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If Your Life Fit into a Small Suitcase

Recently, I shared a poem my brother wrote about the struggle of wanting More! Today’s post is a follow up. Melissa Scallan, an amazing friend, recently witnessed great joy in children who have very little. I’m grateful she is sharing that experience here today.

 

“Sing to God, sing praise to his name, extol him who rides on the clouds – his name is the Lord – and rejoice before Him. A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling.”
Psalms 68: 4-5

 

The first time I heard about a boys choir made up of orphans from Africa was during a Lysa TerKeurst Bible study. She took her daughters to a concert and she and her husband eventually adopted two of the boys from the Liberian choir. In fact, all of the boys in the choir were adopted by residents of their community.

 

So, when I heard that Ugandan Thunder was going to perform at First Baptist Church in Lyman, I knew it was a rare opportunity I couldn’t pass up.

 

The choir is made up of 22 boys and girls ages 10-13. They are from the Royal School and Orphanage in Uganda, East Africa. From the moment they took the stage in their brightly colored costumes, the people sitting in the pews were captivated.

They started with “Amazing Grace” and finished with “America the Beautiful,” and each song brought tears to everyone’s eyes, mine included. They danced; they sang and they walked through the audience, hugging people throughout the performance.

These children live in one of the poorest countries in the world, but you wouldn’t know it. Their love for God and the joy they feel traveling across the U.S. sharing their music can be seen in their smiling faces.They get chicken twice a year – at Christmas and Easter – and they never celebrated their birthdays until they began touring in the U.S.

At one point during the show, one of the adults traveling with the group introduced some of the choir to the group gathered. There was Violet, whose favorite American food was Krispy Kreme doughnuts. Jacqueline’s favorite food was chicken and french fries. Francis wants to be a doctor, and Michael dreams of being a pastor one day and spreading God’s word.

These children don’t care about clothes or toys or any other material possessions. In fact, everything they own fits into a small suitcase. I learned a lesson that night from those children – we don’t need things to make us happy and fill our lives. We only need to have God’s word in our hearts and be willing to spread it joyfully everywhere we go.

 

“Father in Heaven, please help us to remember each day the blessings you have bestowed on us. Let us look to those who seem to have much less than we do but really, they have your love, peace and joy in their hearts, which is all any of us need. Let us look to them and see the people you want us to be. Amen.”


About Jennifer O. White

I'm a simple wife who has discovered God's amazing gift of prayer. Here at Prayerfully Speaking I share my journey of unwrapping this gift. God invites us to ask Him, but His enemy works diligently to keep that from happening. I hope to offer you encouragement to believe God is ready to pour more into your life than you've ever imaged.

  • Thanks so much for sharing this post. 

  • jenniferowhite

    I received this comment via email from Richard Moriarty today: One of the finest friends I have acquired was a Bishop from the Anglican
    Diocese of Luwero, Uganda.  He came to Trinity in Cheneyville and
    visited on a Saturday with us.  Before he left he said a prayer for
    Trinity and its little congregation, asking God to bless us and to send
    “one (1) new member to Trinity to carry out His work”.  I have prayed
    that prayer each day since he left, and from that time to now the church
    has more than doubled in members.  The faith that is exhibited by the
    people of that part of the world is truly amazing.  Simple, child-like,
    straight forward, and right from the heart.  Truly they have “amazing
    grace”, and, they share it.