First off, I can't believe it's been almost a month since I've blogged. Sorry about that!! The past few weeks have been a bit interesting. The trip to Mozambique was awesome, except for the creeper that was staying in our house at the first place we stayed. All was well though. We were able to visit one of the Iris Ministries orphanages there in Maputo. I was absolutely amazed at how well laid out it was as well as how well organized. They house a ton of children on the compound and have a school that educates many more from the surrounding area. We ate lunch there with some of the kids, rice and beans. It was good eats!
Our next stop in Mozambique was in the Xai Xai area. Our home for that period of time was great. At least I thought so... It reminded me of some place my family would choose for a family reunion. Quiet, out of the way, close to water, plenty of room for the kids to run wild. We were on a lagoon of the Indian Ocean. One afternoon some of us took the opportunity to ride the boat over to the mouth of the lagoon to see the ocean beach. Wow, it was amazing. There were crabs everywhere! And the waves.... they were huge! After we all piled back into the boat for the return trip, the steering went out and we were a bit stranded. Thankfully, there were some kind strangers who happened to still be there who had tools on their boat. (For some reason, the guys from Laguna Camp had no tools.) They were able to get it so that we could limp our way back home. It took quite a while longer than anticipated and it was after dark before we got back, but the sunset we were able to watch was breath-taking.
On our way home from Mozambique, we stopped in White River, S. Africa. There we stayed at a nice hotel, the meals we were served there were top notch! Then, we got to go to a Game Reserve. We saw four of the Big Five! The only one we weren't able to find was the leopard. I think the most amazing part was when we had the face-off with the elephants in the road. They are quite protective of their babies.
The week after we got home, Dr. Rhonda Pruitt was here to help us debrief from our field assignments and the trip to Mozambique. She had us all do a Myers-Briggs personality test. I discovered that I am ESFP - Extroverted, Sensing, Feeling, & Perceiving. What does that mean? I'm really not all that sure... The paper says "outgoing, friendly, and accepting." Yeah, I reckon that describes me pretty well.
Then, we had David Arthur spend a few days with us telling us about his work with Wycliffe Bible Translators. He's in the media department and allowed us to do a dubbing on a clip of the Jesus film. It was quite interesting considering that all the characters were male and they have rather feminine voices. :)
This week, our final week in Africa (pause for a big sigh), we are blessed with Dr. Doug Beacham's presence. Up until the past couple of days, I haven't truly been able to say that I've been ready to go home. I could say that I was ready to see family and friends, but not really ready to go home. I suppose now that reality is beginning to sink in, I'm ready to go home. My mind has been filled with thoughts of the future. My prayers have been filled with seeking God's direction. One thing in my future that is certain, I'll be returning to Holmes in the fall to complete my senior year. I'm ready to be done!
Lord, you have examined me
and know all about me.
You know when I sit down and when I get up.
You know my thoughts before I think them.
You know where I go and where I lie down.
You know everything I do.
Lord, even before I say a word,
you already know it.
You are all around me—in front and in back—
and have put your hand on me.
Your knowledge is amazing to me;
it is more than I can understand.
Psalm 139:1-6 (NCV)
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Back to Africa
Well, I made it back home to Africa safe and sound. We will be leaving early in the morning for Mozambique. For the first three days we will be staying at the Swedish Centre for street children near Maputo. We will be doing some ministry with the children Thursday morning and possibly in the evening as well. Friday we will be visiting Zimpeto Orphanage, a part of Iris Ministries. We will be given a tour of the facility and then will be allowed to eat lunch with the children. Saturday we pack up and leave for Bilene, Mozambique. There we will be staying at Laguna Camp. We will be going to two churches in the area on Sunday and visiting a primary school on Monday. Tuesday, we begin the journey back to South Africa. We will be stopping in White River at the Karula Hotel. Early Wednesday morning we will get up and head to Kruger National Park where we will hopefully see lots of animals. Thursday, we head back home to Krugersdorp. I am sure I will have lots of stories to share with you when I return. Please keep us in your prayers as our days are filled with travel.
