancing, praying and just enjoying this beautiful country and its beautiful children. All of the kids come dressed up, ready to have fun and excited for a hearty dinner. We tend to sugar them up a bit, too!
Seriously.........
 Our attempt at Christmas photos is pretty dodgy at best, but we tried! In true Moz fashion, the boys' capulana shirts weren't ready as the tailor just couldn't get it all done, but the girls and I loved our new dresses! 
More games and singing














I think it's safe to say we're all exhausted, with bellies full of goat meat, and heads filled with another year of awesome memories. This is year 3 of our Christmas Eve tradition, and I can't imagine spending the day doing anything else as we celebrate our Savior.

JoJo wasn't haven' it
Merry Christmas to all our loved ones, near and far, close in love & truth. 

Lots of love, 

Laura, Phil and our tribe 

Monday, November 26, 2018

Teaching, Traveling & Cows?!

My eyes are heavy. I close them for a brief minute. I doze for just a split second. And BAM!

I smack my head on the edge of the desk. I'm tired but I really feel I need to share with the world how our weekend went.

Yet, I'm so exhausted from the beautiful time we experienced that it's becoming a hazard to my health. Or maybe just a hazard to my head...

Either way, I'll make it brief. Our YWAM guests taught a 2-day Bible overview to our community in Namale. While it seems like 2 days wouldn't be enough, they did an excellent job of giving everyone the main ideas and really explaining what the Bible is all about: REDEMPTION.

We heard story after story of how people in the village used to worship idols like trees, statues or animals. They explained how coming to know Christ and learning about God has changed everything.

They elaborated and told us how God continues to bless them and heal their friends & family. Their animals continue to grow and their crops are healthy. When things are hard, they pray and have hope.

We also experienced some sad cultural ways of dealing with 4 children who were abandoned. The church paraded them around and tried to convince us to take them home. The 3 boys were dressed in rags, and probably hadn't bathed in 3-4 days. The little girl was in dirty, torn clothes and hadn't washed her hands in face in at least a week.

We've seen these kids before and they didn't look like this. We believe the community was trying to manipulate the situation and pull at our heart strings to the the kids. The saddest part is the kids have an aunt, an uncle and a grandmother who are able to care for them, but none want to assume the responsibility.

The kids were made to feel rejected over and over again, as we aren't able to takes kids who have ABLE family to care for them, and it also goes against our mission to keep kids in their communities whenever possible. My heart still aches for them and it's prompted us to have some serious conversations & training with the church leaders about how to handle these situations.

The root of the issue seems to be that the children's mother ran off and abandoned the kids, so if anyone tries to care for them, the mother may come back and become angry. I think there is a cultural piece at play here that maybe we don't understand, but this seemed like the general consensus as to why the family members wouldn't care for the child.

Either way, we can't publicly reject kids while everyone watches. It's a disgusting form of abuse and it won't ever happen again. We'll contact the social action office to find out what we ARE allowed to do to help, especially if the children aren't actually being care for

We experience other highs and lows of the weekend - hearing about Estonio and how his mom wouldn't allow him to come see us. Or how we pray for several people who were sick and were later much better by the end of the day.

We also had a major first: We were driving along and saw a small herd of cows walking and eating. All of a sudden, out of the corner of my right eye, a huge cow came charging out of the right field at the car! He was on a serious mission so Phil drove as fast as he could and we narrowly avoided being impaled by an irate cow.

As awesome as the weekend was, we had to come home to the other kiddos. I always feel like crying when we leave the communities in the village because my heart truly wishes to be closer to them. I would love to spend a few months in one village and live with the people we have come to know & value. I'm praying we can do this as Jojo gets older and we find reliable staff members to be with our kids.

Well, this wasn't short or sweet, but I hope it helped give you an idea of how we're doing here in Moz. We'd love your prayers as our YWAM team has 2 more weeks of teaching here and many hours of fellowship with pastors, leaders and youth in the churches around us. We'll get some extremely useful and effective training as well, and we couldn't be more grateful to this team for coming all the way here!

If you like what you hear, feel free to support us tomorrow on Giving Tuesday. It's a global day of giving that encourages everyone around the world to give their time & money to worthy organizations like ours. You can head to our website to make a donation today: www.heartfortheneedy.org.

We're thankful for you and your support. We'd love to hear from you!


Happy Monday,



Laura & Phil

Friday, November 23, 2018

Weekend Away

The team meeting Rabia, a very close Mama to us
Having a TEAM is something we've always longed for. We enjoy our life here in Moz but at times it would be so amazing to have another family, or another person, to talk to and walk through some of the hard stuff with. While this may not be a reality for now, we pray that God will give us an incredible TEAM in the coming years. 



For now, we have a group of YWAM folks from Mexico (one from Ireland!) and we are loving having a team around. There is something so different about collaboration, especially with people who have lived outside of their home country for quite some time. 

