Tuesday, August 15, 2017

"Give When it's not Fair, Live Life for Another, Take time for a Brother, Find Faith in the Battle"

Well, Hello selfless people out there,
For those who do not know me or remember me, let me refresh your memories.
My name is Kelly McColm, daughter of Michel McColm. My father and I have been traveling to Rwanda every November, through Ten Talents International with a team of some wonderful missionaries from different states. While we are in Rwanda, we share Christmas celebrations with children different ages.  Children we celebrate with include Ten Talents Rwanda group homes, at Risk children and their families and Imizi children’s center located about an hour away from the capitol of Rwanda (Kigali).

Our wonderful missionaries, raise money through friends, family, and churches to purchase school supplies for the children. These materials are given in form of a Christmas presents to children. Now, if you are a child in USA, you may think “what kind of a Christmas present is that”? well that is actually a huge present for some kids in Rwanda. Let me tell you why, while here in the states we ask for “silly stuff” for Christmas, some children not only in Rwanda but some other countries as well, will ask for necessities/basic needs rather than a “Want” because they do not have the luxury of asking for “Wants”

So briefly that is why we give them school supplies as their Christmas presents plus a fancy meal shared with caregivers, and us (missionaries). I will list down what we usually collect to take with us and if you feel led to help in anyway please let me know.

1.       Backpacks
2.       Shoes
3.       Socks
4.       Underpants
5.       Pens and pencils
6.       Notebooks
7.       A pair of outfit

All these items are put together in backpacks by our missionaries. names of kids will be then written on each bag. Every child receives one backpack full of school materials, shoes, and some cloths. We as missionaries we love doing what we do but we also know that our work would not be possible if it was not for the kind people that help us through donations and giving.

For those who also know me, know that every year I give myself a task of raising money to bless some of these kids and their families in a big way. Although most of my fundraising have been limited to children and families in Ten Talents Rwanda Programs, this year I would like to extend this fundraising to Imizi children’s center. Imizi children’s center is an organization that we have been collaborating with every year we travel to Rwanda. We love spending time with the boys and their caregivers, listening to their stories of where they came from and where they are going.

We have also been blessed in big ways with these kids, every time we’ve visited we have been allowed to share Christ with them and I personally cannot be more grateful as I love sharing about our savior with everyone I come in contact with. This year I would like to raise money to buy these boys some necessities like:

1.       Bedsheets
2.       towels
3.       Shoes (to fit children 4-18 years)
4.       soccer Jerseys
5.       Medical supplies such as bandages, painkillers, gloves etc.
6.       Bibles (both testaments)

7.       Additionally, I would like to raise about $1200 for a good meal with these kids.
I am so grateful to those who have been helping, donating, praying, and keeping our mission trips going every year.

We like to give children new cloths and bags and unfortunately, we will not be able to take used materials, it’s with that sense that ask, if you will be purchasing anything for us to take please leave the tags on as things have changed In Rwanda (if you need more information on this please email me)
I will be creating a Wishlist on amazon since this will be the best way to get materials to myself or my family. You can also donate though Ten Talents International Website under the giving page and if you do not mind, just indicate in the note that it is for Kelly’s fundraising and we will make sure it was received.

There will be a GoFundMe page.
If you need to know more information you can reach me on my email or Facebook listed below
Kelly Munana McColm (Facebook)
Thank you and enjoy the pictures from our last year’s trip   


Hope of Purpose girls singing 

praise the Lord






Home of Purpose girls with their home mothers


Kevine smiles more than we first brought her into the home


Boys getting in their places to sing! I wonder if "Muzungu" is going to sing with them


doing their rehearsed moves for the song 

this is so beautiful! seeing how they love Jesus makes my heart jump

of course we wouldn't end without taking a picture of all the boy in the Home of INNOCENCE WITH THEIR CAREGIVERS 

Kevine ans Stacy are cousins and both stay at the Home of Purpose 

Stacy was excited to hear that she was going to start school


Denis happy to receive his packpack

Yves is more excited than he looks 


Celestin with his big smile!

Amani (translates to Peace) he is working hard in school and doing a good job!


Theogene has graduated in his driving school but still loves to receive his Christmas present in a backpack!

Adrian's smile is contagious 

Gaby, soccer coach for the boys! 