We need Your deep love to keep us strong
We need Your truth to show us right from wrong
We need Your sweet peace to keep us calm
We need Your comfort to show us we belong to You
Sometimes we're like a river
Always running from our Source
But when we wonder why we're almost runnin' dry
You restore us and return us to our course
Sometimes we get so desperate
Straying further from the fold
But when it seems that we're losing all our dreams
There's a Shepherd with a loving hand to hold
Forgive us Lord
For thinking we can make it without You in this world
We're so foolish
Sometimes we're like a fortress
With our walls built all around
But then Your love comes shining down from above
And we stand and watch our walls come tumbling down
Lyrics of "Deep Love" by Petra
We need Your deep love to keep us strong
We need Your truth to show us right from wrong
We need Your sweet peace to keep us calm
We need Your comfort to show us we belong to You
Sometimes we're like a river
Always running from our Source
But when we wonder why we're almost runnin' dry
You restore us and return us to our course
Sometimes we get so desperate
Straying further from the fold
But when it seems that we're losing all our dreams
There's a Shepherd with a loving hand to hold
Forgive us Lord
For thinking we can make it without You in this world
We're so foolish
Sometimes we're like a fortress
With our walls built all around
But then Your love comes shining down from above
And we stand and watch our walls come tumbling down
Lyrics of "Deep Love" by Petra
Sunday, March 21, 2010
This amazing town called London
It's so hard to believe that two weeks have already passed. I suppose it falls under the "time flies when you're having fun" category. The past two weeks have been absolutely amazing. Well, except for the first few days when I thought I was going to end up with bronchitis. That ended pretty amazing as well. I have no doubt that God touched my body to speed along my recovery.
Along with some sightseeing, we were given the opportunity to do Bible lessons for the kids of two different churches, both African though. Last Sunday, the 14th, I had the opportunity to teach the children about using God's Word as their sword, their weapon when the enemy begins to attack them. I had a first that afternoon. I felt a tremendous burden that something I was saying was very specific to someone. I was telling them that if someone tries to tell them that they are ugly and worthless they can combat that by reciting Psalm 139:14-16. I've not had many opportunities to preach (outside of class) so it was a pretty amazing feeling. Also that afternoon, though we were in the Kids church room, we could hear the worship of the adults. I could hear the songs they were singing and they reminded me of things we had sung in the African churches. Missing Africa hit me like a ton of bricks. I know that I will miss London as well.
Montana and I have had a conversation recently about how we've been blessed and our hearts touched more so by the place that we didn't choose for our field assignment. I chose Budapest, but have been blessed beyond measure here in London. Montana chose London, but she feels like Hungary is home. Does this mean that I will end up in London? Only God knows. I certainly wouldn't bat an eye though. =) Being in London has felt like a dream come true, but I can honestly say that I do feel completely at home here.
One of our first days here Montana and I went into the city and split up to do our own thing for a while. I had found a company London Walks to do a tour with. I chose to do the "Shakespeare's and Dickens' London - the Old City" walk. It was absolutely wonderful! It was so neat to be able to walk along places that these great men had walked and even see a few things that they saw. We walked along a few streets where Dickens has set his stories. Somehow, that morning I left the house without my camera. I realized this after we had gotten on the train headed into the city. Though there were things that I wish I could have taken pictures of, it allowed me to just absorb and enjoy. Not that I don't enjoy photography, don't be mistaken there, but it does use up quite a bit of my focus. In a way, I think that set the tone for my time here in London. I was pretty surprised yesterday when it dawned on me that I just haven't taken that many pictures here. Well, at least not many for me. I have come to the conclusion that I simply must return to London so that I can walk around for a few days with the sole objective of photography.
Oh, I can't believe I forgot one of the completely amazing things that we had the opportunity to do... We went to (Are you ready for this?) Hillsong London!! The picture here is what was showing on the screen when we walked in. I thought it was perfect.
