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Market Colors is an online store and nonprofit organization. Our team collaborates with craftsmen in Africa and India to create handmade products that will sell well throughout the world. We exist to equip African men and women with a sustainable income, generated through the sale of their products.


When Hope is Built On Something Less

Lizzie Randazzo

By: Lindsey Yaros

“And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.” Romans 5:5

This past week I had the opportunity to write about one of our newest craftsmen, Esther. Her story means a lot to me because I’ve been dealing with something the past couple of months that was also evident in Esther’s story.

Esther hasn’t had an easy life. When rebels invaded her home in Northern Uganda, they beat and robbed her. Somehow she was able to escape and hide in the bush until it was safe to leave. Esther then went to the town of Kampala where her husband had been working for the past year.

She and her husband decided to make a new life in Kampala. They built a house of their own, made from mud and sticks. The only problem with this was that every time a storm came, their home was washed away. They didn’t have money to buy a cement plot to build a sustainable home, and they continued to hope that the next time their house would withstand the storm. Eventually, Esther began bead-making and was able to afford to buy a cement plot and build a stable home.

The pattern I see in Esther’s story is one of continued hope. Hope that she would make it out alive, hope that her home would withstand the stormy weather, hope that she would one day be able to provide for her family. When we put our hope in things that are tangible, like people or homes or money, we often see a pattern of failure, mainly because we cannot find our hope in things that are of this world, but when we put our hope in our Heavenly Father, He will provide.

This has been a constant reminder for me lately. It didn’t really hit me until I read Esther’s story. While lying in bed the past few nights, I continued to think about Esther’s house washing away every time a storm hit. I was angry, frustrated and resentful. I kept thinking, why am I so angry about this? It wasn’t the house I was angry about. It was things in my life that kept falling apart, things I put hope in that were failing me. My story is a lot different than Esther’s, but we have the same belief, that in the end our God will come through and provide us with the hope we need to make it through.

I wake up every morning with the choice to get out of bed or continue lying there. I usually choose to get up because I’ve learned that’s the better option. But by the end of the day, I feel very defeated, hopeless and exhausted. It’s a pattern that’s been going on in my life for the past ten years, and I have to constantly ask myself every day, where is my hope? Is it in friends, doctors, medicine, or entertainment? If there is one thing I’ve learned, it’s that even in the darkest hours, when I am holding on for dear life, like Esther in her tiny mud hut, if I put a tiny ounce of hope in my God, I will stand for just a moment longer.

The Bible is filled with hope and promises that God will pull us from the depths of despair and save us, no matter the circumstances. Even though Esther and I have different stories, God saved us both and hearing her story reminds me to remain faithful to our Heavenly Father. 

“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:16-18