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Read MoreThe 2019 Hosea’s Heart Ambassadors have returned from eSwatini ready to serve Hosea’s Heart for the year! Ambassadors travel to eSwatini for two weeks during January and then stay involved in Hosea’s Heart for the year, using their strengths to serve in America. If you’re curious how ambassadors serve Hosea’s Heart check out the Ambassador
Read MoreAs we rounded the corner, I took in a sharp breath. My chest suddenly felt suffocated like a heavy blanket had been thrown over my face. This time, it wasn’t from the shock of the humidity. For, when I had left Swaziland, it was “winter” but when I arrived in Thailand, I was hit with
Read MoreIf someone would’ve told me that six years after starting Hosea’s Heart, I’d be buying one of my daughters off the street, I would’ve said, “No way. You’re crazy. Count me out! I can’t put my heart through that kind of meat grinder.” Yet, here I am, slumped in confusion and agony, holding nothing but
Read MoreEach time I was traveling to Swaziland, everyone would say “you are going to change those girls lives!”…. “The work you are doing is so amazing!”…. “WOW, you are such a good person!”. I know the comments all come from a place of love and support but it has become so evident to me why
Read MoreIt’s hard to believe this is true, but I have already been living in Manzini for 3 weeks! I keep saying that I am in my Swaziland honeymoon phase because I am loving every second of my time here. January is the height of summer here in the Southern Hemisphere, so it is nice and
Read MoreFirst, a story: Kajiah’s island had no dirt. Water? Sunshine? People? Yes. But no dirt. And, subsequently, no plants, no food chain, and few insects or animals. You may not want to live there, but Kajiah loved it. An elaborate economy formed around her community. In general, everyone knew them as an island that prospered
Read More2008 – I met a twelve-year-old, front-tooth missing, phonily happy teenage girl who ripped the heart right out of my chest. But in its place, God put His heart for her. And so she became “umntfwana wami” (my child) ever since. 2009 – I returned to Swazi to find “my child,” was nowhere to be found. “You
Read More“How are you doing, Ayanda?” the flight attendant in charge of an entirely different section of our plane came over to check on the ecstatic and terrified young woman sitting next to me. Ayanda has that magnetic effect on people. “Good, good!” she beamed from ear to ear while catching her breaths. “What do you
Read MoreA little over 5 years ago, I began my journey with Hosea’s Heart in Swaziland. It’s crazy to think back on that time. God changed me in so many ways when I thought I was going to change others and help to start a girls home. Throughout that first year as we strove to start up the
Read MoreI had the opportunity to travel to Swaziland for two weeks this past February and March 2017 to “serve” in whatever way Mary-Kate and the Hosea’s Heart team needed. I knew I would be there as a “background” person – to assist – as my husband, Steve worked with Mary-Kate and the Builder/Architect… but I
Read More“Why me?” the common question each of us asks when faced with unjust hardship and pain. But she doesn’t ask that question. Why? Because she’s not common. She’s extraordinary. Resilient. A relentless chaser of dreams. When life doesn’t go her way, she doesn’t give up, victimize herself, throw a pity party, or ask why. She picks herself back
Read MoreOnce upon a time I let you have your say You tortured me with lies I believed you anyway You taught me how to drown my pain To run away from “fear” But when I chased your promises I lost everything I held dear I lived like I was unlovable As you reminded me
Read MoreIt used to be just a normal, unimportant street corner. Whether I was walking or driving past, it meant nothing. Until about six months ago. The first time I saw them, I thought maybe they were waiting for ride. It’s not the usual “working” corner. I knew those corners. This was not one of them.
Read MoreIn another conversation with a different girl who hasn’t been able to get beyond her scars, I tried explaining how God is still good even in times like these. But it’s hard for her to believe it. She said she wants the Lord, but she’s too full of pain. “What if you’re stuck?” she asked
Read MoreI walk into the room, hardly making a noise, but she jolts out of a deep sleep at stares at me with enlarged, terrified white eyes. The first time it happened, I laughed because she looked so funny being scared awake like that. The second and third time, I gasped because her reaction scared me.
Read MoreSetting up this ministry has been like setting up the game, Jenga. Piece upon piece is laid, all interconnected to form one tower. The newer pieces are easiest to take away, while the oldest are, in many ways ,most integral because they form the foundation. God gave me the first Jenga piece eight years ago.
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