God, your thoughts are precious to me.
They are so many!
If I could count them,
they would be more than all the grains of sand.
When I wake up,
I am still with you.
Psalm 139:17-18 (NCV)
Along with some sightseeing, we were given the opportunity to do Bible lessons for the kids of two different churches, both African though. Last Sunday, the 14th, I had the opportunity to teach the children about using God's Word as their sword, their weapon when the enemy begins to attack them. I had a first that afternoon. I felt a tremendous burden that something I was saying was very specific to someone. I was telling them that if someone tries to tell them that they are ugly and worthless they can combat that by reciting Psalm 139:14-16. I've not had many opportunities to preach (outside of class) so it was a pretty amazing feeling. Also that afternoon, though we were in the Kids church room, we could hear the worship of the adults. I could hear the songs they were singing and they reminded me of things we had sung in the African churches. Missing Africa hit me like a ton of bricks. I know that I will miss London as well.
Montana and I have had a conversation recently about how we've been blessed and our hearts touched more so by the place that we didn't choose for our field assignment. I chose Budapest, but have been blessed beyond measure here in London. Montana chose London, but she feels like Hungary is home. Does this mean that I will end up in London? Only God knows. I certainly wouldn't bat an eye though. =) Being in London has felt like a dream come true, but I can honestly say that I do feel completely at home here.
One of our first days here Montana and I went into the city and split up to do our own thing for a while. I had found a company London Walks to do a tour with. I chose to do the "Shakespeare's and Dickens' London - the Old City" walk. It was absolutely wonderful! It was so neat to be able to walk along places that these great men had walked and even see a few things that they saw. We walked along a few streets where Dickens has set his stories. Somehow, that morning I left the house without my camera. I realized this after we had gotten on the train headed into the city. Though there were things that I wish I could have taken pictures of, it allowed me to just absorb and enjoy. Not that I don't enjoy photography, don't be mistaken there, but it does use up quite a bit of my focus. In a way, I think that set the tone for my time here in London. I was pretty surprised yesterday when it dawned on me that I just haven't taken that many pictures here. Well, at least not many for me. I have come to the conclusion that I simply must return to London so that I can walk around for a few days with the sole objective of photography.
Oh, I can't believe I forgot one of the completely amazing things that we had the opportunity to do... We went to (Are you ready for this?) Hillsong London!! The picture here is what was showing on the screen when we walked in. I thought it was perfect.God, your thoughts are precious to me.
They are so many!
If I could count them,
they would be more than all the grains of sand.
When I wake up,
I am still with you.
Psalm 139:17-18 (NCV)
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Hungarian Rhapsody
So much has happened since the last blog. I keep telling myself that I need to update more often, but when I have time to sit down and write I end up finding other things to do. During our last week in Hungary, Montana and I went into Budapest one day on our own to go exploring. We had a great time walking around and looking like complete tourists! :) We only got fussed at by local authorities a few times... From wanting to take a picture of the US embassy to climbing up too far on a statue.
We also were able to spend a couple more mornings at the school next door. I truly believe that we might have helped to open some doors into that school so that further ministry can be worked. The students were great. I really wish we had been able to stay there a bit longer. The school was having a special week of seminars and activities that kept the students busy. I suppose that really worked out in our favor though. The classes were only 30 minutes long so we were given free reign to talk to them during class. We also had the opportunity to hear traditional Hungarian folk music as well as see folk dances. Finally, on Thursday and Friday we were able to invite the students over to the RDC coffee house after school. The few who came could possibly have brought more if we had been there longer, but maybe this will be an open door for the Fannins.
Oh yes, I promised to tell you of the costume party on Friday night. It was quite interesting.... I suppose if we had been able to speak the language it might have been a bit more fun. We stood over to the side and very few people even attempted to talk with us. I'm sure that I probably would have had more fun if I hadn't had a horrible sinus headache. I went upstairs early but from what I could hear they were still going strong after 1 am. I promised to post a picture, so here it is. I'm posing with Erik, one of our friends from the school. I was glad that I could create a costume of things that I already had with me.
