Staying Connected - The finale

Well dear friends, this here will be my final Uganda newsletter. It is definitely late in coming, so I thank you for your grace. And, I know many of you may miss hearing from me (hehe), so feel free to e-mail anytime as I am always up for sharing how God is showing his goodness to me.

First, let me tell you briefly about my final few weeks in Uganda. It was certainly a whirlwind of a time. I was preparing goodbye presents for the boys and others, meeting with friends to say my final goodbyes, and concentrating on getting those last photos of beautiful Uganda. In the midst of the intense business I often forgot to eat, but I didn’t forget to thank Jesus over and over for my time in Kampala with ACTION. And there was SO much to be thankful for!

I even think back to the afternoon when I sat to debrief with Jim and Kappy at Ciao Ciao. Jim asked me to sum up my time in Africa using just one word. It was a big question, but after thinking on it for less than a minute, I decided on the word “blessed”. But let me better describe that one powerful word. I was blessed by God in so many ways during my time in Africa – with courage, finances, joy, strength, forgiveness, grace and simply to be serving him in Uganda in the first place…and the list goes on. I was also blessed to be able to see much fruit in the lives of the boys in the time that I was working with them. But, I humbly believe that God also allowed and empowered me to be a blessing to those I worked with and to those I ministered to. This would include the boys, the Aunties and Uncles, and even Jim and Kappy, the full time American missionaries there with ACTION. I do not say this with pride in my heart, but instead with sincere thankfulness to God as I had prayed time and again that I could be such a blessing.

And then came my final week and my final day at the shelter. Even Uncle David said that my goodbye celebration with the boys was the best party yet in the history of the day shelter. Jim had arranged for a fantastic spread of Ugandan fare with cake for dessert, and he had even asked the ice cream man to come by. To be honest, the day was filled with such joy and laughter that it was easy for me to forget it should have been a more somber occasion. But just as the bracelets on my wrists multiplied throughout the day (I kept being given them), so did the air of merriment. I attached a few photos of that day. The first shows me holding the present that everyone at the shelter gave to me; even a few of the boys pitched in some money. Needless to say, I was really touched. The second is of me eating the first piece of the “Bye Day” Cake. Oh friends, I wish you could have heard the noise in that room as they waited for me to put that small sweet chunk into my mouth. What a glorious way to fiunish my time with the boys.

Yet, even as my time in Uganda has come to an end and I have now been home for almost 2 months, the Holy Spirit continues to move in the hearts of the boys. I have received a bunch of texts from Uncle David and Uncle Enoch telling me such wonderful news. To begin with, our prayer for Sserwada from my last newsletter was answered – just a few weeks ago he decided to become a Christian and follow Jesus! Praise God!!! And then there is the news that Bob has gone home, and that Geoffrey was let out of prison and has returned home also. And to receive those texts from Enoch passing on Bob’s “thanks so much for loving me”, and Geoffrey’s “thanks for loving me and praying for me”…wow! The ache of missing is still there and the tears come with almost every new text from beloved Africa, but it is all so worth it to hear how lives were somehow changed as I stepped out in faith and obedience. To God be ALL the glory.

And let’s praise him some more! God has also been moving in MY life in such wonderful ways too. My Fall has been given a face lift, and I have been blessed with my very first car. And as the weeks have gone by, He has been teaching me more and more how to follow him faithfully, especially when I can’t make sense out of it all. But, the Word is right, his thoughts and ways are both higher than mine….and am I ever glad! So, as much as I am still adjusting to Canada, and as much as I truly miss my friends in Africa, I am so very excited about this new season of my life. It is another of those “new beginnings” that he just loves to give to me. Thanks, Daddy, for being so good to me.

I’d like to share just one more piece of praiseworthy news. All of the funds that I still needed to raise for my internship have now been donated. Praise God…and thanks to all who have had a part in that! But with that being said, if you feel that you would like to encourage me financially in this new season of my life, I invite you to do so yet. For the next month and a bit, your donations that are sent in to ACTION will go to reimbursing me for my plane tickets, visa, shots, etc, up to the amount of at least $3000. The information is below one last time. My heartfelt thanks once more for all of your care, giving, e-mails and prayers. God bless you.

As my Uganda writings have now come to an end, and as you and I are saying a goodbye of sorts, I would like to part ways as would so often happen at the shelter or at the end of a church service in Kampala. Imagine us shaking hands as we together recite “The Grace” (or “Ekisa” in Luganda) to each other...

May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Spirit be with us all, forever and ever. Amen!

Giving God the glory due his name,
Erin Spring (www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Ps. For those who live in the area, I will be sharing briefly at my church about my time in Uganda. It will be on October 18th, and my home church is Christian Life Community Church. Check out www.clcc.ca for directions and times. I do also hope to connect with many of you still. If you would like chat over a cup of tea and see some videos and more photos, please feel free to e-mail me. I would love to share more.

Photos: *Goodbye gift, cake, meal and dessert *Goodbye Lake Victoria *With my new (used) car, “Faith”

Staying Connected - July

Be still my soul, the Lord is on thy side
Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain
Leave to thy God, to order and provide
In every change He faithful will remain
Be still, be still, be still my soul…

My friends, it has been really good to be home, but it has also proved to be quite a painful time. It wasn’t until Kappy voiced it in an e-mail that I realized it’s true – I am going through a mourning period. I have had to leave behind so much…and so many dear, dear people. It broke my heart that I wasn’t there to bid farewell to Justus when he went home. (I knew Justus from day one and was always encouraging him to go home.) I praise God that he finally made that decision, yet I was too far away to fully share in the joy. And if that weren’t enough, Enoch told me that Sserwada still yells out my name each day at the shelter. As Sserwada has become one of those dearest to my heart, the tears were not slow in coming when I got that information. And now it sounds as though he also wants to go home and I shan’t be able to celebrate with him either.