"we had just eaten"


such heavy backpack! enjoy your present 
























Mother and daughter 

How cute is this ?






Imizi childrens' center 
After the meal we she shared about Jesus and our testimonies 
getting intros

Rwandan dance by Home of purpose and Home of Innocence 
Listening attentively 

The team heading to African new life bible church 

Praise and worshinp
Getting our praise on!
boys paying attention to the testimonies being shared but our group
They hunger for more!








































































Monday, January 4, 2016

THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE HERE & NOW

“Nothing you become will disappoint me; I have no preconception that I'd like to see you be or do. I have no desire to foresee you, only to discover you. You can't disappoint me” 
 
Mary Haskell
I want to share with you a story, a story of tragedy, a story of hope, a story of hidden love of God, a story of a little girl who in the midst of her messed up life navigated through dark clouds and still found light, still found that the sun still shines even when it’s raining bad, A story about a girl who suffered mistreatment and cruelness of the world, A girl who believed in something bigger than herself without knowing how or why, a girl who longed the normal life but was denied it, a girl who had lost hope and trust in people but still believed in God, a girl who believed in bigger things that only happened in movies, a girl who believed in “THIS TOO SHALL PASS” even though it never passed. Most of all a story about girl now full of hope, dreams, future, oh and fantasy!
See, this girl I know, this girl I have met, this girl I have lived with for 22 years, this girl I shared everything with. I know this girl up and down, I know her weaknesses, I know her strengths, I know the many sleepless night she spends thinking about her future, I know the love in her heart that she has many times shared with wrong people, I know everything she prays for but never yet answered, I know all the hurt she goes through with her friends and family, I know how she looks happy and good outside even when there is so much brokenness in heart, I know how deeply she cares about children and women of Rwanda, I know her heart for the missions, I know her love for traveling, I know her visions for the bright future but most of all I know she still sees the light through dark clouds. I know her inside out and now it’s time my readers meet her too.
I know this girl more than I know anyone else in this world, I know her because this girl is ME, see, I have always been so afraid for sharing my story, afraid for judgments, misconceptions, hate, and my own past, afraid that my past will interfere with my present and destroy my future. This year I got to attend the women of faith Tour, and I am glad I did. These women shared their stories that mostly changed how I think, see, from the outside looking at them, these women are successful living a life that so many of us only dream about, and when we look at them or at least when I do I always say to myself “ I can never be like them” mostly because I feel like my past will never let me but little did I know that these women did not start where they are today and most if not all of them had a broken past which had led them to the life they live today. Those 2 days of women of Faith tour may have changed the way I think about my future and inspired me to tell my story and share with the world what I have experienced before now. It’s because of these woman that today and through this year I will be sharing a lot.
The little girl I once knew turned into this lady
As I was reflecting on my life today I was reminded of a day I was sitting in my dorm room in high school, wondering why I was not like all the other kids around me, well looking from the outside I was already like those kids, I wore nice cloths, “hang with cool kids” and used the language that was on style then but inside I knew I was different, I knew I would never be like those other kids. I could pretend all day to be like everyone else but at the end of the day I was reminded that my life was not as successful as theirs, I was not going to go home to mom and dad during the weekend in fact I was not going to go home at all like them, I knew I had no mom and no dad like most of them did, I knew there was  a big chance of not being visited on visiting days like my friends would, but when I was asked or approached by a friend why I never get picked up for the weekend, or if they could come visit me over the break I’d come up with a story to cover up the truth.  The truth was over the break I don’t go home to mom and dad, Truth was, over the break I go to a Children’s’ home, that was my home and when I was there, it felt okay because I loved all my sisters and brothers there but I was embarrassed to have my friends know that about myself, ashamed to tell my friends we have no visitation arrangement at the home but most of all and what people never knew was, I was ashamed of myself, of not telling truth to my friends, of not giving them a chance to know who I really was and what kind of life I lived that was different and may have been good different.


