We’re Thankful for You!

Dear Friends and Family of Hope Speaks,

This holiday season, we want to express our gratitude to you for helping to make Hope Speaks what it is today. You have helped us to grow and bring hope to many families in Uganda, and we are grateful for your support over the last 2 years.

Thanks to YOU, more than 300 children with special needs and their families now have access to much needed therapy services each week.

Thanks to YOU, 60 people are getting much needed food every week and it’s helping improve their nutrition.

And thanks to YOU, mothers of kids with disabilities are getting the support, counseling services, and training that they need to help their children thrive.

As we look back on this year, we are truly overwhelmed with gratefulness for each of you and the impact you’ve made in the lives of these 312 children in Uganda. Thank you for enabling us to bring life and hope to so many families. 

We will be traveling to the States today (December 4th) to spend 6 weeks sharing about what God has accomplished already and the vision He has given us for the next chapter of Hope Speaks. We would love to see each of you personally to share with you how your prayers and support have made an impact! If you’d like to grab a cup of coffee or a meal, please contact us and let us know! We’d love to share some stories with you or just catch up!

With love,

Ben & Kari David

Co-Founders, Hope Speaks International

Our Unforgettable Moments in Uganda

As we were preparing to leave for Uganda, we didn’t know what to expect. We prayed that God would prepare our hearts for what was to come with our travels to Uganda. After months of planning we were finally boarding the plane in Detroit heading to Amsterdam and then to Uganda to focus on speech therapy as we worked alongside Ben and Kari for three weeks.  In Uganda, there is this stigma that children with special needs should not be accepted into the community because there is something wrong with them. They are believed to be worthless or cursed and aren’t given a chance to improve their quality of life. Parents fear that people will harm their children, so they hide them away hoping they will not be taken or killed.

Hope Speaks is on a mission to bring hope and raise voices for these children through therapy, advocacy, and education. Each day of the week, Kari goes to a different school or center for children with special needs and provides speech therapy. She pours out her heart and skills to these children and their parents by providing tools to grow and educating them on disabilities. Being able to work next to her and assist in therapy for three weeks was an amazing experience. We were able to witness new methods and techniques Kari uses that we are able to bring into our clinical experience in grad-school.

Our favorite centers that we worked at were Dawn and Mukisa. Dawn is a sister school to Mukisa. Every child that goes to Dawn supports other children who attend Mukisa to receive free therapy. These centers were filled with loving teachers and therapists that make helping the students a priority. Some children only get therapy a couple times a month due to such a high demand, but the parents attend so they can continue the therapy at home. We enjoyed these schools immensely because they were making a large impact on the students and community around them. The students were eager to receive therapy and their parents were so appreciative of what we were doing.

There were many encouraging experiences to see the children learn and grow, but there were numerous times during the trip that left our hearts hurting. One of the hardest experiences was going to the government hospital called Mulago. Right before we arrived in Uganda, Ben and Kari had brought two two-year-old little girls weighing less than eight pounds to the nutrition ward at Mulago. During our three week visit, we would see the girls and pray with the parents. Being at this hospital was utterly heartbreaking. It seemed hopeless and every time we left, we felt sick to our stomachs. We repeatedly felt overwhelmed by the need and after a few days became discouraged. Ben and Kari reminded us that all we can do is be present in the situation we are currently in, help as much as we can and, after we leave, pray our hearts out. God did not bring us to Uganda to solve every problem we saw, but he called us there to use the gifts he gave us and continue to trust that he would handle the rest. The importance of prayer became so evident to us through this. Our dependence on prayer increased as we learned to put more trust in what he was doing and let him work through us. Living in America there are a lot of outside sources that we can thank before we thank God. In Uganda, those outside sources do not exist, therefore we were shown God working and answering prayers.

