November 23, 2015


I want to share an article written by a dear brother in Christ that I have been friends with since childhood. His name is Brandon Price he is a missionary and has lived in the Ukraine for many years. Please keep him and his wonderful wife in your prayers! May we challenged to be doers and not just hearers. - Charlton
I am ashamed 
Written By: Brandon Price

Tonight in our Bible study we were reading through Acts 23. Paul is in custody while the Romans are trying to figure out what to do with this peaceful man that so many people seem to hate. Those doing the hating, as you might recall, are the Jews. They hate Paul for teaching what they feel is against the Law, and time after time throughout Acts we see zealous Jews trying to stop him.
So in chapter 23 there are forty men who are so frothing with hate that they make a vow not to eat or drink anything until they kill Paul. Kill him. We stopped and discussed the sad irony of these extreme measures. These men were so eager to defend and keep their law that they were willing to kill a man—an act which was completely against that very law.
Their fear and hatred had blinded them to the truths they claimed to be upholding.
In Luke 10 Jesus tells the story about the Good Samaritan. A man is lying beaten and bleeding on the side of a long, lonely road between two cities. Two different religious men pass by and choose not to get involved. It’s not like they can call an ambulance; to help this man would require serious time and energy. Plus, he’s got no ID. Who knows where he’s from? Maybe he deserved what he got. Maybe he’s a murderer. Maybe I’ll end up suffering for choosing to help.
“It’s just not worth the risk.”
I can’t say I’ve been disappointed with my fellow Christians’ comments regarding helping the Syrian refugees—I’ve been appalled by them. Millions of men, women, and children are literally fleeing for their lives with nothing but the clothes on their backs, and with eyes blinded by hatred over a few who have caused us pain, Christians are taking to social media to shake their first-world fingers in the faces of those suffering and saying, “You’re not worth the risk. You might be one of them.”
I am so ashamed.
Forty men in Acts 23 were so blinded by hate they were willing to break the law in order to keep it. We will sit and read that text together on Sunday morning and shake our heads in disbelief at their foolishness, and then we’ll go out to lunch with our Christians brothers and sisters and talk about how allowing 10,000 Syrian refugees into the country next year isn’t worth the risk.
Thank God that Jesus didn’t look at us the same way. Thank God that Jesus felt we were worth the risk. Even though he knew most would reject Him. Even though he knew he would die at the hands of religious terrorists.
As a citizen of the United States, I get it. Our safety is at risk. We don’t want another 9/11 or another Boston Marathon bombing or a repeat of what happened in Paris last week. An earthly kingdom thinks in terms of the physical. A nation’s gotta do what a nation’s gotta do.
But the thing is, my citizenship is in heaven, and my King commanded me to love my neighbor as myself. He commanded me to show hospitality to strangers. He commanded me to feed and give water and clothe and visit those who need help. My King commanded me not to fear those who can kill the body but who cannot kill the soul. He told me that if I really want to be a citizen of His kingdom, I need to love my enemies and pray for those who persecute me.
You cannot claim to love God whom you have never seen if you don’t love the Syrian refugees who are staring you right in the face. Please, brothers and sisters, do not fight terror with hatred. Innocent people are dying because we are afraid.

November 19, 2015


Every single day we wake up, is new opportunity to say yes to God. This beautiful adventure that can be filled with such uncertainty, leads us to places we would never have imagined-- ultimately leading us to higher ground. Just like the lyrics to one of my favorite hymns...

  1. I’m pressing on the upward way,
    New heights I’m gaining every day;
    Still praying as I’m onward bound,
    “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
    • Refrain:
      Lord, lift me up and let me stand,
      By faith, on Heaven’s tableland,
      A higher plane than I have found;
      Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.
  2. My heart has no desire to stay
    Where doubts arise and fears dismay;
    Though some may dwell where those abound,
    My prayer, my aim, is higher ground.
  3. I want to live above the world,
    Though Satan’s darts at me are hurled;
    For faith has caught the joyful sound,
    The song of saints on higher ground.
  4. I want to scale the utmost height
    And catch a gleam of glory bright;
    But still I’ll pray till heav’n I’ve found,
    “Lord, plant my feet on higher ground.”
 This world that we live in is currently facing a lot of fear and dismay. My heart breaks for all the people around the world who are going through so much suffering and pain. We love you, and we are praying for you.

It can be so easy to emotionally shut off, and shut out the needs of others and go about our day. How can we really help anyway, right? Wrong. The evil of this world is great, yes, but God's love shining through us is even greater. This world needs love, joy, peace, and a whole lot of kindness.