Saturday we were able to go back into Budapest one last time. We went up to the Citadel and saw an amazing panoramic view of the city. I've got a few pictures of that as well. Afterwards, we took Krisztina out for lunch to thank her for putting up with us. Then when we got home we started the packing sequence once again. The joys of travel....
I think rather than making this a huge blog I'll end here and begin a new one with London.
We also were able to spend a couple more mornings at the school next door. I truly believe that we might have helped to open some doors into that school so that further ministry can be worked. The students were great. I really wish we had been able to stay there a bit longer. The school was having a special week of seminars and activities that kept the students busy. I suppose that really worked out in our favor though. The classes were only 30 minutes long so we were given free reign to talk to them during class. We also had the opportunity to hear traditional Hungarian folk music as well as see folk dances. Finally, on Thursday and Friday we were able to invite the students over to the RDC coffee house after school. The few who came could possibly have brought more if we had been there longer, but maybe this will be an open door for the Fannins.
Oh yes, I promised to tell you of the costume party on Friday night. It was quite interesting.... I suppose if we had been able to speak the language it might have been a bit more fun. We stood over to the side and very few people even attempted to talk with us. I'm sure that I probably would have had more fun if I hadn't had a horrible sinus headache. I went upstairs early but from what I could hear they were still going strong after 1 am. I promised to post a picture, so here it is. I'm posing with Erik, one of our friends from the school. I was glad that I could create a costume of things that I already had with me. Saturday we were able to go back into Budapest one last time. We went up to the Citadel and saw an amazing panoramic view of the city. I've got a few pictures of that as well. Afterwards, we took Krisztina out for lunch to thank her for putting up with us. Then when we got home we started the packing sequence once again. The joys of travel....
I think rather than making this a huge blog I'll end here and begin a new one with London.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Waltzing along the Blue Danube...
These crazy languages I'm being exposed to are killin me! I can't just log on to Google and do a quick search without making sure that it's in English. It's pretty cool though, really. I absolutely LOVE the architecture here in Hungary. I feel like I can't do it justice with my photography, but I sure want to try!
I still find myself wanting to pinch myself at times just to make sure this is all really real. I have just spent 6 weeks in South Africa and now I'm spending 4 in Europe and then going back to Africa! Never in a million years did I think this would become my life. God is so amazing. The stories I've heard over these past two months have done nothing but inspire me. I must be honest with you, I have been humbled by so many and blessed at the same time. I knew this would be a life-changing experience, but I had no idea what I would see, hear and who I would meet. Please, keep praying. I am having a wonderful time and know that God's hand is guiding every step.
Since arriving in Hungary, Montana and I have had the chance to do some sight-seeing. Today, we went to the school that is right across the street to talk to the students who are studying the English language. We had the opportunity to make some new friends and will enjoy cultivating those friendships this week. Tomorrow we are scheduled to go to a homeless shelter and minister. We will be going back to school on Wednesday and Thursday. Man, I can honestly say it was fun but I certainly don't want to go back to high school! Teenagers are teenagers no matter where you are. Even though, I am so glad we've got this opportunity. Friday night, we'll be going to a costume party. I'm kinda excited, I've come up with a pretty cool costume (with Montana & Krisztina's help) from things I already had. I'll be sure to post pictures.
So.... On Sunday the church here in Szigetszentmiklos had not only two American visitors, but a group of Gypsies were visiting. They did the worship and their pastor gave the message. The service was absolutely amazing. (Add one more culture to the list of those experienced on this trip!) After service, we ate lunch at the church. The Gypsies as well as me and Montana. I'm not sure if it was simply because we are "exotic" Americans or what, but we were a bit of a novelty, especially among a few of the guys. **Email me and I'll tell you more, it was quite an interesting meal!**
Love you all, I pray that God will continue to bless your lives!
