There were so many children with so many different types of challenges: physical deformities, mental disabilities, deafness and blindness. My heart was broken. Because there is always more need than there is funding, a few children did not receive beds. It wasn’t as many as previous days, but still, one is too many. After the bed distribution, I went to sit for a minute, and as I watched our team members interact with the children and begin to say their goodbyes, Madelene came and sat next to me and asked me for my thoughts. I tried to speak but could not. All I could say is that I was trying to keep it together. I began to sob and quickly got up to move away and compose myself. As we were loading up to to leave, I heard Brooke yell and as I saw her she waved to me to come back from the van. My little friend wanted to hug me goodbye. Her name was Prossy. I was devastated to leave that community, yet so thankful that God allowed me to share in this experience. As I write this, I am recalling our team devotion on Tuesday about our time on Earth and making our days count for Him. Psalms 90:12 says to “teach us to number our days that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Psalms 62:12 says, “you reward everyone according to what they have done.” And Jeremiah 17:10 says, “I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind to reward each person according to their ways, according the fruit of their doings.” This whole experience is very difficult to understand. There is no way to tell you in words the plight of these children. You must experience this firsthand. I pray for grace and mercy for my Ugandan friends, and for an unwavering focus to make every day count for Him. ]]>