Tell your story, there will be nothing to lose! only lots to gain!!!!!
I remember that one night in the dorm room I was journaling about my day and writing my life desires down. And I remember for the many years I have longed for a mother in my life, I could say I longed for a family but with my sisters and brothers at the children’s home, in them I had a family, I could say I longed for a father but unfortunately most fathers I have seen or known, were either beating up their kids and their wives or cheating on their marriages with school girls so I had no desire for a father but a mother. I had written so many letters to different women I saw and know they could have been good mothers to me, I write them letters but really never sent them because at the end of the day it was just a “wish upon a star”. I remember one of the letters that was directed to my pastor’s wife, I was desperately asking her to be my mother and promising her I’d be good and I’d do all the house work, telling her if she agrees to be my mother she will never need a housemaid because I was good with housework. And I prayed over every letter I’ve ever written, asking God to see the desire in my heart. So many years had passed since that letter, but that time in the dorm room I really needed a mother so I wrote a new letter to a new mom.
I have both father and mother now! God listen and answered!
This new letter was directed to the headmistress of the school, the woman most student never identified themselves with, the woman who was never liked at all. Why was I asking her to be my mother at least for the day? Well behind all her cruelness, rudeness and everything unpleasant, hidden in her was a love of her 3 children and I longed a piece of that love she held in her heart, a love that made her share and brag stories about her kids, I wanted to be a character in her stories, sharing her love. And despite how she never liked me I still wrote the letter because she was the only mother figure in the school at the moment and I would have taken anything thing motherly from her! Well anything except the stemotherly mistreatment!
Dreams do come true and miracles do happen everyday! you just have to inside to see them
Looking back now I am on the other side of the story, I am that girl with a mom not only that I am that girl with a father too, one who does not beat his kids and his wife one who only have love for his wife and his family. I could honestly say with few years of school remaining I can classify myself at the level of those women of faith, I am this close to having it all. But because of my past I have prevented myself from enjoying life, mostly because I’ve felt like it would not be fair to the other” MES” still out there, that will just bring my past into my present. Until last year when I started Stalking one of my girlfriend’s’ blog, Facebook and Instagram. See, my friend had suffered an illness and she was just a teenager, her life was just beginning and at the same time thinking about the illness that might have ended her life yet she still saw the light in the dark clouds and believed that the sun will still shine despite the amount of the rain pouring in her life, I was encouraged by her so much and I had concluded that “she is living life to the fullest” I had no idea what that meant for me. What would it look like if I did not worry about tomorrow, if I did not plan anything for tomorrow and just live for today because in reality it’s all we’ve got, we have no idea if we will still have tomorrow the only sure thing is that we have today.
Mother (back) father(left) twin brother(right) and little brother (back left) My heart is full of joy because God made me laugh like that lady in the bible, Samuel's mom is it?!!?
I just want to encourage you to live today, enjoy today because you have it for sure, and live in the moment “now or never” they say. I want to remind you that tomorrow is not your responsibility leave it to God because he is always a step ahead of us meaning he is already in your tomorrow and with his assurance I don’t know why we worry about tomorrow at all. So today live like there is no tomorrow let God worry about tomorrow for you. And if you are like I and you are afraid the past will interfere, please be true to yourself, tell your story I guarantee it will make you feel good. Share your experience with others and give them hope to enjoy the day that is provided for free at no cost at all and wake up in the morning knowing that you’re a conqueror because Jesus made sure of that.
Don't forget the light still exist, there is no amount of  dark clouds that will cover it for long! "the sun will still shine in the middle of pouring rain" just travel to Rwanda, you will see it, guarantee.
Look in the mirror and be amazed and grateful of what you see because you’re nothing but beautiful and wonderfully made but in all friends don’t forget to give God thanks. I know I am always mixing up my stories but what can I say? I am a free writer and I write all that God puts into my heart and for now, I want to remind you all to love on the children whatever form they come in, biological, adoption, foster or simple babysitting. See, not all kids were born the same, some kids like the girl I once knew! Belong to nowhere and to no one and they sit somewhere wishing they could have a mother or simply giving up on life because it is not fair, please love then if you can, give them hope and help them dream big.
My wish came true! I have a permanent mother! God read all my letters!
Lastly if you can, connect with an organization, volunteer, sponsor, adopt, foster do anything to make a different in a child’s life domestically or internationally, give a child a dream for tomorrow and help them enjoy today and while you are at it, don’t forget to share the success story with me!
Have a Blessed today!
XOXO
Kelly