Oh God, you are still at work. You are changing hearts and lives. May your name be glorified!

Yet, even with that praise on my lips, the pain still sits in my heart. It is so hard not being there and being a part of their lives in the day to day. But I can pray for them, and I invite you to continue doing so also. And please, could you also be praying for me? I know many of you already are and that is a great encouragement to me. I am unsure how to navigate through this transition time…let alone this “new” world called Canada. Yet, as the 17th century hymn sings, “In every change He faithful will remain”, so I know I am in good hands. Thank you Jesus.

Let me share a few specific prayer requests:
- Justus. Even though this one has made the decision to return home, let’s pray that his heart will turn to God and that he will have a good future.
- Sserwada. Let’s pray for a sincere desire to return home and also a heart turned over to God. We can also be praying for healing to come to his heart and his body (fungal infections).
- David, Enoch, Joy, Jenapher, Margaret – the Uncles and Aunties. They are also in a transitional period in the wake of my departure. Let’s be praying for wisdom, strength, and love to accompany them each day as they serve God in working with the boys at the shelter. Please also pray for God’s continued blessing and provision for their families – rent, food, school fees, etc.
- Jim and Kappy – the wonderful missionaries I was honored to serve with. Let’s pray for continued passion, vision and health, and for God’s blessing on their ministry there. As well, their car has been awfully moody for months now, so I know they would appreciate all prayers concerning that. And also, in my leaving, please be praying for them as they transition.

Thank you once again for…well, for being you. One great thing about coming home has been seeing my friends again and basking in their company…although I still have a heap more people to connect with. I am truly blessed by you and how you joined me on my latest adventure. And I pray that you have also been blessed during the time of my Ugandan internship. I hope that the stories of God’s faithfulness and love have encouraged you, inspired you, or somehow brought you closer to his open arms. I love you all very much.

Upheld by his grace,
Erin Spring
(www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

** *Note: Although my overseas term is officially over, I am still raising the final funds. The needed amount sits at about $1000. If you are interested in helping financially, the information is below. Thank you.

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Photos: *Justus and his fantastic smile *Goodbye to Sserwada, aka- mukwano gwange (my friend) *Goodbye to Auntie Joy *Jim, Kappy and their pet giraffe J *With Tiffany at White Rock, BC

A crying square peg

If tears could talk, what would they say? I sure wish I knew...

Today those tears are coming, bringing relief but also confusion. At first I was confused by my seeming inability to cry this past week, but now that the tears feel some freedom to fall, I don't know what they are trying to tell me. So do I fear them and lock them in? Tempting, but probably not the best option. (Right?)

I covet your prayers. This square peg wants to again fit into Canada's round hole...but not so much that her new angles are fully shaved away. As the tears come and more change occurs...goodness, I don't even know how to express my prayer. May our Heavenly Father and Lover of my soul be nearer than ever. Please God...

Amina.

Staying Connected - June

Greetings my dear friends,

Can you believe it?! I have less than 2 weeks left in this beautiful country. (I fly out of Entebbe and arrive into Vancouver on July 13th, with the 10 hour time difference.) I have blogged some about my feelings about leaving, and the bitter-sweetness of such a leaving threatens to bring me to tears already. As we had our circle prayer a couple of weeks ago at the shelter, I closed my eyes as Lugandan praises were lifted to our Heavenly Father. While we held hands and continued in prayer, the small hand that was holding my right middle finger loosened, and next thing I knew, Mommy was grasping my legs with both of her arms. Startled, I opened my eyes to see her gazing up at me gleefully, giggles escaping her lips. But as I smiled in return, I had to fight back the tears. This little one has become so precious to me, and I can hardly imagine not seeing her, or the boys, each week. God’s promises in his Word that his grace is sufficient…I think that my leaving Africa is going to require such an outpouring of that grace.

And let me share a bit more about Mommy. I am so happy to announce that just a few weeks ago she said my name for the first time – “Aunt Ellen”. Could I have been happier?! (The answer is “no”. J ) This sweet little girl has blossomed these past few months. When I first met Mommy, she was a sullen baby who did little more than lay in the dirt outside the church. But, with a little help from vitamins and milk, and with a lot of love, she is now running around and sharing her joyous spirit with all she meets. All glory be to God! Once again he has caused beauty to rise from the ashes. Attached are two photos of Mommy. The first is from February; she is extra unhappy in the photo because she was just learning to stand and was not pleased with being made to do so. The second one is from May; the difference is incredible and undeniable. And if it were at all possible, I would surely smuggle this one home!

And what about the boys? I know you are dying to hear how they are also. Well, the past month and a half have truly been a blessed time at the shelter as we have seen many good changes in the boys. I will begin with Sserwada. You may remember him from my past letters. Sserwada is a sweet kid, but he can sure be stubborn also. This stubbornness is especially evident when you suggest he bathe. But, just a couple of weeks ago, after he was alarmed at the roundworm patch that appeared on his arm, I managed to convince him to shower and watch his clothes. This is the first time he has done either of these things at the shelter – ever! I was so proud. And not only did he clean himself and his clothes, he took about half an hour to mend his trousers before washing them – a decision he made on his own. Going from showering once a week to a more regular schedule may seem like a small thing, but I believe that even in this, Sserwada is coming to believe that he has more worth. I pray it is so.

Then we have Kadonya. Kadonya is one of the older boys at the shelter and he is known as a fighter. To be honest, this is one boy who has always intimidated me some. But once again, God has been at work. The rough edges of this young man are gradually being smoothed out so that there is already an evident difference in his attitude. He refrains from fighting and now encourages the others to behave. And the week before last, Kadonya did his school work for the first time. If you knew Kadonya, you would know what a huge deal that is! And he has also determined to learn English; he will now come up to me and say, “Aunt”, which is followed by a sentence in English that sometimes even I need help to understand. But, he is trying, and I am so very proud. May God continue to soften Kadonya’s heart and to make his dwelling there.

