ASHLEA BRENEMAN - Almost two years ago I was apart of something I didn’t think would happen in my life. It was one of those dreams I had shoved to the back of my mind and my heart. But God is too gracious and good and faithful to allow the dreams He’s placed in His children to go unnoticed. Little by little he will bring them to the forefront until they are a bright blinking neon sign before our eyes.
In January of 2009, I traveled thousands of miles to visit a country in Eastern Africa called Uganda with Compassion. A country filled with a tragic history and desperate situations but filled with beautiful people and a hope in the midst of it all.
My job was easy. Observe and take in. Be present.
It’s hard though when the scenario is not easy. When you’re in a little shack with a family who’s father died because of AIDS and a mother struggling to provide for her children who also have AIDS.
You sit there and wonder.
How can this be?
But in the midst of desperation, there is this thing ripping through your heart.
This belief that God is real.
That He is there.
That He cares.
That He loves.
That hope does exist.
It’s true. God is real. He loves and cares more than my heart could grasp or contain.
We can demonstrate a characteristic of God.
We can be hope.
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Here is a video recapping my time in Uganda. It still brings tears to my eyes.