Family, friends, and supporters – greetings in the name of Jesus Christ.

This will be the last newsletter for the year, our Christmas edition. We all here at a Kiwi’s House, wish you all very blessed Christmas. The scripture at this time, is for the reason for the season - which is about the saviour’s birth - the Lord Jesus Christ. We must keep the Christ in Christmas because so much of the world today, is about gifts and Santa, and that is not what Christmas is about. Sad to say, it has been many years already when they first started taking Gods word out of places; the Bible out of schools, and the Bible has been taken out of the government in many countries.
But if we keep Christ in Christmas there will be a blessing.

Where has this year gone to? Here is a summary of the things completed.

TARGETS ACHIEVED
I’m on target for this year so far.

• February 16th arrived in Uganda, with my 3-month tourist visa.

• April 24th at farming Gods way damaged my Achillies heal clots resulted.

• May 15th unable to fly back to NZ as my visa had finished so got an extension on it due to clots in my leg.

• 14th May received the official registration for the company. ACOMPLISHED.

• June 9th moved in to a two-bedroom flat. ACOMPLISHED.

• July through to 15th August all papers were finalized along with my working visa as a missionary for
  three years. Completed all of the documents within five months. ACOMPLISHED.

• August 15th had dfs clearance to fly home for two weeks. Car and caravan sold, and pension sorted and
  blood clots all gone. I got the all clear for my heart. ACOMPLISHED.

• August through to September tried. It came in October. ACOMPLISHED

• 6th September bought a car. ACOMPLISHED.

• August, September and October looked at many plots of land, pending.

• 15th November gave my notice in to the land lord in Kampala. ACOMPLISHED

In December, I believe doors are fully open now. The Lord had assured me that it would all be completed before the end of the year and it looks just like that. Praise His Holy Name.

Correction to last month’s newsletter

In the November newsletter, I put that Anthony was from Guernsey, but he is from Jersey, Channel Islands. I am sorry about that.

Do you remember last month I told you about Anthony, and how he was connected to Deborah and Ron when they had gone to Jersey for some years. They had tried to get Britta to visit and I remember when she went, we were all praying for her to meet her future husband - which turned out to be Anthony’s son,

Daniel. Since Anthony had been given my phone number from them in the USA, we decided to meet at a coffee shop.

Photo of the bishop’s driver, Richard, myself and Anthony and Peter

Anthony’s story

I have been deeply touched by Anthony’s life, and the amazing things he has done for the Lord.

Anthony has been involved with Soroti for decades, and has deeply impacted this community. With his journey starting in 1984-1986, he assisted with the building of the Jersey Wing at the Ngora Freda Carr hospital. Anthony returned to Soroti in 1991, and again in 1992 but this time with Liz and his son, Daniel, to work to help establish the Development Department for Soroti Diocese alongside Sam Okiror.

In 1994 he joined a building team to help build the Soroti Medical Centre. From 1998 – 2003, they served as mission partners, and were actively involved in the Soroti Diocese, and helped establish development projects and community programs.

Anthony also established a goat farm in honour of his father. The mission of the goat farm is to improve goat breeds, strengthen house hold incomes and improve food security for vulnerable families. Anthony also established the “Pass on a gift” program to empower women. 10 vulnerable women each were given a female goat, and when the goat gave birth, she kept the first kid and passed on the subsequent kids to other vulnerable women, and this empowered the women to become more financially independent whilst empowering other vulnerable women at the same time.

Time for a rest

But they could see that I needed a rest at that time, he asked me if I would you like to go up on the 2nd November for a holiday.

These are the events in what happened recently. I was invited to go for a few days holiday up to Soroti, which is northeast of Kampala. I have made some good friends there and they made me feel very welcome. I was invited to go to the opening of a church with the Bishop Kosea and witnessed a wonderful show of God’s love I had never seen before.

They arranged that the driver would come to Kampala to pick up Carol, another lady who was going up to visit Anthony and his wife, and take her to the guest house as well. So, I was be able to get a ride with them there. It was nice to meet Carol and we hit it off really well and she was easy to talk to. She lost her husband a year ago, and it was time to have a visit and hold a memorial service for him.