And Ramos…I wrote about Ramos in my last update. I mentioned how he was always talking about waiting for his “chance” on the streets. But now, he may have given up on that tactic. Ramos was not at the shelter last Monday and so we began to wonder – he never misses a day. When he didn’t show up Tuesday or Wednesday, I even became a little worried. We pray that Bob’s suspicion is correct and that Ramos has returned home, but there is always the possibility that he has been arrested. Let’s continue to pray for God’s safety and presence to be with this one. Oh, and a highlight with Ramos also…in the beginning of June, Ramos entrusted me with the knowledge of his real name, “Ramos” being his street name. I was honored that he decided to trust me to that depth. I pray all is well with him.

In continuing with news from the shelter, in the past month, we have seen three boys go home. Attached is a picture of Robert the day before his departure. Ismael and Edward have also returned home. We need to pray especially for Edward as the village that he returned to is currently struggling with famine. And Kassim also needs our prayers as he was arrested by the police a week ago. Kassim is a gentle boy who takes the younger boys under his wing and watches out for them on the streets. Let’s pray that God will keep him safe and healthy, and that Kassim would know God’s presence in a way he has yet to know. And for some good news: Faruk confessed to Enoch last week and is now in God’s family. Praise the Lord! We pray that God’s transforming power will bring life and healing to this one as he aims to grow in his new Christian faith.

We also had a ‘first’ with the boys this month. We organized the first ever Street Boy Day Camp. We invited the boys to meet in a church in their main hang out area of Kisenyi. After hearing the gospel, the boys played football and then watched the ‘Jesus’ film in Luganda. And at the end of the day, to the sheer delight of those who had doubted our promise of food, we ate some wonderful Ugandan fare. That day was eye opening for me on two accounts. First, I saw to a greater depth the amount of pain and suffering that is on the streets of Kampala. A number of the boys were ever seen with a fuel-doused handkerchief or wad of string held to their mouths. The odor in the room was so strong that my throat began to ache. Still others were seen chewing kuba milla – a leaf that gives its eater the energy not to sleep. (This is how many boys manage to stay awake at night to go on their stealing binges.) But, in the midst of these hurting and misguided boys, “our boys” – as we like to call them – shone like lights in the darkness. It was on this day that I truly saw the fruit of the love we tirelessly share with those who come to the shelter. Our boys were not perfect, but they were different; they were calm, obedient, gentle, confident, grateful and responsible. I thank God that he has continually filled each of us who serve at the shelter, the empty vessels that we are, with his love. It is only by that love that these rough and hurting lives could have changed. We pray that many more boys will accept the invitation to come to the shelter, but also that they will no longer put aside God’s invitation for a hope-filled life.

And on a more personal note, I had a few highlights this June also. The first weekend of June saw me visiting three of the Watoto villages that are here in Kampala. It was a day to learn about Watoto’s vision and work, but also to let God speak to me about future work he may have in mind for me. I also had the privilege of joining a beautiful Christian woman, Rosemary, as she visited the homes of many suffering from HIV/AIDS in Nakawa. We were able to listen to their struggles, encourage them and pray with them. It is a wonderful and needed work. Also, I have spent some time with a young lady named, Shakira. Shakira works at the supermarket that I frequent, and I think we hit it off so well because we have the same sense of humor. As she is a Muslim, I have been praying that God would use me to encourage her towards Christ. Please be praying for this relationship as I plan to share more with her in the coming days, and even give her a Bible.

Thank you all for your consistent prayers for me. I keep thanking God for his faithfulness to me in this land. But please now be praying for my health. Three days ago, it all started with what felt like horrible allergies. Hours later, it was the flu. It became the worst flu I have ever had; I almost fainted while bartering with a boda driver and the chills caused me to shake so badly that I could hardly walk. Praise God, the fever broke on Wed evening, and now it is just a pestering cold. (Kappy is also suffering from a cold, so you can be praying for her also.) But, on the heels of that flu came the realization that I had bed bugs. I spent all of yesterday doing laundry and shifting to a different room. Please, please, please be praying that I have come to this new room without those pestering bugs. Their bites are incredibly itchy, but these bugs also have a way of affecting my spirit; I become discouraged so easily. Ah, but God brought Romans 16:20 to mind last night to encourage me. If he can crush Satan under my feet…it’s clear what he can do about those tiny little bed bugs. No matter what happens, the God of peace is still in control. May his name be praised!!

Even though my time here is running, there is still time for you to give toward my internship. The amount is still at $1500. I am in awe of God’s goodness and your kindness over these past few months. I just ask that you would remain prayerful and obey however God leads. Thanks you my dear friends.

I hope to write once more before I come home, but with a lot of stuff to cram into just 9 days, I can’t promise that I will. But, I will inform you of my safe arrival in Canada and be sure to let you know how God is helping me transition. I look forward to seeing so many of you very soon. Be blessed!

Faithfully following the Shepherd wherever he leads,

Erin Spring (www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Photos: *Mommy – Feb *Mommy – May *Kadonya *Robert *4 x Kisenyi *Silliness with Shakira

Welcoming change

Welcome change into your life - Pastor Robert, Kansanga Grace Church

(My thoughts taken from the notes I wrote in my bible during yesterday's church service.)

I am excited to go home right now simply because God is good and he will be with me. He won't stop being with me. He won't stop using me. I will not just be okay - that change is in God's hands. He is before it, in it and after it, enclosing me in his loving hands at the same time. There is great joy in that. There is a great joy in me. Thank you Jesus! All praise and glory be to your Name.