This experience would have been dramatically different if we did not have such amazing hosts to guide us. We cannot say enough how thankful we are to have met Ben and Kari and to have created relationships with them. Whether it be our trip to the Equator, Murchison Falls, or the hours in the car together while sitting in traffic, they were always able to break through to us and show us how to be better servants of God. The way they live their lives directly points to our Savior and living among them influenced us in many ways. With meeting their church family and their friends, it’s evident that they surround themselves with people who love God just as much as they do. The work they are doing and their passion for the Lord is incredible. It was such a joy to have had the opportunity to spend three weeks in Uganda with the Davids. Webale nyo!

  • Brittany and Danielle, Hope Speaks summer 2017 volunteers 

 

Reflecting a Greater Purpose Through a New Name and Look

When we landed in the pearl of Africa, we hit the ground running. Our days blur together as we shuffle from one place to the next offering our skills and time to provide therapy and support to as many kids as possible. We are overwhelmed by the need, but overjoyed by the opportunity to change lives here in Uganda. It’s easy to do our part, because every day we see kids in various circumstances doing their part to thrive.  We began to contemplate designing a new logo to accurately capture the essence of our speech therapy ministry. We’ve noticed some parents bring their children to us and have lost hope, reluctant to believe even speech therapy can make a difference in their child’s life. The light in their eyes has dimmed and the pain only a parent can bear is evident on their faces.  Over time, as we empower the parents to practice the therapy exercises throughout the week, we not only notice improvements in the child, but the parents return reinvigorated and adamant about the benefits of speech therapy. One mom in particular has become our biggest advocate as she ventures out into the slums to share with others the power of speech therapy and brings other mothers and kids to experience hope and healing. When reflecting on moments like these, the name Hope Speaks flashed in our minds. One thing we can’t deny is hope speaks louder than any words ever can. It lifts spirits, ushers in freedom, and changes perspectives. It’s true some children can’t speak verbally, but they discover other ways to communicate – with smiles, with gestures, with hope. As much as we want our kids to progress physically, a greater desire awakened in our mind – that hope will make its home in their hearts.

A logo is a way for us to visually communicate who we are without saying a word. A unified design and direction is essential to reach more people. Although we’re still attached to our “Mitten to the Pearl” slogan, our work here has expanded and evolved in ways we never imagined. We hope the new name and logo speaks to you. Please share your thoughts in the comments below and stick around for a fresh, fun website in the near future.

 

For Him & His Kingdom

Ben and Kari

“Right now you have the power to say, ‘I will not let their story end like this.'”

This is the fourth time I’ve sat down to write this post… With a lump in my throat and a weighted-down heart, I’ve been having a hard time getting my thoughts on paper, because this story absolutely wrecks my heart. Stories like these make me want to shout from the rooftops, “Why is this still happening??” TODAY. In 2016. How have we allowed this to happen and not step in until now? These are the stories, and not just stories, but the REALITIES, that push us to keep going, keep raising voices, keep traveling across the world and across the U.S. sharing at church after church, school after school, meeting after meeting; because these kids have stories that need to be heard. We cannot allow this to keep happening. We cannot keep silent any longer. We cannot turn a blind eye to the problems that we know are there in the hopes that someone else will act. I firmly believe that our eyes are opened to things that break God’s heart, not so we can feel bad for them, but so we can DO something about it.

That being said, today I want to introduce you to a girl who is so close to my heart. After meeting this young woman for the first time and hearing her story, I couldn’t keep it together. I couldn’t help but cry and ask God WHY. It’s so unfair, absolutely unbelievable in the worst way, it’s just so utterly wrong and hard to wrap my mind around.

Bridget was 14 years old when we met in December. She came for a speech therapy evaluation with her jaja (grandma), whom she lives with. Bridget had a smile that lit up the room. We talked about typical speech therapy things, Bridget’s strengths and areas for growth, her interests, and what her typical day looked like. She didn’t say much, and it was clear that she had some difficulty with speaking and understanding language. Although she was 14 years old, she had never been in school. Can you imagine? I can’t. I then asked her jaja about her main concerns for Bridget. What Bridget’s jaja said next took the air out of my lungs.

“The neighbor men call her over, and because she doesn’t understand and can’t say “no” she goes… She’s too trusting… Then they rape her. This has been happening for years. We had her tested once for HIV, but we couldn’t afford the second test. We don’t know if she has the disease or not.”