Picture of Carol and the Bishop Kosea taken at his home

I was invited to a village to see where Anthony lived forty years ago. In this little village I saw all the work that he and his father, David, had done. David was an amazing man and did a lot of work there.
We saw the family home, went to the hospital as his wife was a nurse at the hospital, and they all remembered Anthony. I was introduced as his friend and they looked after me.

Photo of Hospital where Daniel stayed. Peter (in pink) showed me around the hospital.

Anthony and his family helped build the Jersey Ward in the Ngora Freda Carr Hospital

We were shown where Anthony and his wife had come back when their son Daniel was about a year old and was admitted to the Jersey Ward in the Freda Carr Hospital. We saw the room and it was full.

We went to see the head teaching nurse in charge of 800 nurses and I asked her what areas need prayer. She took me out the back near the clothesline where there was a shed 8 foot by 12. She was telling me that this area was meant to have an extension on it but with misplaced funds, it never got done. So I asked if I may have a look, and she said that agreed. It was the accommodation for the ladies who feed babies. I stood at the door, took two steps and was overpowered with grief, and with the smell of too many bodies in one space. The bunks were three tall and all around the walls and down the middle of this was more bunks of the same height. Each one had mosquito nets over them, and a sheet hanging for privacy.

I thought that this was horrid and said I will pray about it, and also tell my beloved brothers and sisters of this situation.

At the hospital, Peter showed us his house he lived in forty years ago, as well and a tree he fell out of and has a scar on his head from it. Peter is one of a twin.

Peter and his twin outside his home.

Hearing all of these stories about what happened there, and to hear Peter’s remarks of what happened and falling out of trees and things like that, it was like having a friend catching you up on all the news while you’ve been away. We then went to go look at the land. We went to meet a beautiful lady called Margaret, and I was amazed at her beautiful home. We got on well and chatted, and I told her the vision for my
home and she immediately caught it. She said, “I have caught your vision and I am here to support you. I will look after you and you can come here to this home anytime you like to rest. It’s here for you and anything you need. You just need, to ring him to tell me and we will pray. We’re going to be your prayer support that we’re here for you to give you any advice that you need, at least you’ll get the right advise.”

Margaret

On the way back into town, we stopped in to see an orphanage, and met the lady that runs it. She’s from Holland her name is Elsie. She’s been doing this for twenty-four years. and she has now just retired and has since gone back to the Netherlands. The new couple from the Netherlands are also taking over from her, but my heart really went out to her.

Elsie with photos of all the babies on the wall

The walls tell a story with all the photos as in the photo here, and is an incredible testimony after all these years.

In this area, there are on average five maternal deaths each week, where the mother dies in childbirth. Their babies that are brought to this home stay only for about three to six months, and then they go back to the village and the family.

At Margaret’s place that I was telling them about the system that I’m using and it’s from the cradle to the grave. We will create a village; a community working together and staying together and praying together. They understood. Meeting the Bishop, Rt. Rev. Kosea Odongo and the blessing of the new Anglican Cathedral. I met the bishop through the driver, Richard. He picked up Carol and we went to the parsonage. I prayed over the land and told him what God had said. He was blown away as only God could have told me what He did. It’s because of the arch bishop that I am here now in Soroti. I was invited to go to the opening of a church with the Bishop Kosea, and it was a wonderful show of God’s love I had never seen before.

The bishop came out of his home dressed in red with a purple headdress on. When we arrived, the reception was incredible. Everyone was waving flags with jubilant shouts, whistles and ululating. The bishop welcomed us all and then the he went up to the front door and stood by the front door of the church. He used his staff to tap three times on the door and gave a welcoming speech. They were so happy. According to Anglican tradition, we walked around the church three times. They all walked fast and I could not keep up. In the big field there were tents set up and over a thousand people were there to support the one hundred new converts who were dressed in white and were given a blessing by the bishop.

Bishop with his staff giving his welcoming speech.