The church is building a community center!
I find that working with others who challenge you, point you back to God, and renew your faith in humanity, are the best kind of people. This team has been all that, and more. 

They've taught us so much, and the knowledge & grace they bring wherever they teach has been so fun to see. Our communities are excited for more in-depth Bible teachings, and it also gives us an opportunity to step back and enjoy being with the people we have come to know & love. 

Leaders & Pastors in the area churches
Last weekend, we traveled to a small village about 3 hours away. This village is one of my favorite places to be. The people are simple, welcoming, and so eager to learn. They also have creative ways of caring for the many orphaned kiddos in their area. They work together, and they work HARD. This community is one of the hardest working I've ever seen.

We spent two beautiful days dancing, laughing, listening to our team teach an awesome overview of the Bible (in just 2 days!), and of course, enjoying some of the village cuisine we've come to love.


The people truly welcomed our visitors as if they were just an extension of their own family. I hope I can learn to someday love as unconditionally, freely and openly as these people do. Their spirit of hospitality is like no other.

While it was hot, tiring, and the drive was dusty, massive cashew trees provided us with shade for our team to teach. The trees made for a great picnic area, too, as long as you remembered to dodge the falling cashew fruit when the wind blew!

And, Phil & I are finally getting to try interpreting. It's not easy - but I've learned so much more in the last 2 weeks than I have in months. Portuguese isn't difficult, but it takes practice & study time. I'll definitely be adding study time back into my schedule in 2019!

JoJo's first time NOT crying with Mama Rabia
We had a few great adventures. Well, going to the bathroom outside is always an adventure! But there were a few others, too.

We saw a huge black mamba in the middle of the road as we were driving out of the village. We scared it and it literally JUMPED about a foot & a half off the ground. I'd never seen a snake do that before!

We also pulled over on the side of the road to ask a family for one of their beautiful mangoes. When we pulled over and the family saw all the white people in the car, they took off running. We waited a few minutes, and their neighbor came out laughing!

Because of past unrest and civil war that really wasn't that long ago, many people still have fear of anything that doesn't look normal in their part of the world. And we white folks were not an every day sight.

In the end, the family came back out of hiding, laughed, shook Phil's hand, offered us a sack of mangoes, and we traded for a few loaves of sweet bread & sweets we had in the car. We all laughed and drove off feeling grateful that things in Mozambique have truly changed.

Our first weekend out of town went beautifully. We travel again tomorrow, and though we're tired, I know I'm excited to see our other church families, too. (We MIGHT get to see Estonio, TOO!)

Please pray for us as we head out EARLY tomorrow morning, to try and beat the sun & heat.

And if you like what you see & you enjoy our updates, don't forget that Giving Tuesday is only 4 days away! This global day of giving encourages everyone around the world to GIVE to NGOs and nonprofits, just like us.

So, mark your calendar, or if you're like me and you forget everything, do it now. You can give on our website: www.heartfortheneedy.org
Too hot to teach in the sun, so we used the car to hang the props
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Thanks for listening, well - reading, I guess. As always, we love you and appreciate you more than you know.

Hugs,

Laura






Wednesday, November 7, 2018

Hope Slowly Restored

Sunday morning. 4am. Still dark. Cool. Baby’s snoring. Kids sleeping. Creeping quietly around the house. Checking off my mental to-do list: 

Coffee - check 
Baby’s bag - check 
Water - check
Extra (extra) water - double check 
Snacks - check
Candy for kids - I knew I forgot something! We’ll buy some on the way. 
Gifts - check
Offering - check 
Pastor Armando & his wife leading church worship

Finally ready. The clock glows in the kitchen - it’s only 4:50am. Phil’s English students, Gildo & Chale, silently come in the gate. The dogs know them so well by now, they don’t even bother getting up to greet them.

They quietly tap on the front door. As I try to open the door without any noise, I see little brown eyes peering out of a tiny crack behind the boys' door. Jadon must be up. 

Phil praying
We start the car, get organized, and scoop JoJo up out of bed. It’s time to get on the road. 

We pick up Pastor Antonio & Pastor Sitoe (si-toy). The sun is lazily coming out from behind the morning clouds. The road is clear with almost no traffic. 

The landscape changes from green and burnt orange to a hilly, lush jungle. Soon large mountains appear, various shapes and sizes. Steep inclines, more rolling hills. 

After only a short 2 hour drive, we pull into Ribaue, a small but beautiful town known for its fresh water. As we make a quick pitstop at the Mayor’s house (he happens to be Gildo’s uncle) for some gargantuan mangoes, we head another 30km outside of town. 