I am sure of this, that He who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
Philippians 1:6 (HCSB)
I still find myself wanting to pinch myself at times just to make sure this is all really real. I have just spent 6 weeks in South Africa and now I'm spending 4 in Europe and then going back to Africa! Never in a million years did I think this would become my life. God is so amazing. The stories I've heard over these past two months have done nothing but inspire me. I must be honest with you, I have been humbled by so many and blessed at the same time. I knew this would be a life-changing experience, but I had no idea what I would see, hear and who I would meet. Please, keep praying. I am having a wonderful time and know that God's hand is guiding every step.
Since arriving in Hungary, Montana and I have had the chance to do some sight-seeing. Today, we went to the school that is right across the street to talk to the students who are studying the English language. We had the opportunity to make some new friends and will enjoy cultivating those friendships this week. Tomorrow we are scheduled to go to a homeless shelter and minister. We will be going back to school on Wednesday and Thursday. Man, I can honestly say it was fun but I certainly don't want to go back to high school! Teenagers are teenagers no matter where you are. Even though, I am so glad we've got this opportunity. Friday night, we'll be going to a costume party. I'm kinda excited, I've come up with a pretty cool costume (with Montana & Krisztina's help) from things I already had. I'll be sure to post pictures.
So.... On Sunday the church here in Szigetszentmiklos had not only two American visitors, but a group of Gypsies were visiting. They did the worship and their pastor gave the message. The service was absolutely amazing. (Add one more culture to the list of those experienced on this trip!) After service, we ate lunch at the church. The Gypsies as well as me and Montana. I'm not sure if it was simply because we are "exotic" Americans or what, but we were a bit of a novelty, especially among a few of the guys. **Email me and I'll tell you more, it was quite an interesting meal!**
Love you all, I pray that God will continue to bless your lives!
I am sure of this, that He who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
Philippians 1:6 (HCSB)
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Down by the Sea...
Wow, such an incredible week. We left Krugersdorp on the 13th for Durban. Durban, South Africa has the highest population of Indians outside of India. When we arrived, we were divided up into pairs and went to various homes of the church members. What an experience! I was a bit concerned about what I would eat since I cannot eat curry. On the way to the house, we (Denise and I) let our host know of my inability. Neera was wonderful about it though, she made sure that she had “English food” that I could eat. Of course, it seemed like every time we turned around she was trying to feed us something. Neither of us are big breakfast eaters, but it took a while to get Neera to understand that. I felt bad, but I just couldn’t force the food down my throat. I did learn that Butternut squash is pretty good though. (At least the way she prepared it.)
All in all, we had an incredibly busy week as well. Of the eight days, we were in ministry six. The second Saturday, we were a part of the Bible School’s morning session and traveled to Ulundi and had a service that night. The various services were incredible. We all had some part in at least one service. The worship we experienced in each church was very different, but they were all awesome. In the Indian church it was very modern and upbeat. In the Zulu churches, it was also fairly contemporary but we couldn’t understand a lot of it since they were singing in Zulu. The dancing though.... Oh, the dancing! It was absolutely incredible! Don't be surprised if I come home with a few new moves. (I promise not to kick my foot up over my head in church though. I just don't think I can go there.)
We did so many things while we were in Durban and Zululand. We did lots of ministry and had lots of fun too.
I could keep going, but I really need to get finished packing for Europe.
I love you all and I do miss you, even though I'm having the time of my life here.
"Do not those who plot evil go astray? But those who plan what is good find love and faithfulness."
Prov. 14:22
Friday, February 12, 2010
Special Prayer Request
This one will be short and sweet, I promise!
Shortly after the students began to arrive, a missionary family from Zambia came to stay in one of the apartments, the Becker family. Their purpose was to get their Land Rover repaired. Though the Becker's are independent missionaries, they have a good relationship with the PH missionaries here. (Quite the example of missionaries creating their own families away from home if you ask me.) While they were here, Beth wanted to see a doctor to have a lump she had found in her breast checked out. Unfortunately, the diagnosis was not good. She has breast cancer. Beth, Dave, and their youngest son, Scott began a tumultuous ride they didn't bargain for. Rather than my trying to get all the details straight, you can read Beth's story at her Caring Bridge site. We have all become quite fond of the Becker family and will certainly miss them when we return and they are not here.