Change comes so that I can change. - Pastor Robert

Who can say 'no' to that? I can't. :)

Staying Connected - May Belated

Muli mutya my friends,

Coming to you now is my much-belated May update. I would like to sincerely apologize for its tardiness. As the tendonitis in my wrist was very bad last month, I decided it best to give it a bit of a break. Yet, in that time off of typing, I also allowed my mind and heart to rest. It pained me to think of my rapidly upcoming departure from Africa, and thus preferred the silence of denial. But as the deceptive safety of denial dissipated, I could see the benefit it would have been if I had resumed my blogging and kept in better contact with you all at home. I need you each by my side. Please do accept my apology. Can we fall into step beside one another again?

About my tendonitis then; the rest it received in May did do wonders for the pain. Regretfully, it has worsened once again as there is typing and writing that really cannot be put off any longer. Despite the discouragement this has brought, God has been so gracious.

Now let me tell you some of what went on in May. The month began with company. I was so excited to welcome my friend Philip to Uganda and to share my African world with him. He spent a few days in Kampala with me, meeting many of those I have come to love dearly. He was even here to help me celebrate my birthday with the boys at the shelter. All in all it was a great time! Below is a bit of what he thought of his visit:

Hey everyone,

I am Erin's friend Philip.

Last month I had the pleasure of visiting Erin in Kampala at the tail end of my trip to Uganda.This was my first trip to Africa and I had no idea what to expect. Kampala is a bustling city with people everywhere. However, with a short ride on a boda-boda (motorbike taxi) you can see both ramshackle slums of barely constructed buildings and fancy, well-architected malls with all the amenities.

One clarification though. I've always acquainted the word "slum" with its near-homonym "slime." I think of rain pouring over tin-roof and wall-less shacks crammed along cramped and filthy streets run on by barefooted children. While this can be the case, the areas I visited had brick buildings with doors. The neighborhoods have a semblance of order and structure. There is a definite way of life even in a slum.

I was with Erin Saturday through Tuesday, and on Sunday morning we went with Pastor Jim to a "slum church" where he was to speak. As warned, Erin and I both were asked to get up and give a greeting. What I wasn't expecting was the request to talk to the Sunday school class! The kids were great though as I talked for a couple minutes about one of my favorite verses.

On both Monday and Tuesday I went with Erin to the street boys shelter she works at. It was so much fun to be able to actually experience first-hand all she's been sharing with us through her newsletters over the past several months. I've now met and talked with so many of the boys she talks about!

These kids are there of their own will. They don't have to be there. It's the love of the people there that keeps them coming back. The boys are fed, taught, and kept safe during their time at the shelter. God is using Erin and the rest of the staff to change their lives. You can see it in how they respected me, a white man they'd never met, as I shared with them. This was love and respect shown because of the love and respect of the others who love on them week in and week out.

I was honored to be able to have the opportunity to be a part of their lives, even for only two days. Perhaps some of what I talked to them about as I led Bible studies will stick with them as they work to better their lives.

Thanks for taking the time to read the story of my time visiting our dear friend Erin!

- Philip

Soon after Philip left, we had a one-day Kids Camp in a village in Lwero. At first we were expecting 500 children and then the number rose to 800. But at the end of the day we estimate that over 1000 kids came out. The children heard the gospel message and were encouraged to trust Jesus and to bring their parents to church. And of course, we also served up some fantastic Ugandan fare. The day was long and tiring, but it was exciting to see God work out every problem that came up throughout the day. Driving home, exhausted and dirty, we were all full of joy at how God has orchestrated the day and brought his Word to the children. I felt so blessed to have been part of this event as God’s pleasure with it was so evident.

May also found me visiting the Remand Home (youth prison) for the first time. I was relieved to not see any familiar faces, but at the same time my heart was saddened to see some as young as 12 there in the green uniform. But just as there are differing reasons for our boys to come to living on the streets, I leant that the boys and girls at this youth prison also come under differing circumstances. Some are there because of their crimes, but I learnt that there are others who have been taken there by their own parents. These parents hope that the rigid rules and discipline at the Remand Home will break the stubborn hearts of their children so they can return home and live in peace with the family. Still some there are orphans or are there unbeknownst to their parents, making the release of these even more unlikely. We know that our 1 hour Bible time is a welcome distraction from their troubled thoughts, but please be praying that the ministry there would see many turn to Jesus and the hope he offers. And especially be praying for David and Enoch as they are the ones that serve there each Friday.

I also want to give a little update on how Geoffrey is doing. We are excited that Tigers Club accepted him into their program so that he could gain some job training, but unfortunately Geoffrey is having trouble being patient and following the rules that Tigers has set up. My prayer is that he doesn’t mess up this chance. As I regularly bring this precious young man before God’s throne, won’t you please keep him in your prayers also. May God’s will be done!

And won’t you also join me in praying for Ramos (see picture below). Ramos is one of the most talented 15 year-old boys I have ever met. After only two days of simple guitar instruction from Enoch, he was figuring out chords on his own and playing wonderfully. His English, skill at drawing and general knowledge amazes me also. He knows he is wasting his talents while living on the streets, but like so many others, he is opting to remain there until he gets his “chance”. And the “chance” that he is hoping for is to go back to school, but also to one day play professional football. Just last week he connected with a team here in Kampala that he hopes he can play for although he doesn’t have money to pay the monthly fees. I have been praying for God’s will in this situation, but more than that, I pray that the Holy Spirit would touch Ramos’ heart and bring cause his faith in Jesus to grow and produce much good fruit.

I have so much more burning in my heart to share with you all, but I fear this letter has already been too long. My first June update will follow shortly so that I can tell you about how Mommy keeps getting cuter every day and about the other wonderful happenings at the shelter. God has been so faithful!

And his faithfulness has even overflowed onto the situation of my finances. The remaining amount is just under $1500. I want to thank those of you who have sent money, whether once or multiple times, out of your little or your much. And although I have sent in some of the needed funds myself, there is such joy in being able to share the ministry with you in this way. I am reminded by Paul’s words to the Philippians when he said he was “looking for what may be credited to [their] account” (4:17). We are storing up those heavenly treasures together.

