Atlanta, Atlanta...

Sincere apologies for not having posted in awhile. However, I assure you that the silence does not mean that we have not been active.

Back in August, we took a trip to Atlanta, Georgia to help a friend, who actively participates in our bookstore outreach, salvage a house she owns.  But, what was just meant to be a home improvement trip quickly became so much more. While digging in the front yard, we mistakenly (or so we thought) hit the water main, which rapidly began flooding the neighborhood.  We called the city’s emergency hotline, and by God's grace, had great supernatural peace in the midst of this disaster and so were able to minister to the workmen they had dispatched, particularly one man named Cliff.  He began asking questions about what we were doing there in Atlanta, and also, what it is that we do as missionaries. We talked for a while and then after maybe a half hour, he left.  Three hours later, he came back and said, "I just have to hear more!"  We sat with him for another hour or so talking about how we plant churches, Bible Colleges, and raise up full-time Christian workers.  This was exactly what he had been praying for.  He invited us to his house the next day to meet his family, and to his church on Sunday.

As the long weekend continued, our interactions with Cliff and the people of that area, many of whom were formerly Hurricane Katrina victims, seemed nothing short of miraculous.  It was apparent to all present that God was moving.  God had brought an Acts 16 Macedonian man to us.  After we returned home, we continued praying, and God seemed to keep confirming--Atlanta!  The owner of the house there also recognized that God was speaking, and has dedicated the house to missions--amazing!

So now, we have made monthly commitments to continue taking trips down to Atlanta and have just returned from our second trip. As we are working with another non-profit, you can get frequent updates by visiting their website, Grace Outside.

Come Into My House and Abide There!

And a certain woman named Lydia, a seller of purple, of the city of Thyatira, which worshipped God, heard us: whose heart the Lord opened, that she attended unto the things which were spoken of Paul. And when she was baptized, and her household, she besought us, saying if ye have judged me to be faithful to the Lord, come into my house, and abide there. And she constrained us.” Acts 16:14,15.

In June this year, one lady who was a fairly new member of the church asked if we could have a Bible Study in her house. She was very blessed by the words she had been hearing from the pulpit and wanted to learn more. As a wife and mother of two, with her husband traveling most of the time, her schedule was quite busy but she made a decision to take one day off work so that she could have this time to hear God’s Word. And so, in a little one-roomed house partitioned in two by a long curtain, we started meeting every Thursday morning.  She told me she had been raised in a family practicing witchcraft and was disowned when she made a decision to become born again. She was therefore very bent on learning the Word of God as she had seen the hopelessness and bondage in Satan’s Kingdom. She brought her son to our school for the same reason.

As we started, she invited some of her friends to the Bible Study and we began soulwinning in the area around and inviting people to come hear words of life. Some of the other ladies in the church have started coming too and they are excited about how God can use them to affect another woman’s life, many times going through similar trials to their own. We are also learning to care for one another and to lay down our lives for this is how people know the love of God. I love the hustle and bustle of getting all the children ready, carrying them on our backs and for some, dropping them off at the Grace Dormitory where the ladies take care of them until we return! Most of us are mothers and housewives. It is such an honour to have both physical and spiritual children. We look forward to the time together gathered round a Proclaimer (a device that plays the New Testament in our local language) hungry to hear the words that guide our feet in our homes and to areas BEYOND!!! Thank you for your prayers, support and encouragement.

Ida S. Bakuraira

By Grace We Go

As the Grace Women medical missionary team to Mityana, our motto states, “By Grace We Go”. We believe that God is doing something in our lives because we believe there is healing in going. That is why we keep on going to Mityana - every time there is a need and also how God’s healing comes to be manifested in the lives of the Children of Grace both in Mityana and Nansana.

We began our missionary medical trip/team in late April 2011. We believe that next year we will have some women of valour joining us on our team as we treat the children. These women will also be ministering grace and edifying the women around Mityana especially in the churches of Kabule and Mityana.

In 2010, I began to teach classes on First Aid and Basic Nursing, starting with the introduction to First Aid principles. These medical facts have helped us a lot in our medical trip to Mityana especially on the side of my First Aid students. They are the foundation for every trip we take because we have to apply what we have learned.

We have seen firsthand how God designed the medical field in order to draw men to Himself. There is nothing we can do for God to heal us. He does that according to His will as He desires our bodies (the temple of the Holy Spirit) to be healthy.

We are grateful for the people who are behind us in everything, praying for us and ensuring that we move forward. We are especially thankful for Grace Women and the Nansana Women’s Ministry. May the almighty God bless you spiritually.

Diana K Muliro

Desires Of Our Heart…

Before this medical training I had a desire to know something about medicine because I used to meet people telling me about their sicknesses and I didn’t know how to advise them.  I decided that I would take science subjects at my Advanced Level of school in order to become a nurse. I also asked Mrs. Diana Muliro to help me train during my holidays but all didn’t work out. I did not perform my sciences well and my parents had no money to educate me. I rested in knowing that God has a plan for me even if things looked impossible.

Later on, God opened a door for me to come to the Grace Dormitory and where Mrs. Diana Muliro was willing to teach anyone in the dorm that had a desire, free of charge!! That blessed my heart. One day I went to her for class and God reminded me of how I used to try and make it happen in vain but now I have free classes and with the right person I had desired before. Immediately I thought of the verse that says, “Delight yourself also in the Lord and He shall give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:4. I understood that God has His own timing not mine.

We normally get medical trips to Mityana to nurse the children there. This helps us to apply what we have learned. We are blessed to know their names and to see smiles on their faces whenever we go there. On the way there we usually speak to people in the public minibus with us about Christ. Am thankful that Diana teaches us with love and her life speaks to us. She advises us and cares about how we are doing. In His time He makes all things beautiful – Ecclesiastes 3:11.

Hope Nalunga

A Testimony from an Unnamed Country

I have the privilege of traveling several times a year to a country where the name of Jesus is not very welcome by the governing authorities.  The people, on the other hand, are often quite willing and curious to hear about him; many have heard only his name, and many haven't even heard that.  The openness varies, of course, depending on the individual, and also somewhat depending on the location.  I have traveled to different cities in this country, and can sense different ruling spirits of the unseen principalities and authorities, as all laborers in the field become aware of in this battle of the ages.

In the beginning of October, I visited some dear friends in a new, quiet labor in one of these cities.  They have been there two years, praying, making friends, studying the language, steadily sharing very good news with the friends God gives them.  In the last year, several of these very dear people have gotten saved.  The week I traveled there I accompanied my friends visiting many of these new believers and almost-believers, and also having them over often for dinner.  I have the advantage of speaking the language there, having studied it in this country many years ago, and I was again, as I often am, so very thankful that in God's sovereign plan he gave me the opportunity to learn that language.  The joy of being able to freely share Christ there with those He is newly drawing, whether not saved yet or just getting to know Him, is beyond words.  This country is a field white unto harvest.

One of my last evenings there, we had a little ladies Bible study in my friends' apartment.  There were about eight local women, one of whom wasn't saved, the others mostly saved during the last year.  I taught about seeking the Lord and finding Him, learning to recognize Christ when He is "passing by," and seeking His righteousness, seeking His kingdom.  The young spiritual capacities were being stirred, attention and reception were keen.  Afterwards we had a discussion, and the local women were very excited, sharing readily with each other their experience of seeking Christ in their lives, and how their lives had changed since they came to know him and were learning to follow him and put him first.  I just listened, rapt, with tears in my eyes, so privileged to view something hidden yet so great.


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