When we turn off the main road,  we meet an easy to navigate dirt road that feels like a highway. Within a few kilometers, we arrive at the church we are visiting for the first time. And a familiar sound filters through the open car windows:

‘Anda com Jesus
Anda com Jesus é bom.
Waytana Yesu
Pastor Armando leading prayer time with the guest pastors
Waytana Yesu orrera.’

(Walk with Jesus, It’s good to walk with Jesus) 

We are welcomed with warm handshakes and double kisses, and plenty of curious kiddos who have likely only heard stories about white people. 

As the church service begins, everything is perfect. The sounds of all the beautiful voices mixing together with the beating of the drum (an empty jerry can) bring small tears of thanks and joy to my eyes. 

After service we meet with the church family, and individual families. We talk at length about our vision and ask questions - some seem silly or redundant but each question and comment is met by thoughtful & patient responses that are invaluable. 

We learn about the struggles the families in this area face. We learn how the pastor of the church cares for 4 children who aren’t even his. We learn how divorce causes many families to completely abandon children. 

We learn about a girl who’s mother died just a few months ago and her father traveled to another province. He told the pastor that he’s already remarried and he doesn’t want her. 

We learn about a set of twins who are less than 2 months old. Their mother died a few weeks after child birth. 

They’re father wants  them but can’t provide a way to feed them so their aunt is trying to care for them. She can’t keep up with their feeding and needs help.

We learn that the community struggles to keep their children in school. The parents must farm land that is 8-10km from home (or farther) just to provide food for their families. 

They can’t leave their kids alone in the village and they don’t have schools near their farms. Parents express concern of how to solve this and ask for ideas. 

After we talk, we eat. We are always fed well but I can hardly get anything down. My mind races and I continue to mull over the conversations we just had. The solutions are never easy - trying to be creative & meet the needs of all the kiddos. 


Phil's English students, Gildo & Chale, traveled with us.

As we finish up, we pray and it’s time to get back on the road. How the sun is about to go down is beside me. We spent the whole day here? It felt like a few minutes. 

My heart aches for the kids we shake hands with and kiss goodbye. We make plans for future visits and arrange times to meet again regarding the twin babies. We discuss the other children the pastor is caring for and decide that though it’s difficult, the pastor is making it work.

Sunday school kiddos
We agree to provide support to the pastor - help with documents for school, school supplies & clothes. The pastor agrees to let us know if they can’t feed the kids at any time. 

We wave goodbye as our new family sends us off. The leaving part is always the hardest. We often want to stay and be with those who are doing the hard stuff. 

The day in and day out work of attending to the poorest of the poor in their community - this pastor and his wife get it. They truly understand real love. 


We arrive to the highway and start the journey home. So often, this is a great time of reflection and peace. But my heart was so touched by this community; it’s impossible to feel anything but sadness. My heart swells knowing the church is in excellent hands - a pastoral team that loves & shows it in action. 

As we climb into bed after an 18 hour day, I’m so fulfilled. I silently pray for the sweet kids we met and pray for God to keep the twins healthy until the family makes a decision about who can care for them. 

These are my favorite days for a reason. A little hope is restored for Mozambique and her future. 


Hugs,


Laura

Monday, October 29, 2018

You're Not Sexy...

 “You’re not 'sexy' enough.”

I squinted at the screen without my trusty spectacles, and looked at the message again. What does that even mean?!

I was having a conversation with my confidant, my right wing man, and she said, “No one is interested in an organization that doesn’t have heart-wrenching-babies-dying-emergency-we-need-you-now-or-a-child-will-die kind of emails and blogs. Let’s face it: You’re not 'sexy' enough.”

Wow. That hurt my heart. I didn’t know that the urgency of someone’s need or their personal pain was a requirement for us to actually CARE.

This comment has deeply disturbed me for the last few weeks. WHY do we care? WHY did we move here and start this organization? WHY do we only have 5 kids (7 with our own 2)? WHY aren’t we caring for more? WHY aren’t we doing more? WHY?!


At this point, I’m doubting every decision we’ve made over the last 3 years. Every single step that brought us closer and closer to coming back to start this dream. The funny thing is the “getting here” was rather traumatic.

The accident that helped convince us to GO
There was a car accident that finally convinced Phil that we’re all supposed to be here, and many job changes & losses that spurred us to rent out our house & get on with this dream. Sometimes it takes scary stuff to happen so the final leap is taken, which was very true in our case.

So, was all that leading up to this moment for nothing? Are we REALLY fulfilling our mission?

I still battle this every single day. My heart says “yes” while my logical brain says “well, to outsiders, probably NO.”

From the outside looking in, I’m sure there are some folks wondering what the heck is going on! I can see it now:

            “You built that big house – now fill it up with kids already!!”

“You guys are just living some awesome, safari-lifestyle on your donor’s dime! Get to work already!”