Thanks, dear friends, for sticking with me even through May’s silence. It is now just over four weeks until many of you can have a face-to-face update. Time is sure running!!

Mukama abakume – the Lord keep you.

Be blessed,

Erin Spring (www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

Mailing Address: c/o Robinette, PO Box 71249 Clock Tower, Kampala Uganda, East Africa

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Photos: Philip with Mikey and Wilson, Birthday cake, Lwero x 3, With Ramos and Geoffrey

Goodbye denial

(Written June 3rd)

It’s Wednesday night in the first week of June. We had a fantastic day at the shelter and many laughs were shared amongst us. But now I find myself alone in my “house” (aka hotel room). Tonight’s the night I say good bye to Denial. I have resisted blogging this past month because I knew each entry would tell of the bittersweet emotions I am feeling right now, and I just haven’t wanted to think about the “goodbyes” that are soon to come. But Denial is not a faithful companion; she will vanish as soon as the plane lifts out of the Entebbe airport…if not before. And then what would I have? A heck of a lot of thinking to do.

So tonight I am carefully removing the cards and photos from my hotel room wall. As I carefully wipe Africa’s red dust off of each of them, I am reminded of the sweet part of leaving – my friends and family. So much love is in each card, and I am humbled at the realization that many really do care about me. My thoughts quickly drift to those others who have shown their care by donating towards my internship and praying for God’s will to be done in my life. I feel so loved.

Finally, I sense the excitement rising up in my heart. Denial is on her way out. After all, just as Jim reminded me yesterday, God knows why he had me here for this period of time. And it is also his will for me to return to Canada next month. And really, isn’t God’s plan the best plan? I sure think so. And because of that, instead of denying the fact that I will soon be leaving beloved Africa, I will accept it. Just as I chose to accept the deep loneliness that accompanied me in my first months here, I will accept that Canada is my next destination.

Yet not as I will...

There is an aspect of cruelty to this here internship: “Erin, go to Africa, a place you have longed to go for years. Fall in love with the children and make new friends. But don’t stay. Return before too long and resume life and school.”

My heart aches at the thought of leaving Uganda. And, as much as the tears do come when I think of my parents or the opportunity to share fun times with my friends, I’m not so sure about returning to Canada. Maybe that is good because it means I have truly sought to love and live wholly in this new land. But good or not, the ache is certain.

God, just as you have given me this opportunity to come to Africa, please let me also accept the opportunity to return home. You are the Guide I have chosen to follow, and I know your paths are littered with wild flowers and beautiful stones, good gifts and joy. The cup you have chosen for me to drink is so different than that of your Son’s, but please help me to partake of it as willingly as he did.

“Yet not as I will, but as you will. May your will be done.” (Matthew 26:39b, 42b)

Staying Connected - April B

My wonderful friends,

Thank you for taking the time to read another of my updates. Despite the deep home-sickness that I experienced these past few weeks, I can honestly say that these weeks have been the most joy-filled of my time here in Africa. That is because God is working and lives are being changed – mine included.

Let me begin with the best news. Just last week we learnt that one of our boys had made the decision to follow Jesus! Praise the Lord! ‘Rasta’ had decided to become a Christian almost two months ago, but he chose to keep it a secret at first. When I asked him why, he said it was because he didn’t think people would believe him because of his Rastafarian-style hair and what such hair represents here. But, two weeks ago he went to the barber to get his head shaved – it was a baptism of sorts. (See attached photos.) And, although his nickname is still on the lips of many, he now prefers to go by Geoffrey. Wow! But, the transformation is not purely physical; his actions are also changing. God is working the best miracle of all - he is changing the heart of one of his beloved. It is so exciting and amazing to watch! I could barely even concentrate on my school work that week because my heart was soaring with joy. And another of the boys, Ismael, also made a decision for Jesus two weeks ago! He also hopes to go home in the coming month. You have to be smiling as you read this!

Do be praying for these two, that their faith would grow and that their hearts would continue to be open to God’s transforming power. And please, please, please keep on praying for us and the work at the shelter. Be praying that God would save many more of the boys, but also for continued protection over us all and for God’s peace to be evident in that place. The enemy is not happy that he just lost a few souls, and he has been fighting back in their lives and at the shelter also.

A few more tidbits of joy from the shelter: Joseph has been accepted into a program with another aid agency (Tigers Club) and is going to school to pursue auto mechanics. Ambrose reached home safely and sounds to be doing well. Fred finally decided to return home (to live with his Grandmother, I believe) and will now be going back to school. And another boy, one from the first shelter that ACTION had here in Kampala, has also been accepted into an aid program and is now off of the streets. It is undeniable that God is at work. As Mother Teresa said, “They come into the world one at a time so they must be reached one at a time.” And how exciting to see it happening!

And as for what God has been doing in my life…the joy of it all is hard to put into words. I have been elated to be a part of God’s work here in Uganda. He is enabling me to know his leading in such a clear way that I can be confident that it is he working through me instead of it being me leaning on my giftings or skills. It is not about me! It’s about the Word of God coming to the boys through me. To be a conduit of God’s love, joy and freedom has been humbling and exhilarating. And as I express to them his goodness and the amazing love he has for them, my own heart is uplifted by the wonderful news. God is so good, my friends, and he loves you dearly as well.

So what else has gone on since my last newsletter? To begin with, the Tuesday after the holiday we had an Easter party for the boys at the shelter. About 75 boys came out to hear God’s Word, play hours of football, and eat an amazing meal. We had a great day! And that following weekend was the final Bible Conference at All Nations Bible College. The last 110 Bibles were received with eagerness and thankfulness, and once again we are praying for much fruit to come from the recipients’ future studies of its pages. And another piece of personal news, my friend Philip from the States is at a YWAM Conference in Jinja this week and will be staying to visit with me in Kampala for a few days after its completion. What a blessing – company in Africa!