My stomach sank. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Instantly, the need to protect this girl boiled up within me. Somehow I felt completely out of my league and like a protective mama bear who was ready to take on the world, both at the same time. Where would we even begin? The social worker from Mercy and I continued asking questions. “What do you do in cases like this in the U.S.?” she asked me. I had absolutely no idea what to say. It doesn’t happen, I thought…  We began brainstorming ideas and different options to make sure Bridget would be safe. After we finished talking with Bridget and her jaja, we scheduled an appointment for the next week, and they went on their way.

The following week, we started speech & language therapy to begin working on verbalizing yes and no and understanding and responding to questions. The next month, we found a boarding school for kids with disabilities near where we live, and we enrolled Bridget, along with four other children from Mercy, for the upcoming term. This boarding school would ensure that Bridget would have a safe place to live, and it would save her family a lot of money on daily transportation costs. She could also receive physical therapy to help with her motor challenges. I wish we had a photo of the moment when we talked to Bridget about going to school! She was so excited to finally have the opportunity to learn with other kids!

After returning from a brief trip to the States in April, I visited Bridget’s new school to see her and the other kids from Mercy. As we stepped into her classroom and the teacher called her name, Bridget leaped up from her seat and waved, running to us with arms wide open and the most radiant smile on her face. Even though she was in the first grade class with mainly younger students, it was so evident that she absolutely loved school. She was overflowing with joy!

Bridget

Bridget has now been in school for six months, and she is learning and growing so quickly. She’s soaking up everything like a sponge and making friends with the girls in her dormitory. She has a new sense of confidence and innocence about her, and finally she’s able to be a child again without any fear. I visit Bridget’s school every week to continue speech therapy. Spending time with Bridget and seeing how God is working in her life is always a highlight of my week. God is definitely in the business of restoration, and we are so humbled to participate in the life-changing work God is doing!

Thank you to those of you who have been supporting us prayerfully and financially over the past 9 months! We have witnessed miracle after miracle in the lives of the 50+ kids and families we are working with. None of this could happen without your partnership on this journey. Webale nyo!

“You have turned my mourning into joyful dancing. You have taken away my clothes of mourning and clothed me with JOY, that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give you thanks forever!”
-Psalm 30:11-12 (NLT)

Empowering & Equipping

Hello! Thanks for stopping by! This past week, I had the opportunity to hold not one but three staff trainings with organizations working with children with special needs in Uganda! Through these trainings, we were able to educate 32 Ugandans about the basics of speech and language disorders and equip them to take over the speech therapy for their organizations when I am Stateside. I was so encouraged by the staff members’ excitement for learning and I am confident that they will all do great work when I am gone! I’m finding that I absolutely love holding the staff trainings. There’s something so exciting about seeing the potential in people who are fired up and passionate about the things that stir God’s heart. Here are some photos from the events.

 

 

 

Carol // From Isolation to Integration

Dear friends and family, greetings from Uganda! We miss you and hope you’re all doing very well. It’s been quite awhile since we’ve posted to the blog; we’ll work on being more consistent with keeping all of you up to date with the happenings in our lives and around our community! God is working in incredible ways and we have so many stories to share with you.

We would like to share with you the following story about a girl named Carol whom we met about three weeks ago in the slums:

Kari spends the beginning of each week traveling to various centers and organizations to work on speech therapy with students who have cerebral palsy, autism, Down syndrome, or are hearing impaired or deaf. On Fridays she ventures into Katanga slum to meet with a handful of families there, and about three weeks ago on one such trip, was introduced to a young lady named Carol.

Carol is 13 years old but appears to be much younger. At the age of three, Carol’s mother left Carol and her father on their own. Since then—for the past ten years—Carol’s father has locked her in the house every morning before he goes to work, leaving her cooped up all day, not returning until late in the evening. This precious girl has been locked away for ten years—years that are some of the most formative and that should have been spent in school or running around with other children, exploring and learning and playing.

