Last month I wrote a blog post about Mikayla and Hope riding their adaptive bikes to raise money for a special needs school in Kenya. I’m so proud of our girls. They often begged to ride their bikes. They pedaled for hours and hours to help kids across the world that they will never meet. They never complained when they were tired and I told them to keep riding. Just keep pedaling. Just keep pedaling. And they would keep pedaling with a smile on their faces even when they were exhausted.
I had a certain amount in mind that I was hoping the girls would be able to raise for the Daisy School. I announced the fundraiser on Facebook on April 29th. At church the very next day people started giving me money to support the girls and their fundraiser. I went home and I realized that I needed to dream bigger because it was only the first day of the fundraiser and we were already half way to the goal I had set.
As I was sitting in church on Mother’s Day I felt very strongly in my heart that I was supposed to believe that the girls would raise $1,000. Believe for $1,000? Gulp. That sounds impossible. As I was leaving church I ran into a friend and I told her that I felt like I was supposed to believe for $1000 for the kids in Kenya. She said she would love to partner with me in prayer for $1000 for the Daisy School.
Something always happens when you decide to believe for something. Discouragement. It always has a way of trying to come in and take away your faith. The week after I started believing for $1000 the donations stopped. And I began to listen to the voice in my head that kept saying “It was crazy for me to believe for $1000. We’ll never get there. No way. It’s not gonna happen.”
We went through a dry spell but eventually the donations started coming in again. We were 10 days away from the end of the fundraiser and the girls had raised $750. We’re $250 away from our goal. Is this really going to happen? I would go out to the mailbox and find a check. The doorbell would ring and when I answered the door someone would hand me money. Yes, it’s really going to happen. Mikayla and Hope are going to raise $1000. Just a few days before the fundraiser was to end a car pulled up in our driveway. 3 donations came in from 3 ladies and we had suddenly reached our goal. Actually, we had not only reached our goal but we had exceeded it. Above and beyond what we were hoping for. That’s how God works. He is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above what we could ever ask or think (Ephesians 3:20). But God still wasn’t done yet. More donations came in and we ended the fundraiser with $1,200.
I believe that God had a lot of things in mind when He put the idea in my heart to have a fundraiser for the Daisy School. Obviously, He wanted the Daisy School to receive funds to help their school prosper. I believe He wanted to show the world what a generous group of people can do to help kids across the world. He taught me that I need to dream bigger dreams. As I watched my girls pedal day after day He taught me what perseverance looks like. Perhaps the best thing this experience did for my mom heart was to see what my girls can do. They can change another child’s life by pedaling their bikes. As a special needs mom I daily face the things that my girls can’t do. Sometimes it’s really hard to accept why so many things are hard for them. I’ve found myself crying in the middle of the night more than once lately. They weren’t tears of sadness but rather tears of joy. Joy that my girls have found something that they’re good at. Joy that God showed us a way to use what they’re good at to help other kids who have special needs. Joy that God can do amazing things through our girls even though they don’t fully understand why they’ve been riding their bicycles so much.
The team from our church has arrived in Kenya. They will be visiting the Daisy School and they will personally deliver the money that the girls raised. And I’m anxiously sitting here in America waiting for my friend Mona to post pictures on Facebook of the kids at the Daisy School. It’s amazing what God can do with two little girls, a couple of bikes, and a lot of generous people.
One day as Hope was riding her bike she took a corner too fast and her bike flipped over. Her feet were strapped to the pedals and she was wearing a seat belt. She lay there helpless waiting for me to come and unfasten her so she could stand up. I smiled as I unfastened her feet from the pedals. This helpless little girl of mine who’s all tangled up in her bicycle is changing the world. This little girl who goes too fast, falls down, and gets back up again is changing the world. And her twin sister who doesn’t ride as fast or fall as much is also changing the world. All of us can change the world. My friend changed the world by praying for Mikayla and Hope to reach their goal of $1000. Many people changed the world when they gave money towards the Daisy School fundraiser. Some people change the world by being a missionary in Kenya. And sometimes little girls who have special needs change the world by simply riding their bicycles and sending $1,200 to Kenya.