When we explain that our mission was to NEVER swoop in and “save” all the kids in our area, that was exactly what we meant. Working WITH communities, talking about the issues that lead to children becoming orphans, strengthening community responses to these situations and figuring out a way to KEEP kids in their communities may not be “sexy” work. It may seem confusing and difficult to fathom for some, and I’m sure others are confused as to why we don’t just grab every kid we can and move on.

Let's Break it Down

We believe in empowering communities, not doing the work for them. In order facilitate change, we have to be helpers and not necessarily "doers."

We do this through 3 different avenues:
1) Education & collaboration
2) 'Foster care' support
3) Full time care

Education & Collaboration

We drive 3-4 hours twice a month to spend time in the Mogavola district where we work. We visit these communities with a trusted community leader, where we facilitate outreach in many different ways.

One of the major reasons we see children become orphans is due to illnesses by immediate family members. Basic sanitation – washing hands, boiling water, bathroom use, proper waste disposal, etc. – is something many people still don’t realize can make or break their future.

Much of our time is spent doing both education and collaboration. We talk about these sanitation issues, and we talk about education. Many of our contacts in the districts can’t read or write, so education is something we emphasize and support.


Who wouldn't want these awesome kids in their life?!
We provide small bags & books & pencils for kids who are attending school, and we often try to reward those who pass at the end of the year with a nice pen or a new notebook. It may seem like a small token, but to many of the youth, they feel encouraged to continue.

We spend time listening to the leaders in the community talk about their needs, challenges and resources. They give us a ton of insight into how BEST to help – and not create more dependency and more of that “white savior” idea within their community. This happens all too often and we’d rather do more good than more harm!



‘Foster Care’ Support

Foster care is a rather new idea in Mozambique but only as a formality. Many families already care for children that are not theirs, and they receive no support to do so. Most do it out of necessity and kindness – who else will care for the child?

Families who are already caring for a child who has been orphaned are doing exactly what we hope to see all communities do. They have taken personal responsibility for this child, but it’s not always easy.

We come alongside the family and brainstorm ways we can help, without directly giving cash. Some of the ways we have helped families we currently work with are by sending clothing for a few of the kids in the family, providing books, pencils & pens for school, and helping to pay for the child’s ID so he/she can go to school.

This is really the MOST effective, sustainable and sensible way to truly help. We can empower families and communities, assist in the areas where they are struggling, but we are also not assuming responsibility and taking over where the family can actually manage.


Full Time Care

We currently have 5 kiddos who fit this category and that is why Ali, Lina, Fatima, Marieta, & Milenea live here at our center in Nampula. These kiddos lived with individuals in the community – some relatives some not.

The caregivers couldn’t manage to feed our kids anymore. They weren’t going to school & the day-to-day care was too overwhelming and the children suffered because of it. We’ve searched for a family member who has the ability to take over care of our kids, but we’re still searching. As you can see, this form of care is difficult because it leaves the child in limbo.


We can’t adopt every child we take into full time care, and we can’t hand a child over to a family member or friend who isn’t even able to care for themselves. While I’m always so thankful our kids are safe and loved and thriving, I’m also pained that they don’t have a more permanent fix. But as we grow and learn and Mozambique grows, foster care & local adoption will become a more accepted solution.


Think about it this way - A child doesn’t choose to be an orphan, simply put. A child doesn’t CHOOSE to be taken out of the only place they’ve ever known, plopped into a house in the city with all kinds of amenities many of our kids have never even seen (namely, running water & steady electricity) and forced to adjust to living with foreigners they don’t know from Adam.

Sounds a little crazy, right? It doesn’t make sense for a child to walk through that kind of trauma, UNLESS there is NO OTHER OPTION. PERIOD. For that child, it is traumatic and there’s no taking that trauma back.




The REAL deal 

While we might not be “sexy,” we’re real. We’re doing our best to assist rather than enable. If we simply pick up every child we’re told is an “orphan,” our communities wouldn’t grow and learn and CHANGE.

We need our communities to change so there are fewer and fewer of these situations where children have to come here and receive full time care. Children are at their best in their families, in their communities. This transcends culture in every way and is true in almost every context. Children are at their best in their environment.

This doesn’t in ANY way mean that kids can’t adjust well, grow and thrive in our care. They typically DO. Our current kiddos are thriving and growing and learning. It’s quite incredible to see them change each day as they grow & learn more and more.

We will continue to work hard to see kids stay in their communities. When this isn’t a possibility, we will happily care for them in the best way possible, feeling privileged to be part of their story.

We might not be bringing sexy back anytime soon, but I think our work is pretty cool – it’s special because it’s different. We know the importance of a community taking care of its own kids. We know that some day we will be worked out of a job, and we can’t wait to see that happen.

Thanks for listening,

Laura

P.S. You guys clearly aren’t much for giveaways. Maybe we’ll try again soon…