And now, as my time is quickly drawing near to say goodbye to beloved Africa, please continue to remember me in your prayers. I want to serve God strong until the end, making the most of every day and opportunity that he gives me. I also am still in need of funds for the remainder of my time here. If you feel you’d like to give, the details are below. And while you are praying for those things, you could also be praying for my tendonitis. It has flared up over the last few weeks and begun to really limit me in my studies and even in my personal journaling and contact with home. And last but not least, my daily safety is something I can never take for granted, so please join your prayers with mine in this also. Thank you, my friends. Oh, and one last prayer request: Auntie Joy found out on Monday that one of her Aunts just passed away. Joy is there with the family now and we pray she returns safely with peace in her heart.

Let me leave you with a few verses that have been encouraging me this month:

“It is for freedom that Christ has set us free. Stand firm, then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery.” – Galatians 5:1

“Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.” – Isaiah 64:4

With an abundance of joy,

Erin Spring (www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

Mailing Address: c/o Robinette, PO Box 71249 Clock Tower, Kampala Uganda, East Africa

To support financially:

~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21^st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.

~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.

~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Photos: *Before – ‘Rasta’ *After – Geoffrey * Shelter Easter Party * Hats – Me with Uncle David and one of the boys at the Easter party * Jim teaching at the final Bible Conference * Jackfruit – sticky and sweet

A taste of Kampala

This morning at church I had an experience that would undoubtedly not occur in Canada. My friend Yosia and I decided to go to Watoto Church (formerly known as KPC – Kampala Pentecostal Church). We arrived late and so were ushered into the overflow section which is outside in a tin-roofed, tent-sided structure; there we watched the service on a large screen.

As the sermon was underway, I suddenly felt something soft brush the underside of my left foot. Startled, I pulled my foot back to find a stray cat casually standing there gazing at me with its beautiful lime green eyes. “Meow, meow”, it quietly uttered. Oh goodness! I couldn’t help but laugh. The cat made his way down the row and then later came back to lie grooming itself underneath Yosia’s chair. (See photo.)

I have had to chase a chicken out of the church at one of our Bible conferences. And at another church, one of the ladies took it upon herself to leave her chair to scare off the crow that was sitting on the church wall disrupting the service. But a cat in church? Well, why not I guess? :)

Happy Easter

(written April 13th)

At the foot of the tragic mysterious tree
On that beautiful scandalous night you and me
Were atoned by his blood and forever washed white
On that beautiful scandalous night

Easter’s adored Bunny did not make his rounds in busy Kampala; baskets galore were empty, not given and not received. Intriguing. An Easter without bunnies, void of chocolate eggs and marshmallow treats? Could this still be Easter?

What this weekend lacked in goodies and commercialism was replaced with a deep-seated sense of why we celebrate the occasion of Easter. Of course I already knew it was the time to celebrate Jesus’ victory over sin, death and the grave, but amidst the joyous clamor of children hunting for foil-wrapped eggs, it can easily become the secondary reason for celebration.

Easter commemorates the Christian’s new beginning, made possible by the love of God and the sacrifice of his Son. There was great darkness as Jesus hung on the cross, embodying our sins, both great and small. Wailing must have been heard as those who had called for his death looked upon his disfigured and blood-stained body, beating their breasts in agony and regret.

Yet, God purposed it all for good. Or, day I say, to be the most wonderful and amazing, the most gracious and undeserved gift ever imagined – a new beginning. That gift was made available to all…even to those whose hands had wielded the hammer; to those who had gambled for Christ’s garments as he hung unclothed on the rough wooden cross; even for those who were crucified on either side of him…the gift was offered. There is beauty in that giving.

And I see myself. Looking down I glimpse the hammer in my own hand. Throwing it to the ground, I drop to my knees, resisting the urge to vomit. What an unthinkable crime I have just committed. My sin, by wrongs, had nailed him to that cross. But, he had seen me – seen us – over the decades and centuries. He knew there was much we would need to be cleansed from, so he took it all upon himself that very day. It is a wonder that the cross did not tumble under such a weight.

But, it didn’t end at his death. Life sprung from Jesus’ selfless deed, just as he himself emerged from the stone grave. We also can start anew, washed in his shed blood to purify us from our wrongs and failures.

All of this was on my mind as I spent Easter day in the company of my new American and Ugandan friends. One, a former drunkard, was given a new beginning when he turned to God and turned away from the drink. Another, a former Muslim, found a new beginning as she chose Jesus, letting God wash her of her sins and speak his love into her heart. It was a day in the company of those who, just like me, had one day found themselves on their knees in front of the sin-soaked cross.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come! (2 Corinthians 5:17) Thank you Jesus!

Staying Connected - April A

Hello dear Friends,

Well, I am past the half way point of my internship, and it is bitter-sweet for sure. As much as I look forward to seeing my parents and friends again, and also worshipping with my church family, my heart will surely break when I have to leave the boys and my other new friends. I had a taste of that emotion as we dropped Luke off at the airport just last week. It is not going to be an easy day when I find myself to be the one flying away. I sincerely pray that God will continue strengthening me and enabling me to give my all while I am here as my natural instincts recommend that I draw away prematurely to escape the impending hurt. Not this time! 100% until the end!

So with Luke now gone, I will be heading to the shelter alone. This gives me reason for added anxiety and nervousness, but I know that God is teaching me still and that this is simply the next part of the process. But I’m not the only one who will miss Luke’s presence…he will be missed terribly by the boys and other volunteers as well. However, I know that his impact will be a lasting one. To give an example, it is because of Luke’s teaching on The Prodigal Son that another boy has decided to go home. This Thursday, Ambrose will begin the long trek to Uganda’s north-eastern Karamoja region. As he has now spent about two years on the streets, I pray that his family accepts him back with open arms, just like the father in the well-known Bible story. (He is pictured below with the page he colored for Jajja Luke.)

