lords resistance army Today feels like a normal day.

It isn’t. But it’s the one thing that feels right in this moment, the one thing I can grab at right now. So I am grabbing it.

I carry it with me. When we land in Lira after flying in an 11-passenger plane that feels more like a ping pong ball against the strong wind, I just whisper, “Normal. Normal. Normal.” As if recreating reality. This is so normal.

I don’t know. I just can’t grab onto much right now.

I carry it with me at the center we visit in Lira. Children and families who have been affected by the Lord’s Resistance Army (LRA) attend this center.

The LRA is responsible for more than 100,000 deaths.

But I can’t grab onto that right now.

So we meet Grace. She’s purely one big, bright smile. But when we hear her story, we learn her smile is a gift. One she was not always able to create.

When Grace was 4 months old, her family was captured by the LRA. Her mother was forced to carry heavy supplies and walk long miles. Grace and her mother were present at the murder of her uncle, as his head was repeatedly hit by a hammer.

Freedom came when soldiers from the government raided the LRA camp where Grace and her mother were being held.

After this, for seven years, Grace and her mother moved frequently, looking for a place to live.

They eventually found a home, and with it a safe haven, in the Compassion child development center that was also in the community.

When Grace came to the center, she was still, in so many ways, captured. She didn’t smile. She woke up in the middle of the night emerging from violent dreams, screaming.

But that’s what war does to a child. Even a child too young to recall the events that grabbed her up and shook her like a rag doll and threw her down.

We listen as her mother recounts the details. She cradles her head in her hands from time to time. And I can’t. I just cannot grab onto what is being said.

When Grace came to the center about one year ago, the staff learned of her dreams, and they began to faithfully pray over her. They worked with her and got her involved in the programs at the child development center. And she was sponsored.

Today she smiles.

She also loves Jesus. And so does her mother. And her dreams are not violent.

I pray they are filled with little girl things like pink dresses, ponies, and what to be when she grows up.

We walk away, my arms filled with stats and names of places, and all the details of Grace’s stories. Each of them bending my arms and spilling out. I can’t grab onto it all.

But I hold onto this.

Grace was one child to one sponsor. One picture. One girl who is not one of the 100,000 people killed by the LRA.

That’s what Compassion is all about. One-to-one sponsorship. Your child connected to you.

In a world filled with big numbers, tear rendering statistics, and countless, heart-wrenching stories, I can hold onto this.

One child connected to one sponsor through one church.

I can hold onto beautiful, bright-smiling Grace.



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  1. Jan 28, 2014
    at 9:13 am

    What a beautiful thing to hold on to, Bri. Nice job as always. Praying for you — and for a number far beyond our goal. Blessings to you!

  2. Jan 28, 2014
    at 10:06 am

    “They eventually found a home, and with it a safe haven”….
    Brianne! Beautiful Words.
    Thank You!

  3. Mike and Joyce Ryan
    Jan 28, 2014
    at 10:40 am

    We sponsor another Grace in Uganda. We are praying for her safety, and for the safety of all others in Uganda. And we thank God for Compassion’s Child Centers there.

  4. Jeremy
    Jan 28, 2014
    at 3:05 pm

    This was such a beautiful story, Bri – it’s all too easy to go about collecting “hard-hitting facts” about poverty and trying to prove to skeptics that the numbers prove the point. But what hits home more than looking into the eyes of a beautiful child whose life will never be the same and who now has the opportunity to love others with God’s love in a way almost impossible to imagine?

    Nothing. “Today she smiles.”


    Praying for you all! Keep writing! So amazing to hear God’s love and care shared through your carefully crafted words.

  5. Dana
    Jan 28, 2014
    at 6:25 pm

    What a beautiful story! What project does Grace attend? Would love to keep it in my mind when I am able to sponsor another child.

    • Jacquie Parella
      Jan 28, 2014
      at 9:56 pm

      Hi Dana! The bloggers visited UG926.

  6. Jan 28, 2014
    at 7:32 pm

    Beautiful, and you bet I’m Sharing!

  7. Dana
    Jan 29, 2014
    at 10:30 am

    Thank you Jacquie!!!

  8. Katy Causey
    Feb 3, 2014
    at 10:22 am

    Beautifully written, Brianne!

  9. Carol Mwinemwesigwa
    Feb 18, 2014
    at 3:10 am

    That is another painful story of a child in poverty. Thanks to Compassion so many children now have hope. Compassion does make a big difference :-) So proud to work with Compassion. Thank you Brianne

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