It’s been seven months since I returned from serving as a midwife in Acholiland in rural, northern Uganda, and the Lord has opened another door for me to serve as a midwife internationally. In two weeks, I leave for the Philippines, where I will join other international and native midwives as part of a medical missions team at Mercy Maternity Center in Davao, the Philippines. I’ll be there for ten weeks, providing comprehensive prenatal, childbirth and postpartum care to women and their babies. All care is provided free of charge to families with limited or no financial resources. I praise God for this opportunity.
Already I have people to thank for their support! The vestry of Church of the Savior, under the leadership of my dear pastors, Bill and Linda, has made a good gift and so has my dear friend of more than ten years, Gemma de Luna. Thank you! These funds are going to support the work of the birth center in Davao, to pay for my room and board in the Philippines, and to help pay for my plane tickets (because, as it turns out, free services provided to people in need are not actually free — but God can move the resources of his kingdom wherever they are needed). If you would like to give toward this ministry of midwifery, please let me know! There’s still time to give, and there’s still a need.
Meanwhile, I just want to take a moment to thank God, here, publicly, for making a way for me. Jesus said, “I AM THE WAY,” and he is! Please pray that he will continue to go before me, providing safe travels, smoothing the process of obtaining a visa, and blessing my relationships with my team. “Lord, I lift up my heart to you!”
Here’s a word of encouragement for all of us serving in the Kingdom of Heaven:
YOU MAKE ME BRAVE
My mother is gifted. She is an artist who works in various media: calligraphy, watercolor, music. She’s a beautiful singer. My mother also has the gift of giving gifts. Gift-giving is her love language. She’s always very thoughtful about choosing gifts that delight me.
Recently, I’ve been thinking about all the treasure that is stored up in heaven for my mother. She has given so much of her life in service to others that I am amazed. Even recently, I’ve watched her conscientiously prepare Sunday school lessons for young children and Bible studies for a group of older women who come to meet weekly in her home. Last week, I watched her get up early every morning to make meals for teenagers who came from Arizona to stay with her and work at a MegaSports camp sponsored by our church for the youth of the city of Vallejo.
My mother has been through many hard times in her life, but through it all, she has not given up. For a season in her life, she was a single parent, and she worked hard to take care of her children. She returned to school as an adult and completed a bachelor’s degree and a teaching credential. Both before, during, and after completing her education, she was a dedicated teacher–and still is. She pours love into children and inspires them with her creativity. She inspires me.
Two years ago, my mother was diagnosed with stomach cancer. This was a frightening time for me, when I didn’t know if I would lose her, but I was so thankful when the radiation treatment — the power of light, the power of God — eliminated the lymphoma. I knew that the Lord had heard our prayers.
The miracle of my mother’s healing filled my heart with praise and thankfulness to God. I am so glad that the woman who carried me in her womb, gave birth to me and breastfed me, who cherished me and taught me how to read and write and sing and draw and cook and clean and pray every night before sleeping and make my bed every morning when I woke up … is alive and well. I love you, dear little Mommy of mine!