December's Well!

www.holdenuganda.org is an official website now! 

Christmastime is something we thought would get in the way of starting a well in December.  It is the toughest month to ask for money.  Little did we know that YOU ALL would absolutely blow our goals out of the water (literally) and change that thought process of ours!!  Not only did we already build a well this month, we are on our way towards getting January’s well built!!

December’s well is named after Gwendolyn Hope Cushman.  She is the beautiful daughter of Blair & Erin Cushman, who went to be with Jesus on October 20, 2010.  Little Gwendolyn’s well will provide safe drinking water to 2000 people, saving 1000 of them from water-related deaths each year. 

We are simply humbled by your outpouring of love.  I listened to Matthew West’s song “My Own Little World” today.  I thought of you all.  You have given your lives to serving a greater purpose.  Thank you!

Our God is so, so GREAT!  I am yet again shown how much bigger His plans are than ours!

My Own Little World

In my own little world it hardly ever rains

I’ve never gone hungry or always felt safe

I got some money in my pocket shoes on my feet

In m own little world

Population me

I try to stay awake through the Sunday morning church

I throw a twenty in the plate but I never give ’til it hurts

and I turn off the news when I don’t like what I see

it’s easy to do when it’s

population me

What if there’s a bigger picture

what if I’m missing out

What if there’s a greater purpose

I could be living right now

outside my own little world

Stopped at the red light, looked out my window

Outside the car, saw a sign, said “Help this homeless widow”

Just above this sign was the face of a human

I thought to myself, “God, what have I been doing?”

So I rolled down my window and I looked her in the eye

Oh how many times have I just passed her by

I gave her some money then I drove on through

in my own little world there’s

Population two

What if there’s a bigger picture

what if I’m missing out

What if there’s a greater purpose

I could be living right now

outside my own little world

Start breaking my heart for what breaks Yours

give me open hands and open doors

put Your light in my eyes and let me see

that my own little world is not about me