But before Luke’s departure, we had a very busy few weeks; besides the long days at the shelter (and language lessons for me), we were also preparing for and participating in the Life Application Study Bible (LASB) Conferences. ACTION Uganda hosted two retired Pastors from America – Rod and Bruce. Both of these men came despite their personal trials or limitations and were an encouragement far beyond their teaching times.

During these Conferences, Rod and Bruce gave Pastors, students and evangelists some training on how to use the features in their new LASB, and they even offered a basic outline for understanding, interpreting and applying scripture. The turnouts were amazing and the joy was contagious. And not only were these meetings a first for ACTION of this magnitude (about 1200 Bibles were given away), but never before has Uganda seen such large gatherings of Pastors. For that reason, the local news not only covered the first conference of about 420 attendees, but they also ran the clip with their top news stories for at least a week. (Yes, I was on Uganda TV…well, at least the back of my left side…haha.) We are praying that the many churches and families that were represented at these conferences will grow steadily in their faith, overflowing to their communities and regions. And our prayer is also that these will only be the first of such conferences that will be put on by ACTION internationally.

And for me personally, these conferences were a chance to minister alongside old and new Ugandan friends while overseeing the registration process at three (out of six, I think) of the meetings. This had its many challenges as much of my effort was put into continually adjusting my methods of communication and leadership to be culturally sensitive. But nevertheless, we all had a lot of fun working together, and it was an honor simply to be involved in such a venture! Oh, and I can’t forget…the first conference also allowed me to use my balloon décor skills learnt during my one year stint at Classic Party and Balloon. I couldn’t help but laugh at how God foresaw these events and saw to it that I was prepared. J What an exciting, busy, exhausting, crazy, and joy-filled few weeks!

Well, that’s all my news for now, but I do have one small apology that I would like to give. I am sorry, friends, that my blogs have been limited these past few weeks. Sure, I have been busy, but I have also been lazy. I wasn’t that I was too lazy to type, but instead I was too lazy to look into my heart and examine my feelings and emotions. But, as my fervor for the Lord has been refreshed in the dawn of my new loneliness, my heart is alive once again to feel and to hurt, but also to dream. Do be checking the blog now and again as I will have new posts up more frequently.

And if you have been thinking about sending financial support, there is still some time. Let me put out the invitation once again: the necessary funds for the remainder of my internship still hovers around $2000. Even a gift as small as $20 will help to close the gap…especially if it is offered by many. But, God won’t speak to all of you to give, and others don’t have anything to offer but their prayers…but please know, I need those prayers as well! I wouldn’t want to be here without that support behind me. Thanks to each of you for how you are involved in this journey. You have been a blessing to me, and I pray, to the people of Uganda through me. May our work here bear fruit, just as Luke’s did.

I will conclude here with a few specific prayer requests:
- Perseverance through loneliness, transition and trials
- That I could find a balance between school work and ministry
- That I will excel in my language learning and be motivated to study although my classes are finished
- That our now-smaller team will continue to serve with unity and purpose
- For safety each day…for Jim, Kappy and myself

With a heart of joy and gratitude,
Erin Spring

(www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

Ps. This link will take you to my Facebook album titled “Why I love being in Africa”. It has photos of many of those I have come to love here in Uganda. Enjoy. http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=104510&id=595255379&l=eb2ac876aa

Mailing Address: c/o Robinette, PO Box 71249 Clock Tower, Kampala Uganda, East Africa

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Pictures: * Registration table @ Conference #1 * LASB Conference #1 ~ 420 people *A Korean Pastor overjoyed to receive his new Bible at Conference #2 * Random photo of a motorbike parked outside the church at Conference #2 *Me at the Registration table – Conference #3

*Ambrose

My Companion in the midst of loneliness

To be a disciple of Jesus Christ is to have a Companion all the time. But that does not mean we will never suffer loneliness. In fact, it means that we may be lonely in ways we would not have been if we had not chosen to be disciples. When people who are contemplating becoming missionaries ask me, “But what about loneliness?” I tell them, Yes. You’ll be lonely. It’s part of the price. Strangers in strange lands are lonely. You accept that in advance.
~ Elizabeth Elliot (The Path of Loneliness)

I willingly and excitedly travelled to Africa to become that stranger in a strange land. But you see, I forgot to count the cost. I did not accept this loneliness in advance. I guess it’s not too late to embrace its rough and tiring companionship, but it is his holy companionship that I truly desire.

“Why am I in this?”

I feel selfish and distracted, the amount of time I spend pondering my condition. But, as I gaze into the mirror of my heart today, it is not my own reflection that I desire. I want to be awoken afresh to God’s love and care for me, now and always. I want this searching to offer that most precious reflection.

What a friend we have in Jesus
All our sins and griefs to bear
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer

Oh, what peace we often forfeit
Oh, what needless pain we bear
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer

Between worlds

(written April 1)

Just a few days ago we took Luke to the airport (see photo above, taken before the drive to Entebbe). What an odd sensation it was to stand there almost four months before it was my turn to get on the plane. I looked at Kappy, and then at David; these people that I didn’t know at all just a few months before were now my good friends. It is hard to imagine the day without talking with one or both of them. Yet, just as Luke was leaving, I would too. Those friends would be left behind…not to mention the boys and the others.

I am between worlds. Although I still don’t fit 100% in Uganda, neither do I fit 100% in Canada any longer. And this middle ground is a little unsettling, I’m not gonna lie.

I knew this would come – the change. How can one go to a different land for a lengthy period of time and not change? But as news from home indicates even more change, I sigh deeply. If I chose to bear it, this burden would weigh heavy. But a note from Tricia this very day reminds me that Jesus is my hope and that I can leave all of my worries to him.

