
Since the beginning of this year, Inua Advocacy has had no funding and no pledges toward our current budget. The small reserves we spared from last year are almost gone. Today, I was preparing myself to inform my team that their contracts might have to end because our fundraising efforts had not yielded the results we hoped for.
Then yesterday, during a routine catch-up call, a friend casually mentioned she had set aside a few thousand dollars for us. Enough to carry the organization for another month and a half. We spoke about many other things, yet twenty-four hours later, that single sentence is all I truly remember.
Why does God sometimes wait until the final hour? Why do I watch others secure multi-year funding while long-term provision for us feels distant? Why does work that seeks justice for the vulnerable struggle to attract the support it deserves?
I do not have answers. I only know that I will not abandon the mission. I may not fully understand my Boss, but I trust His character. When He says move, I will move. When provision delays, I will wait. When I fall under the weight of uncertainty, I will rise again.
It is hard to remember that faith is not clarity about tomorrow, but loyalty to the calling today. Still, I will keep reminding my heart until that truth settles deep within me.
And until my time on earth is done, I will keep walking, even when the light is dim.
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