The bishop consecrating the cathedral

Bishop blessing the new converts

During the service, the bishop called me up onto the stage, and welcomed to Soroti and asked me to pray a blessing in English. What an incredible honour that was.

There was also a commissioning of the lay readers at the same time. Lay readers have been commissioned by the bishop to go out and preach.

Thousands of people attended the opening of St Peters Cathedral

We arrived home around 7. o’clock that night and I was so tired. I had a sandwich and a cup of tea, had a shower and went to bed.

Invited to speak at a church

Shortly after that I was invited to share at the Anglican Church on that Sunday, and then to go out for lunch at church along with Carol. I was surprised because I didn’t realise that it wasn’t just one service, and that I was to share at four services that took up the whole morning. The first and the last service we’re the largest gathering of people that came. The other two were smaller in size. Many came up to me afterwards and said that they needed that wakeup call so I was thankful. God was glorified. After church at lunch a man from the service rang Emmanuel, an Anglican priest who was with us, and said that when he heard the message and he was touched. He said that he is in the government and works with children and made an offer to me. We invited him to come down to meet us he then revealed a lot more.
On the Monday morning, we went to meet his boss. This lady was the top boss of district council of Soroti. We told her what our intentions were and she was really happy. She asked us to submit the papers that we already had for Uganda for a hearing compiler. So, we put a file together and Peter has submitted the papers on my behalf. Later in the day I met a broker and he showed us a few houses. There was one I liked and was suitable for children as it had a big wall right around the house, with a guard gate and a sleepout for a nanny or a housekeeper with an outside toilet and shower. It needed work on it as the grounds were over grown and the water tank was overflowing. Some of the windows didn’t shut properly It had been a while since anyone was living there. The last time was a lady from Germany and she stayed for two years. I paid the three-month rent in advance as a bond. Thankful I had seen it.
I returned back to the guest house at the Anglican pastorage, and was speaking with the bishop at around 6pm and he was saying that a bus ride back to Kampala the trip costed 25thousand shillings, about 15 NZ dollars. The only thing it departed at 11pm that night. So, then I was packed and was ready when Emanuel came and picked me up took me to the bus. I got a ticket and I left. I arrived back in Kampala at 6:30am and waited for the driver to pick me. He wasn’t there and my phone was flat and so a man from the office rang the driver for me. Eventually the driver turned up but was late due to a traffic jam so it was all good. I am so very thankful that the Lord has opened the door for me. It felt like a very long and hard pregnancy nine months - here in Kampala. The birthing pains of this ministry were so intense at times, but now it feels like the birthing pains have gone and the birth of this company is now open and the delivery of the ministry has been birthed. Saturday 15th I gave my notice in to my current land lord and he has received the month’s rent until the 15th December.
On the 18th of November, I received notice that the truck and two drivers would arrive on Wednesday afternoon, will load up the truck and be ready to leave early Thursday morning. We left early Thursday with truck to Soroti, where I now have a new home that I am now renting. We arrived 8pm at night and now the unpacking and settling can start. There were eight men to unload my truck so I didn’t have to do
anything but instruct where to put everything. The glory of the Lord is the beauty of his character. It is risen upon you when you realise it even though on earth you can do so only in part. The beauty of the purity and love of God is too dazzling for mortals to see in full. The glory of the Lord is also risen upon you when you reflect that glory in your lives when in love, patience, service, purity or whatever it may be. You reveal it to the world as something of the Father which is an assurance that you have been with me your Lord and saviour. Wishing you all a very merry Christmas and a blessed New Year.

Love, Sandra

Praises

• I have a new home suitable for children and soon I will be able to accept my first babies.

We Need Prayer

• Pray for Milla as she recovers from her surgery on her gums. She is improving.

• My new cordless drill has been taken. Please pray that it is returned to me.

• Pray for a new cook for me.

• Please pray that I will have all I need in this new house. I need whiteware and TV to be connected. And some repairs are needed. I also need furniture etc to prepare to receive our first babies.

• Please pray for the extension of the shed at the hospital so that there will be more suitable accommodation for the ladies feeding the babies.

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