So, what now? Well, even though this season of “middleness” will last for a number of months more, Jesus is here with me in it. And I pray that he would help me to live fully here while I am here, and to do the same when I return home. By his strength and grace, I hope to achieve this.

Staying Connected - March A

My dear friends,

This update is going to be a little different from the others. I have felt that, in an effort to keep my letters short, I have been unable to give a good picture of what it’s like to work at the Street Boy Shelter. This ministry brings me much joy, but the struggles are also very real. There hasn’t yet been a day at the shelter void of some nervousness, anxiety and/or fear. The reality is, as much as I have come to love working with the boys, it is not an easy task.

A few months ago, David led a staff devotion on Romans 12:1-2. These verses talk about offering our bodies to God as living sacrifices. David said that we did that each day we came to minister to the boys. They are dirty, they smell, they fight, and they use bad language, yet we offer our hands in greeting or place ourselves between them to break up the fights. He encouraged us with the fact that God is happy with that sacrifice. That devotional has stuck with me ever since and does a great job at describing what it is like to work with street boys.

And, to make this challenging work even more challenging, there was an incident this week that has caused me a lot of turmoil. I covet your prayers for the safety of my heart, mind, body and spirit. I know that God has led me to this ministry for this present season, and I know that even in this incident he promises to bring beauty and growth. And, as my time here is only half over, please be praying that I will know how to joyfully and lovingly continue in this work in light of its trials and challenges.

Yet, despite the hardships, there is much joy in this work. It is on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday that I laugh the most each week. Whether I am laughing at my botched Luganda as I try to communicate with the boys, at Sserwa da as he sings and dances his way around the room, or at the cheeky answers the boys give, it can be delightful. And of course there are also the little people who wander in and out of the church. To see Mommy come alive and cheerfully toddle around the room…it’s amazing! And this week she said her second word (at least the second one I have heard her say.) I was playing cards with a few of the boys and she was standing near us. Suddenly she looked up at me and said “vvaayo” which means “go away” or “get out of the way”. I was blocking her path with my legs because of how I was sitting so she told me to move. I couldn’t believe it! That sure made us all laugh.

But other than laughing, I find a lot of joy in teaching. I love to teach the school portion of the day and to see some of the boys memorizing the weekly verses I give after I teach from the Bible. A few weeks ago I tried something different for the school time. I photocopied a Word Search from one of the books my parents had mailed me and then gave a few additional geography questions that corresponded with the puzzle. They loved it! David walked into the room and asked me if they were doing a test because the room was unusually quiet. Haha! Even the workers joined in and did the puzzle and questions with the boys. But, an additional victory for me that day was that Rashid did the school work for the first time since I have been helping at the shelter. (He is wearing black pants in the photo below.) What a great day. :)

So, in joy or in pain, I am serving the Lord where he has placed me. And he has not put me there alone. I would like to next introduce you to those I am privileged to work alongside. First is David (aka Uncle). He is the Youth Pastor at Miracle of Faith Church and the leader of the street boy ministry that the church facilitates. He has been working with the boys for over two years now, and his love for them is so evident. Next are the Aunties: Joy, Jenafer and Margaret. These Ugandan women have so much patience, endurance, and joy! Their love for God just overflows onto the boys, and their laughter livens up the room every day. Then there is Luke (aka Jajja – Grandparent). Luke is a retired Pastor from Eastern Canada. He has a sincere desire to teach the boys God’s word, and he also loves to treat them to ice cream. Needless to say, the boys love this too. J And finally, there is Enoch (aka Uncle, although he is the same age as some of the boys – 18). Enoch has just begun his year long period of working at the shelter. I believe his testimony will be a great example of hope for the boys. And, as I’m sure you’re curious, I am called Auntie Erin…although it is most often said as “Aunt Allenee”.

Please be praying for continued strength for us all, and that God would be seen in each one of us. But, more specifically, you could be praying for Jenafer’s Uncle. Just this week he was captured by rebels in the Congo and is now in prison. We are praying for his safe release, but also for his salvation. Also this week, Enoch lost his Grandmother. Although she lived to be over 100 years old (very uncommon here), the loss is still painful and we pray that he will be comforted. And for Luke: his 6 month term is over at the end of this month, so let’s pray that he can finish strong.

So, the struggles are continual as we try to discern when the boys are being truthful, how to steer them away from stealing and other wrongs, and how to show God’s love and truth in a culture that is full of abuse, manipulation and corruption. May joy be multiplied and may lives be changed as the boys choose to follow Jesus. Amen!

Thanks for continuing to stand alongside me. Not only do I need your support, but I can feel it also. To give a quick update on my funds, I am still in need of just over $2000. Your kindness and faithfulness in this area up until now has astounded me. Thank you! Also, as you are praying for the requests above, please keep in mind the Bible Conferences that we have coming up over the next few weeks. 1200 Bibles will be given to Pastors and church leaders as they come to be trained and encouraged. This is a first for ACTION in this magnitude and we really pray for God’s blessing to be on these events.

Be blessed,

Erin Spring (www.actionintl.org/spring --- erinrachelspring.blogspot.com)

Mailing Address: c/o Robinette, PO Box 71249 Clock Tower, Kampala Uganda, East Africa

To support financially:
~ Cheques are to be made out to “Action International Ministries” and mailed to: 3015A 21st St. NE, Calgary, AB T2E 7T1. My name cannot appear anywhere on the cheque. Instead, please enclose a separate note specifying it is for me.
~ Donations can also be made by credit card over the phone or debited monthly from your bank account or credit card. Simply call 403.204.1421 or 1.888.443.2221 (toll-free), and they will assist you.
~ Online donations are also possible. Go to www.actionintl.org/spring for my page.

Photo Descriptions:

- Jenafer, David, Margaret, Joy

- Enoch

- Luke

- Rashid and Emmanuel doing their school work

- With Bobiwin and another

- With Mommy