Carol was brought to Kari on this day by a neighbor whose child also has special needs. We will write more later about this amazing mother and the work she is doing to change the perception of disabilities within her community in the slums! She is incredible and her story is so inspiring. When this mother found out about Carol’s situation, she asked if she could care for Carol during the day when her father is at work. Her father gladly accepted and she has been caring for Carol, along with her own children, since that day.

When Kari first saw Carol, it appeared that she might have autism. However, because of her situation, it’s difficult to be sure of this, but autism or some other impairment or disability would certainly explain her father’s choice to lock her away. You see, in the Ugandan culture, people with disabilities are treated like the lepers in the Bible. They are isolated and shamed. In America, there is a very present and persistent stigma when it comes to special needs and disabilities, and in most African countries, people with such impairments are viewed in an even harsher light and are often cast out or abandoned. Many believe that disorders, disabilities and other afflictions are deserved and that they stem directly from sins or wrongs committed by the afflicted one or their family members. For the same reason, many of those who could benefit from medical or psychological assistance do not receive it because it is widely believed that they can be healed only by repentance, through the intercession of pastors, or casting out of “evil spirits”.

The shame and disgrace associated with those with special needs has been a great source of frustration and heartache for us as we work to encourage, support, assist, and serve this exact demographic. Rather than allowing the practice of ostracizing or locking away those who suffer or do not “fit in” to persist, we are trying to promote their growth, education, rights, and integration into normal day-to-day life in their communities. Honestly, we’re not even angry at or resentful of Carol’s father. He saw no other option, considering the dishonor and humiliation he would face if he tried to raise his daughter normally. People with disabilities face much higher risk of abuse and violence, and it isn’t safe to leave them with just any caregiver. He was hopeless and knew of no other way to protect his daughter. Instead of being upset with Carol’s father, we are saddened and frustrated with the general mentality of society surrounding this topic.

Incredibly, just within the two weeks since meeting Carol, we have seen noticeable improvements in her behavior and demeanor. At first, she would sit with her head between her knees as she rocked back and forth in the corner. She avoided eye contact and seemed understandably distraught and anxious. However, on our most recent visit Carol began looking up at us and seemed more interactive. Although she is unable to speak or walk, we are prayerful and hopeful that she will continue to progress with our help and the care and support of her neighbors. We praise God for this family who is caring for her and making a difference in her life.

This past week, our friend Lauren, who recently moved to Uganda from Chicago, began accompanying Kari to Katanga on Fridays to help Carol. She is a social worker who is passionately gifted in trauma counseling. Trauma can often lead to the shutting down of the part of the brain that learns and utilizes language, and Lauren is eager to provide trauma therapy in the form of social and emotional care for Carol, in hopes that this will help her regain what little language she did have and greatly increase her vocabulary and speaking abilities in the future. During our last session, we noticed such great improvements. Carol had her head up, was making brief eye contact, and looked around around the entire time. She even began to smile, laugh, and verbalize. It’s amazing to see how God is working and bringing people together to care for His children.

Each Friday afternoon, Kari and Lauren will be co-treating with Carol. We are very excited for the potential ahead in terms of language, development, and—hopefully—greater acceptance and inclusion in her community. Please join us in praying for Carol and for the improvement of her circumstances, as well as praying for Kari and Lauren as they come up with a support plan. We know that God can do great things, and we are confident that His hand is on her life.

Carol

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. In those days when you pray, I will listen. If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. I will be found by you, says the Lord, I will end your captivity and restore you. {Jeremiah 29:11-14}

 

New Beginnings…

Hello from Uganda!

We made it! It’s hard to believe that it’s already been two weeks since we left the Mitten State and headed out on this new adventure! By God’s grace, the transition to life in the Pearl has gone really well so far. We’re setting into life here and we are absolutely loving it.

As we were thinking about our first week here, we came across this journal entry that Ben wrote before we left. We intended to post it earlier, but life happened 🙂 Anyways, here it is…

A week prior to writing this blog post, our apartment had been filled with couches, tables, a bed, lamps, wedding gifts, decor on the walls…everything that made it a home—our home. Within the span of a mere week and a half, we had sold almost everything we owned in an online auction to family, friends, and new acquaintances. Everything had been picked up and Kari and I were left standing in the living room—a room emptied all too abruptly of everything but memories.

