Showing posts with label preaching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preaching. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

ACTIVITY IN UGANDA...

 
Heading out from Omaha through England to Uganda.
 Dave and I did a lot in Uganda, even from the very beginning portion.  He taught one special boy how to build something for the orphanage situation.  Dave really loved Elijah, and he died just about a few months later for something in his lungs.  Dave has thought of him often, and hopes to see Elijah when Dave is in Heaven.





Dave had me preaching at a variety of places there, and he always told them that I was "it".  As a man he was always drawn to the preaching situation and he always turned it to me immediately.  Can't say I did perfectly, but did what I could.  He also had me teaching the kids in a variety of places and I did a good job on that.  He was taking the pictures and doing a video piece very often.  He was an amazing man then... and he truly is now.   Anyhow, I'll show what he did for me in Uganda in early '91.









 








 
 









Hope you'll smile.  OH, and the place where the roof stuff was so bad is a bit different than we would ever understand.  The church people were there on Sunday, but it was a school place during the week.  Pretty awful to think of what kids were going through.  We'd never agree with that in our nation.


SUNDAY STILLNESS

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Sandra Heska King - Still Saturday

Sunday, December 29, 2013

I KNOW...


THE BLESSING TO BE SHARING THE WORD OF GOD,
FEBRUARY, 1991,
AND SHARING MY BELIEVING ...

Tuesday, October 1, 2013

YOUR PRAISE



ONE OF THE BLESSINGS DURING OUR FIRST VISIT IN UGANDA WAS THAT I PREACHED IN 3 DIFFERENT CHURCHES, 3 DIFFERENT TOWNS, AND TAUGHT THE KIDS IN 3 PLACES, ALSO, BUT NOT ALWAYS THE PREACHING PLACES. 

 I WAS SO BLESSED TO BE ABLE TO SHARE MORE AND MORE OF THE LORD  WITH MORE AND MORE PEOPLE.  AND WAS ACCEPTED SO BEAUTIFULLY.

SO MANY OF THE PEOPLE [ADULTS AND KIDS] HAD BEEN THROUGH SERIOUS DANGER  [FOR INSTANCE, HIDING UNDER THE WATER, BREATHING THROUGH OPEN VINES FOR SURVIVAL], FAMILY MEMBERS AND FRIENDS MURDERED, OR DYING FROM SERIOUS ILLNESSES.  TO BE ABLE TO ENCOURAGE THEM, TEACH THE LITTLE ONES, BLESS THE OLDER ONES WAS A REAL TREAT.  I LOVED IT!

AND I'D LOVE TO DO IT AGAIN AND AGAIN.

 MAYBE THAT WILL BE MY HEAVEN JOB.  HMM!

Thursday, September 27, 2012

PREACHING? TEACHING? OH, YES!!

One of my recent projects the Lord laid on me ... months ago ... is to scan all the photos we have in our lives. THOUSANDS! In lots of albums.  I'm trying, but can't say I don't get sidetracked ... one of my character defects 

Occasionally, when scanning, something hits not just my eyes, but my heart.  Today that happened... and I'm still a bit sad as I'm prepping this post.



In January, 1991, when we left Omaha for Uganda , it was our first check-out time to see if the Lord was laying this nation on our hearts, as we thought was taking place.  And, while there, during that 5 weeks, we had some stressed times, scary times, and immensely blessed times.  And we wanted to go back forever and ever. That wasn't God's long-time plan, though, so, over the next several years we had short-ish stretches, either several months or weeks.

One of my favorite open-door opportunities in Uganda during the first visit was to preach and teach. During our 5 weeks, I preached 3 times in 3 different churches in 3 different towns -- and taught kids, too. 

This church held service at a school; gives another indication of what money was available in other than churches. The ceiling and piles of chairs were a real shock to us when we had arrived.

It was my first phase of life to be interpreted, which took a bit to learn re: when and how to move forward quickly enough, but not TOO quickly.  I did OK.


Now, when our church leaders try to fit piles and piles of money into the budget for beautiful flooring, ceilings, and re-building way beyond "practicality", it drives Dave and I nuts.  Why?  Most Ugandan churches, occasionally only able to deal with the basic basics, even after all these years, still are common. 


  I spoke during my last time -- November, '03, teaching re:
a particular portion of spiritual warfare at a pastor's conference.
Would I return to Uganda?  Oh, YES!  Still love it and adore my many dear ones. 


And I dearly miss being blessed to preach and teach!

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