katie’s story

I read Katie’s story on a flight out of Baltimore. It’s an awe-inspiring, gut-wrenching account of one young woman’s resolve to follow hard after God. I couldn’t put it down. If you haven’t read Kisses from Katie yet, you really should. Here’s a teaser…

Want more? There’s more! And more. And still more!

Katie Davis is all over the place these days but her heart and her family — 13 girls in the long adoptive process — are in Uganda. I love her insight into adoption as a “redemptive response to tragedy.” What a powerful reminder of God’s complete plan. We are, after all, His children by adoption. It’s His loving, restorative option for a world gone terribly awry.

I shouldn’t be amazed how God has used this one small woman with a big heart to change the world. Literally, to change the world. I shouldn’t be so surprised. He’s used all kinds of unlikely but obedient characters throughout history. A boy with a sling. A harlot with a rope. A murderer. A young shepherd. A reluctant queen. An unwed mother. And so many more ordinary people like them, like you and like me.

So why has Katie’s story stuck with me? I can’t let it go. I read her blog at all hours of the night, whenever I can’t sleep. My heart has been broken for the pain and desolation of these and many hundreds more, except for her love and care. Amazima is the hands and feet of Jesus in that community. Who knew a child could be so happy for a toothbrush?

The ripple effect is tremendous — all because one young woman said, “Yes!” I love listening to the Ugandan teachers, health care, and social workers who have come alongside Katie tell this wonderful story. My heart swells, my eyes well, to witness some of the results, even from afar.

I don’t romanticize the ugliness of death and disease among the downtrodden of this world. But I do see joyfulness spilling out between the cracks of their hard lives, flooding the dusty ground around their feet, flowing like a river. In Jesus’ name, Amazima has made a difference.

I think about my crazy-comfortable life. I consider my own willingness to obey. And I wonder, “God, what is going on here?”

~René Morley

Your Hands — written and performed by JJ Heller

I have unanswered prayers / I have trouble I wish wasn’t there
And I have asked a thousand ways / That you would take my pain away
That you would take my pain away

I am trying to understand / How to walk this weary land
Make straight the paths that crooked lie / Oh Lord, before these feet of mine
Oh Lord, before these feet of mine

When my world is shaking / Heaven stands
When my heart is breaking / I never leave your hands

When you walked upon the earth / You healed the broken, lost and hurt …

— Listen in on the dental team visit video

4 thoughts on “katie’s story”

    1. Me, too. I knew it would be a great story when the flight attendant told me I was the third person she’d seen with that book that week! I cried on the plane. In the night. In the light of day. The story has captivated me. She writes so beautifully that it is a joy to read her blog. But surely there is something else, something more, I can do! What should I do? What will I do?

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