In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven. Matthew 5:16

This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you... John 15:12

Mother Teresa once said, "Not all of us can do great things, but we can do small things with great love." I would encourage everyone reading this to not loose heart. Do what you can, where you are at with as much love as you have. Speaking of love, I originally sat down to write about some amazing people we had the opportunity of meeting on our Jinga journey last week. Then I just started writing what was on my mind, and well, I hope my thought process is not to choppy. :)

So, Charlton and Joseph along with the assistance of Heaven's Family have been helping a group of Christian disabled elderly men and women for the past year or so. They are an incredible group of people with so much light and joy. We are excited to announce that in December we will have a group of brothers and sisters coming out to Kampala, and during their trip we will be making a visit back to Jinga, with some awesome ideas in mind for this group. It is just an honor to be around people who have faced many challenges in life, but are praising God and working hard anyway. Such a beautiful example to follow.

Mama Pares sews clothing, and she became quite taken with Hadassah.

That day we also drove around, and met with some really great friends of Joseph and Rehema's. One of Rehema's friends named Diana is a social worker in Jinga, and does some awesome ministry work helping the poor-- vulnerable children and women. It was one of my highlights of the day meeting her, and hearing how God has moved in her life.

From Left: Heidi, Favor, Elizabeth, Rehema, Diana, Wanda & Me

Now switching gears slightly, we ended our day in Jinga by being stuck in traffic due to a Presidential campaigning. The current President of Uganda, Museveni, has been in office since 1986. According to some online news reports, millions of Ugandan's are loosing faith in the electoral system, and believe Museveni will be elected for another five years. I personally do not know much about any of this, but I do know that the election campaigns are getting heated. The parading we saw, with yelling and chanting from hundreds of people crowding the streets, rallying against each other on each side of the road was intimidating driving right through. We also saw tons of police and HUGE FBI looking guys walking in front of black vehicles with men sticking out the roofs, which we assumed were some candidates. It was a bit chaotic, and really interesting to see. I guess we will see how this all plays out come February. Here is a video clip I took from the car.


Because of Jesus,


October 28, 2015


"Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom, teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him."  Colossians 3:16-17

Getting back into the groove of things, after being away from home for several months certainly can have it's challenges. But I would say that we have been adjusting wonderfully since we have been back. I know that Heidi and Elizabeth have had some homesickness, but that seems to be a natural thing, especially when you leave everything you know to  go to a new place with new people.

I think the thing that has helped the children and myself the most is having a routine again. Also, remembering to have the mindset that everything we do in word or deed, we are doing for the glory of Christ Jesus in thanksgiving! So every morning when we wake up, we get dressed, have breakfast, and usually have a time for a family devotional. Then we get ready for kindergarten home-school, which honestly takes us about an hour and a half to get through. Boaz will sit and listen here and there, before getting distracted with one of his cars. And Hadassah will have a morning nap at this time. We enjoying spending time reading after school is over, then its about time to get lunch on the table, a little outside play, and then nap time for Ava and Boaz. Charlton has been spending most of his time in one-one-discipleship with several brothers, preparing for mid-week and Sunday fellowship, as well as preparing teachings for the street boys we visit. We volunteer with a local organization for that particular outreach several times a week, weather permitting. He is also working with brothers to logistically scout out future home accomidations for our family and the other familes who will be joining us. The business aspect of this mission is still in its developmental stage, so we are earnestly asking for prayers from all of you. Wanda, Elizabeth, and Heidi are in the process of setting up a solid medical missions team that will reach many different people. They spend most of their time researching and brainstorming ways to reach out and help women who are thinking about abortion, as well as developing a mobile medical mission. They will actually start deworming a local children's home this upcoming Monday.

One of the highlights of being back in Uganda for me, has been getting to know a sister-in-Christ named Rehema. She helps me out around the house a few days a week, and I am so thankful for that time! It takes a huge load off my back having her here. For example, we have tropical flies here in Uganda that lay eggs on wet clothes, and the eggs implant into your skin from the clothes and maggots breed. And YES, I have squeezed a hand full of maggots out of Boaz... arms, legs, and back! But there is a way to kill the eggs, and that is by heat. So every item of clothing that we have, including bed sheets/towels/undergarments, have to be ironed after they are dry. It is a lot of work, washing, ironing, cleaning, cooking, and taking care of three children with one on the way. So praise the Lord for a set of extra hands. With Rehema being here, we also have the opportunity to get into Biblical conversations with one other, and really share kingdom teachings. We've also started reading lessons, and hope to get through the book Teach Your Child To Read In 100 Easy Lessons as soon as possible. That is an awesome resource, not only for children, but for adults. And Rehema is very intelligent.

As always, it is a joy to serve our King. We are thankful for the ways in which He works through us.

Because of Jesus,