Tonight, the Watoto Children's Choir performed at my church. The children's choir from Uganda is composed of children who lost their parents to the AIDS pandemic or wars in Uganda. It was moving to see their testimonies.
I had several thoughts during the course of the concert. The first is how lucky those of us who were born in America are. Though, we have problems, they're nowhere near as severe as faced by those in Uganda and much of the Third World. We may have to worry about money for college or having "enough" health care, yet Ugandan children face situations where one or both parents dies of AIDS and they are left to struggle on their own or deal with extended families that are strained to the breaking point by AIDS orphans.
The second thought I had is that this is why I want to be financially successful. Here's the simple truth of the matter. Without money, the only thing you can do is pray. Prayer is powerful, but faith without works is dead. So, the greater the money you have the more chance you have to make to make an impact.
The final thing I'll share is that I was moved by the children's bubbly joy, despite all they've been through. In our culture, we tend to let trauma eat at us, to wallow in it, and let it define our lives. Yet, they talked of how good God had been to them.
Wow, so maybe I shouldn't complain so much when Burger King takes 10 minutes to get my food.






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