Better to love God and die unknown than to love the world and be a hero; better to be content with poverty than to die a slave to wealth; better to have taken some risks and lost than to have done nothing and succeeded at it. -erwin lutzer
I love the quote that graces the homepage of the Livesay family blog. I love the family’s passion for Christ and for the people of Haiti. I am amazed at the way they chose to give up this American life I’m living to plant roots in the dusty soil of Haiti: middle class comfort for life among the poverty stricken. And I am inspired to be willing to love like they do, even when the way God is asking me to love his people is uncomfortable.
I have been reading this blog for quite a while and want to introduce our 500 Dresses readers to this Jesus-loving family and their work in Haiti. The following is the start of yesterday’s post at livesayhaiti. Take the time to read it and spend some time on their blog. I am positive you will be inspired, and if you are like me, maybe a little convicted.
photo from http://www.livesayhaiti.com/
Our Eyes Are Open, But Do We See?
I learned a while back that kids that grow up abroad can grow up with an entirely different experience than their parents. They can and do observe and participate in the culture in their own separate and unique ways.
An expat friend of ours tells a story of teaching a class at a school where many wealthy kids attend. He asks the class, “What is it you would like to be able to see or do in your life?” The high-school kids talk and name a few things. One boy says, “I would really like to visit a poor country some day.”
The school he attends where this question was posed, is located in Port au Prince, Haiti.
That student wants to visit a poor country.
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Our son Isaac is many things. He is an optimist on steroids and cotton candy on a sunny day at Disney World. When the clouds do roll in, his clouds drop gumdrops instead of raindrops and it only serves to make him even cheerier…
Click on the link to find the rest of this story.
photo from http://www.ugandavillageproject.org/
I’m eagerly anticipating some photos from Uganda, but while I wait I think this excerpt from an email from Florence is definitely worth sharing.
Praise be to the living God . I am so glad to inform you that last evening at around 4:00 pm, I was so honored to meet sister Amy Koester and I received the suitcase full of the beautiful dresses, shorts and the sewing materials. [I regard this as precious hearts from Iowa!!] Thank you very much my dear sister…I was so excited to learn from Amy that it didn’t cost her a penny to transport the suitcase from USA to Watoto Church Kampala!! What a blessing!! As well it costed me nothing to transport it from Kampala up to Iganga !! God is so good He has done us much good.
After seeing how this shipment played out, saying God is good feels like such an understatement.
I am not enough
To undo my mistakes, to answer my own prayers
To make myself compassionate when I simply don’t care.
To give joyfully each time, to love those I don’t like,
To succeed without pride, to submit without a fight.
I am not enough
To seize every moment, to savor every gift
To put playtime above laundry on my to-do list.
To ease the worries that find their way inside.
To overcome the insecurities I so like to hide.
I am not enough
But I know the One who is.
The One who
Forgives my mistakes and answers my prayers
Fills my heart with compassion that was not before there.
Who loves the unlovable, Epitomizes joy.
Submitted in humility to come to earth as a boy.
The One who
Never misses a moment, nor overlooks a gift
Who gives undivided attention to every petition I lift.
Who exchanges my worry for calm, my insecurity for peace.
Whose unconditional love will not ever cease.
I am not enough, but I know the one who is.
I wrote this last fall and ran across it this morning in the midst of my need to be reminded that even when I feel like I am stuck in a funk, God is enough. He is always enough. Whether our struggle is in deciding which road to go down, how to make it to the end of the road we are on or simply traveling down the path with the right attitude, God is enough.
I needed the reminder and thought someone else out there might need the reminder too.
Why I have been given an opportunity to befriend and offer support to a woman and her church in Iganga, Uganda (a place I will likely never go and a friend I will likely never meet) I don’t know.
But I do know that when God leads you to do something, and you do it, no matter how small the request, your obedience can affect others in ways you may not even be able to imagine.
Sometimes God gives me a glimpse into the way something relatively small in the whole scheme of my life’s activities and responsibilities makes a big difference to someone else. He doesn’t have to, but he does. And every time he does, I feel loved. Like he is reaching out and saying, “Look what I can do with your little bit.” And it inspires me to look for more little bits to give.
This little bit happened to be 500 Dresses cash donation wire and a suitcase.
The suitcase was donated by a generous woman doing her little bit.
It was filled with dresses, shorts and sewing supplies donated by others doing their little bit.
And it’s being delivered by another generous woman doing her little bit.
It’s just a lot of little bits of generosity to us, but a display of Christ’s love to Florence, her church and community.
Thank you God for using this email message from Florence to give me a picture of the great things you can do with my little bit. Continue to make us all aware the little bits you have for us to do. Amen
Thank you very much for the much efforts, love and prayers you have put together to send us that lovely suitcase. To you it is a suitcase full of dresses, shorts etc. but to us, it is a suitcase full of love and hearts!! Thank you very very much!!
I am looking forward with excitement to receiving the first sewing machine for our vocational institution!! It is a great thing and a mark in it’s history! Some time God spoke to me about it and here it is I can see a cloud like a man’s hand but behind it is a heavy down pour!