I suppose every good story starts with a catchy beginning.  The moment that gets the reader hooked and engaged. 

But, our “catchy” moments come well into our story…

Future Hope Ministries is a purpose placed into our hearts by God himself.  Any attempt to take credit for the idea makes us laugh. 

We were comfortably living the American dream and raising our family. 

We were happy and naively content. 

Then IT happened. 

God broke in to our happy little lives and changed them into something crazy!!

We are the Whites. 

We live on a farm in Waddy, Kentucky.

And God is taking us on the adventure of our lives.

During the summer of 2009 He began to break our hearts for the country of Uganda.  It all started with a trip down an internet bloggy bunny trail on a boring summer afternoon.  It was there that I was introduced to an amazing ministry in Uganda (www.amazima.org).

I was really only interested in making a few rag dolls to send to the children they were helping.

But then, I started reading stories and those stories had pictures with faces and big brown eyes.

e I knew it, God had challenged my heart and my whole way of life.

The statistics that I’d always been able to skim over became personal. 

I wasn’t content to just keep it all to myself, no… I had to suck my whole family into it.  Before I knew it I would walk into our home office and Mark was looking at pictures of beautiful children and God was breaking his heart too.  But other than sending support to ministries on the ground, we didn’t really know what else to do.

Early in 2010 God stepped in again. 

As I was driving to work He spoke to my heart and told me that we should start the adoption process.  We’d always talked about adopting, but life and 5 children and new businesses always seemed to get in the way. 

Nervous, but obedient, we started the process of adopting a child from Uganda.  A slow, but amazing story filled with unexplainable delays and undeniable provision!

We continued to support work in Uganda and talked about it until most of our acquaintances heard more than they wanted to know about a small country on the other side of the planet. 

We waited for our adoption story to unfold--expecting that our first (but not last) trip to Uganda would be to meet our newest youngest child(ren). 

In February of 2012, we felt like God gave us the go ahead to travel sooner.  Mark and our son Harry began making plans to fly to Uganda. 

They were joined by our friend Elizabeth and they set out less than a month later. 

The plan… to see what God was doing in Uganda and where we could help. 

Really, that was the only plan!! 

And God showed them more than they could have hoped to plan on their own. 

Contacts and friendships were made. 

And plans were made to return later in the year. 

They loved Jinja Uganda.  It’s a lovely little town at the source of the Nile River.  WE decided that’s where we would spend our time while working in Uganda. 

And, God laughed….

In August of 2012, Mark led a team of 10 back to Uganda with the primary goal of helping Sonrise Baby Home (www.sonrisebabies.org) to finish a security wall around their new home. 

Three days before he left, after a wait of nearly 2 ½ years, we got a referral for our adoption. 

They would get to meet the newest member of the White family. 

(Remember how we were only going to work in Jinja…

Edrine lived in Kampala—the largest city in Uganda and its capital)

Mark, 3 of our kids and my parents got to meet Edrine.

It was a wonderful, but bittersweet, visit since it wasn’t time for our son to come home with us yet. 

After returning home, we continued to fall more and more in love with the children of Uganda

and had our hearts broken even further as we discovered the plight of the

10,000 children living on the streets in Kampala alone.

Sooner than expected, we were able to travel to Uganda to officially make Edrine a part of our family. 

(THAT is where our story becomes truly unbelievable… but that’s a story for another time.)

When I finally got to Uganda,

I looked at the faces all around me I realized I didn’t feel pity. 

I didn’t see faces that were poor

or black

or African

or diseased… 

I just saw children. 

They were like my own children. 

In fact, one, that would have otherwise blended in with the crowd, was soon to be my child. 

And I saw that they were children of the Most High King. 

And they became my friends. 

And THAT changes everything!!

We believe God has called us to make a difference. 

Out of our abundant blessings we can change their world. 

You see, it doesn’t take much to change a child’s entire future. 

But it does take doing something.

Our journey has taken unexpected twists and turns. 

We’ve added yet another amazing son to our family.

We’ve learned a lot and un-learned a lot as well. 

The story is still being written!!

Please consider joining us on this journey.

I’ll warn you, it’s hard at times and you will have your heart broken at times; but you will have more purpose than you may have ever had before. 

Please contact us for more information or ways to help!!

--Laura and Mark White

“I cannot change the world, but I can change the world for one person.”

--Mother Teresa