I thought back to when we were first moving in and we had to get our utilities turned on. If you’ve ever had to do this, as I’m sure a lot of you have, then you know that they give you a very vague timeline within which they will come by. Our given time frame was 11am to 2pm. I was tasked with the wonderful job of waiting for them, and I got there early with a book, an iPad, and a lawn chair borrowed from my in-laws. I was ready to wait!

I decided to use this time to pray over the apartment and put it under the covering of the Lord. I prayed that God would make it a place of peace, love and joy; that every time someone visited, they would have uplifting fellowship and that they would leave our home feeling encouraged. I also prayed that God would do His will in the marriage and lives of Kari and I. We had hoped to stay in this apartment for a while. There was plenty of space and we were in a great location. We had planned on staying here for three or four years, during which time we would be saving up to buy a house. At the time, we were sure that this apartment would be home for quite some time. That was our plan and we thought that it was a good plan.

As I sat and prayed in that empty living room that was soon to be filled with life and love, I had been overjoyed because we now had our own place, our own address. We were going to finally open our wedding gifts and use them. My heart was filled with joy, for we had been waiting a year and a half for this.

Kari and I had great plans. God had even better plans.

The eight months that we spent at apartment 202D went by so quickly. Here we were again in an empty living room. People who had bought our items had collected them, and we were getting ready to leave. We reminisced on all of the memories that were made, tears that were shed and laughs that were shared with everyone that had visited and had fellowship in our living room. Rather than three or four years, it had been less than one. We were not following our plan or dream of moving into a house. We were putting everything we had on the line: quitting our jobs, selling our belongings, moving out of our home, and heading far, far outside of our comfort zone.

We were leaving all that was familiar, yes. But we were obeying God’s call for us to go to my home country, Uganda, and serve the people there. It is scary, difficult, and painful for both of us to leave nearly everything and everyone we know. However, it is liberating to know that we have God on our side and that He’s going to take care of us. He was calling us to fully rely on Him and trust Him, and we are doing our best to do so. We have said goodbye to apartment 202D, but we are excited for our new home. We are looking ahead with hope and joy, for we know that the Lord is our shelter and He will provide.

We’ll be posting an update on our first few weeks in Uganda sometime next week. For now, we’ll leave you with this quote that we love…

“But God doesn’t call us to be comfortable. He calls us to trust him so completely that we are unafraid to put ourselves in situations where we will be in trouble if he doesn’t come through.” – Francis Chan

Missing you all and praying for you as you serve God where you are!

Blessings,

Ben & Kari

 

Mitten to the Pearl AUCTION!

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Hello!

Thank you so much for the support you have given us so far! We are overwhelmed by God’s goodness and His faithfulness. He has continued to open doors; the pieces are all beginning to fall in place and it’s becoming more real! God provided for us to be able to book our flights a couple weeks ago, so we will be leaving on November 10, just 3 short months away! We’re savoring our time with family and friends and enjoying the last bits of summer in Michigan.

We are going to be having an ONLINE AUCTION within the next couple weeks to sell most of our furniture, kitchen items, and home decor. All of our items are less than a year old and in excellent condition. Please spread the news if you know of anybody who may be interested!

We are also looking for people who are interested in donating items or services! If you would like to contribute something (ideas: gift cards, baked goods, jewelry, tickets, accessories, getaways), please send us an email or comment on this post. All funds raised will go towards our ministry and personal start-up costs in Uganda. We are trusting God to provide $22,000 to cover the costs of our flights, vehicle, office supplies, and items to furnish our home. Please pray about partnering with us as we help the children of Uganda find their voice.

The verse God has given us for this vision is Proverbs 31:8-9 — “Speak up for the people who have no voice, for the rights of all the down-and-outers. Speak out for justice! Stand up for the poor and destitute!”

Thanks for your love and support!

-b&k