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Please Pray for Wendy

I received a prayer request from Billiance Chondwe who is a friend of mine. I first met Billy at The Christian Alliance for Orphans Conference in 2013.  I was standing in the lobby at the Best Western where I was staying and I felt a tap on my shoulder.  When I turned around Pastor Billy was asking me if I was attending the CAFO conference.  We got to talking and when I asked him where he was from he said Zambia.  That was when I realized he was the man I had seen on stage who had started Orphan Sunday. If you don’t know what Orphan Sunday is you can find more about it at http://orphansunday.org 

It was an amazing moment for me to realize that the God I love so much would orchestrate it so that of all people in the world, Pastor Billy would tap on my shoulder and want to talk to me. Over the years we have stayed in touch and sent many prayer requests back and forth regarding orphans and vulnerable children and adults that God has put in our lives.

One thing that I found interesting was the fact that even though God called me to be a voice for Orphans, many of my friends and family have not seemed the slightest bit interested in the orphan crisis. I have discovered that a lot of what I have to say has fallen on deaf ears. Yet steadily over the years Pastor Billy has checked in with me and I have been thankful. I have been thankful to know that on the other side of the world someone is sending prayers up to God and standing in agreement with me for the people God puts on my heart.

This week I received an urgent prayer request for a young lady named WENDY NAKAMBA. After praying about it I asked permission to share the need here at An Orphan’s Battleground.

Below is a copy of the request I received from Pastor Billy.

“Greetings from Pastor Billy. I pray that you are well and the Lord is richly blessing you indeed.

We do have a girl named WENDY NAKAMBA aged 25years old whom the Lord permitted me and my family to meet 4yrs ago when she drop out of school at 21years old in her first semester studying General Nursing because she was always sick due to her been HIV/AIDS positive.

We used to see her always struggling with her grandfather who was in the late 85years old so we committed ourselves to support her with prayers, food and sometimes school fees. This year by Gods grace she is in her final year to complete and graduate with a Diploma in General Nursing but she has been given deadline on 11th August to settle her $265 she owes the school failure to which she will be not go on Monday 14TH August, 2017 for RURAL and URBAN experience which plays a key role towards her graduation by end of November, 2017.

We as a family we have decided to take her and she stays with us therefore your support in prayers and any contributions towards the above amount will greatly be appreciated.

Any financial support towards her can be sent to : CATHERINE NANYANGWE (My Wife).

Once again your help and prayers will be greatly appreciate to see this girl graduate and contribute positively to the well being of her life and nation. I also forgot to mention that she has no family because her grandfather eventually went to be with the Lord hence we took her in.

I wait to hear from you soon as the Lord enables you please.

Pastor Billy”

What struck me about this request was how easily the financial need could be met by so many people here in America.  This is pocket change for some people but for Wendy it is a game changer.

“Whoever is kind to the poor lends to the LORD, and he will reward them for what they have done.”
‭‭‬‬Proverbs 19:17 NIV

Pastor Billy sent an update telling me he is thankful for the prayers and that $50 has been donated.   Wendy was sent home from the school even though Pastor Billy sent someone who pleaded with them to give them until August 14th as he looks for the Lord to provide. They are still in need of $215.

I invite you to be a difference maker!  Here’s how you can help:

  • Pray for Wendy that God would provide for her financially,  physically, spiritually and  her emotional needs.  Pray that Wendy may know that there is a God in heaven who loves her and will make sure she is taken care of.
  • Share this prayer request!
  • Give your financial support to Wendy. If you are able to fund Wendy’s financial need in part or in total please contact Pastor Billiance Chondwe at billiancechondwe@gmail.com



An Empty Chair on the Fourth of July

I gave blood again this week.  I’ve been doing it for a few years now.  I’m not saying this to brag.  It wasn’t my idea to begin with.  When God put a call on my life, He gave me some very specific things to do and being a voice was only one.  He called out all the stops and one of them happened to be that he wanted me to share my blood.

I wasn’t keen on the idea.  Think about it.  Who wants to give blood?  I remember bargaining with God.  I told him that I would give blood if LIFESOURCE needed my blood type more than any other kind.  I didn’t know much about blood types, but I remembered from school that some people were universal donors.

I will never forget calling LIFESOURCE and asking if there was one particular blood type they needed more than the others.  I knew there was, but I was hoping it wasn’t mine.  I explained that I had committed to donating blood if I was a universal donor.

The woman on the other end of the phone sounded older, almost like my grandmother.  She had most likely had a similar conversation with others who had walked down this path before me.  She knew exactly how to draw me in. She had a cheery way about her, and in a soft gentle voice she replied,  “Why yes, I would be more than happy to help you out.  We need all blood types, but we get especially excited about anyone who has O-Negative blood.  What type are you dear?”

I almost couldn’t speak. As my mind began to reel, I gazed into space. God knew all along! Why would I ever think I could bargain with God? I had laid down my life, I had surrendered all and if that meant giving blood then that would be the way it was. It didn’t matter that the idea of it sounded horrible or that I hated needles.  My selfish idea that I needed my blood and couldn’t share it didn’t matter.  I was brought back from the recesses of my mind by the sound of her voice.  “Hello?  Are you there dear?”
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