Paper & Le Pen.
Paper and pen. Journal and brown ink. Ecojot and le pen.
I'm a paper lover. I'm a note taker. I'm a writer-downer. How's that for an Elizabethism? Writer-downer.
I've always been that sort. I have a stack of metal trays on my desk just for throwing all my notes into. I have baskets above my desk that hold every hand written note I've ever received. Your kinds notes and emails of encouragement hang above my desk or in the potty on the pin boards. I dig them out when I'm having a bad hour. I shuffle through my business notebooks when my well feels dry. I sort through look books of cut apart magazines when I no longer feel creative. I love words. I love paper. I love notes and remembering.
Catalyst was a notebook-filler for me. An experience I really wanted to remember. It was nearly impossible to actually absorb what folks were saying. To sit and in that moment, absorb everything they were saying. So I wrote it down. Every last sentence that hit me, I wrote it down. Pages and pages. Except for Miss Katie Davis. She runs Amazima Ministries in Uganda. All I could come up with was her age, the name of her ministry, the number to text adopt to and my seat-neighbor doodled a love note on my page. Other than that, I remember her spirit very clearly, but of course not her words.
If we're to be honest, Miss Davis was my reason for squeezing Catalyst into our insane month of October. Could we have stayed home and filled those days with 6-8 sessions? Of course. But I certainly don't regret missing out on that opportunity for the words Katie shared. For months, I've been reading Katie's blog. Correction: I've been weeping over Katie's blog. The posts are few and a bit far between, but absolutely incredible.
At 22-years-old, Katie now has 14 daughters. 14 little girls that she has made into her own familiy in Uganda. She isn't married, she didn't have any sort of plan to be where she is today, but the Lord certainly did. 14. Two of her girls were on stage at Catalyst. They came up right after she laughed off a comment about 14 being quite a few to mother - her response, 'Well, not when you compare 14 children to tens of thousands of orphans.' Oh goodness.
This was right before the Catalyst crew told her they'd fund all 14 girls' higher education. Maybe I didn't write because I was crying to my little self. Maybe I didn't write because I was completely captivated by the clarity, genuineness and purity of the spirit living in her. Not sure really. I want to share more about Katie and the opportunities she's presenting for you and I to partner in feeding and educating the folks in Uganda, but no one can say it quite as well as Katie. Spend some time on her blog, or Amazima's blog or website. Pick up her book and spend a while experiencing the spirit of the Lord that works in Katie. Spend a few minutes and you'll figure out why everything I have to say seems inadequate. Ohhh Katie Davis.