Upendo Ministries

  • Wounded, but Worshiping

    Wounded, but Worshiping

    No one prepares you for the kind of silence that follows deep pain.The kind where you kneel to pray and don’t even know what to say.You just sit there… in the stillness… hoping God hears the tears that fall faster than the words ever could. There’s a kind of worship that isn’t sung,isn’t pretty,isn’t even Read more

  • In the Fire and the Flood

    In the Fire and the Flood

    Some days, life feels like fire.Other days, it feels like the sea—too wide, too deep, and too wild to cross. We all face moments that feel too heavy to carry. Pain that doesn’t have words. Loneliness that echoes in a crowded room. Questions that don’t have answers. And in those moments, the enemy loves to Read more

  • Holding Onto Hurt

    Holding Onto Hurt

    We’ve all felt it—that ache when someone wounds us, intentionally or not. Pain leaves us at a crossroads: do we cling to it, or do we begin the journey of letting go? The truth is, forgiveness rarely happens in an instant. It’s not forgetting. It’s not pretending it didn’t hurt. It’s a process… a sacred Read more

  • The Long Night, and the Morning After

    The Long Night, and the Morning After

    It’s been nearly 17 months of being unwell—and now, at last, the sun is starting to shine again. Back in 2018, I got a tick bite. A friend helped remove it, and we didn’t think much of it at the time. Everything seemed fine. Then, in 2019, on my first trip to Kenya, I developed Read more

  • From Darkness to Dawn

    From Darkness to Dawn

    It was about 3 a.m. I was Bible journaling in Psalms when I came across this verse: “O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.” — Psalm 30:2 I remember reading those words and wanting them to be my testimony. That night, as quiet worship music played, I prayed—not just Read more

  • Six Years Later: A Journey of Love in Kenya

    Six Years Later: A Journey of Love in Kenya

    Six years ago, a ten-year-old girl in fifth grade traveled to Kenya with her family. It was her first time outside of North America, and she was beyond excited to visit Huruma Dolor Orphanage. Yes, that girl is me. 🙂 It’s incredible to think that six years have passed. In some ways, it feels like Read more