My car in Uganda

Had a dream that I drove my own car right up to the house in Togo. If you know the roads in Uganda and my lil car you'd know this isn't even possible. haha Then again it shouldn't be possible for me to have the privilege to go there at all and yet here I am watching God make a way for me for the second time. I don't know how it's going to happen.

A single mom with no college degree should not be able to come up with those kind of funds. I honestly hate asking people for money to support my trips too. I was raised to be self sufficient and asking for money is completely against my nature. Asking for prayer is no big deal to me though. So please be in prayer for me and our team. Pray not just that God provides our needed funds but also for our hearts to be ready to fallow Gods leading, for the hearts of the people we come into contact with, for the the adoption of little William to be completed so that he can come home with his parents and for the hundreds of children in TICC and GICC who still need sponsors so they can continue the education so important for their future and the future of Uganda as a whole. My heart has been in Uganda for longer than I even knew there was such a place and I can't wait to get back home.

When You called my name

There are no words to describe how thankful I am to have been blessed with this life I've been given. To know the people I do. To have been gifted with two young men to love and raise who call ME mom. To love and be loved by so many. To have been able to experience two major life goals. Being a mother and going to Africa. From the moment the plane hit the ground last January I felt I had finally found home. A strange feeling for someone who's never been outside the continental US before. That is how it was. The entire trip was surreal and amazing. I was blessed to meet little Baraak and his family who the boys chose to sponsor so that he can go to TICC and receive the education every child deserves and that these children crave so much. They know what an honor it is to be given a chance to learn. They realize how important to their future it is and they work hard to achieve it.

I began relationships with countless amazing people, tasted new foods and watched as God worked in the lives of everyone around me. I stood in awe as children shared their testimonies and hundreds danced and sang in praise to the one who created them and their beautiful country they live in. I learned how to play a new sport popular with the girls and be a part of teaching kids how to play one of My favorite sports, volley ball. If you know anything about sport, you know what a great avenue it is for building relationships.

I think that it's safe to say I did not leave my heart in Uganda, I found it there! When the team went back this summer and I had to stay behind it was one of the most difficult things in my life. When God called me to be a missionary as a child I never knew how far that would take me or how much my heart would ache for the people of Uganda. All of which will makes it difficult to believe that I have been given the opportunity to go back home again. Like my first trip, there are obstacles to overcome and quite a bit of preparation to do. However, I know God will make the way for me just as He did the first time. He used many of you to help accomplish so much in Uganda as you supported myself and our team in our mission with your prayers and donations. I sat back and watched as God used you to bring in the funds needed to allow me to go. You have accomplished more than you may ever realize. Not just in my life but in the lives of those on the other side of the world, and I am eternally grateful.

As the team prepares to return at the end of this year we ask again for your support so that we can continue the work. We desire to come alongside what God is already doing, both here in the US and in Uganda. Our next trip will be a bit different. We will again be hosting a children's camp and building those relationships. Additionally, like the summer team, we will be going to a military housing area to reach out the the men there. Once again we would like you to come along with us. We want to ask first for your prayers. If you would like to specifically be a prayer partner for me or another team member please let me know so that we can come to you with specific needs as they arise. If it is on your heart to partner financially you can do so by going to the link posted below or mailing a check to the address below. You can even use your smart phone to scan the QR code if you like to use your phone.

http://bit.ly/TonyaInUganda

Tonya Price
1701 Ellis Lake Dr.
Maryville, Ca 95901

Not just a walk in the park, Kazansky.

I think we can all agree that parenting is no walk in the park. It's full of highs and lows, frustrations and victories and then some. If you happen to have a child who also struggles with something a bit extra, say Autism, MS, CP or CF you know that parenting is really more like running a gauntlet. With each small victory there is often a blow that knocks you back and even with all the courage and "know how" in the world you feel you could be knocked down for good at any moment. Any good parent will tell you that it's difficult to watch their child struggle through life. A parent of a special needs child deals with this on a larger level. We work hard to make life as "normal" as possible for them. Some of it is the same as with other parents. We worry how they are doing in school. We want them to find an interest and develop their talents. We hope they become well rounded and respectful adults. For a special needs parent, along with all of that also comes the knowledge that there are many things that make "normal" life almost impossible. Some of us watch our children struggle through things as simple as choosing breakfast, or how to handle it when the schedule of the day does not go exactly as planned. Some of us watch as our child works through the muscle pain of just putting socks on in the morning.



For a CF parent you work to be sure your child gets all their medications and breathing treatments every single day. Even something as simple as eating a meal or snack means making sure they get more pills just so they can digest their food properly. Then, when they start showing signs of the common cold, visions of lung damage race from the fringe of your mind back to the forefront of every thought and worry. A small cold is no big deal to most kids. Kids with CF end up doing extra breathing treatments throughout the day and often end up needing extra antibiotics just to kick it. Even with all of the extra maintenance and care, you’re fighting an uphill battle. You know you might just outlive your child at worst and at best they’ll likely need a lung transplant at some point. It’s true that research and treatments have come a long way. In 1955, children with CF were not expected to live long enough to attend grade school. Today, CF patients often live into their 30’s. Even with these great advances anyone living with CF will tell you that it’s still no walk in the park. Being a part of the CF community is difficult as you see others struggle with everyday tasks because lung function has gotten so low. I know I’m tired of running this gauntlet and I know those with CF are even more so. I find myself inspired by CF patients and the lives they choose to live. One of the best things I’ve ever heard was listening to my son say to a fellow CFer, “CF does suck but it’s made us who we are right?” He does complain on a regular basis about all he has to do just to stay healthy but I’m thankful for the research and strength that have kept him around and I look to the future when he and others no longer need to fight this fight.