Beth had her first round of chemo this past Wednesday and so far she is doing great! Please help us pray that this will be the trend for Beth. She's got a long road ahead of her, and we are praying that God will perform a miracle.
Shortly after the students began to arrive, a missionary family from Zambia came to stay in one of the apartments, the Becker family. Their purpose was to get their Land Rover repaired. Though the Becker's are independent missionaries, they have a good relationship with the PH missionaries here. (Quite the example of missionaries creating their own families away from home if you ask me.) While they were here, Beth wanted to see a doctor to have a lump she had found in her breast checked out. Unfortunately, the diagnosis was not good. She has breast cancer. Beth, Dave, and their youngest son, Scott began a tumultuous ride they didn't bargain for. Rather than my trying to get all the details straight, you can read Beth's story at her Caring Bridge site. We have all become quite fond of the Becker family and will certainly miss them when we return and they are not here.
Beth had her first round of chemo this past Wednesday and so far she is doing great! Please help us pray that this will be the trend for Beth. She's got a long road ahead of her, and we are praying that God will perform a miracle.
Thanks for your prayers!
Eeessshhh! I didn't realize it had been so long....
As much as I had hoped that time would not fly by, it has. The past two weeks have been wonderful. Week before last, we had the opportunity to hear from the OMC's from Asia and Europe/Middle East. The Board's (Asia) and the Cave's (Europe & Middle East) told of all the wonderful things that are happening in their regions, as well as the many needs. I can honestly say that my eyes were opened to the many needs in Europe. It can be hard to see Europe as a mission field rather than a vacation destination, but it is quickly becoming a very difficult mission field because of their Post-Christian mentality. (See Bob, I did learn something!)
We were truly blessed to hear of their many experiences. They were very honest with us and let us know very quickly that we should expect difficulties when we first go out into the field. Carol Cave told of their "initiation" into missions in Haiti many years ago. Sandra told us of when they first went to Japan with three daughters in tow. My admiration for these women went even higher after hearing the stories of the things they have endured for the Call.
Over the weekend, we went to MonteVillage, a shopping center that is designed to look like an old Italian Village. This also happened to be the venue for the South African Tennis tournament. After seeing a movie, Larissa, Montana, and I went looking for supper. We ate at The Gourmet Garage. Boy, were our taste buds serviced! The burgers were absolutely incredible. On Sunday, we went to the church in Eldorado Park. The pastor, Reggie Thomas, is one of the national leaders in this area. We have now been to a white church, black churches, and a colored church. No, that's not a derogatory term either. In South Africa, the coloreds are typically people of mixed race.
This past week, we have been to a cultural village, government hospital, and an orphanage. On Monday, we went to the Lesedi cultural experience. At Lesedi, we were able to "visit" five different villages of South Africa. We visited Zulu, Basotho, Xhosa, Pedi, and Nbedele villages. We had the opportunity to also view more tribal dances. I don't think I could ever tire of seeing them kick their feed up above their heads.
Our classes this week have centered around medical missions. Our teachers this week were Dr. Terrence and Martha Ann Carey. Dr. Carey currently has a practice in Tulsa, OK but will be joining the ranks of IPHC missionaries soon. We had classes on malaria, HIV/AIDS, parasites, as well as what is needed when considering a short-term medical mission trip. In conjunction with our classes, we had two field trips. Our first was on Wednesday, we went to the pediatric oncology unit of a local government hospital. That trip was both an incredible blessing as well as incredibly heart breaking.
Our group split into two groups when we got there, one going to the ward of children under the age of seven and the other to the ward for older children. I, of course, went to the younger group. It seemed like every time my heart broke, there was something else that warmed it. Part of me doesn't want to tell too many of my stories because I know I'll be sharing some of these when I come home. I'll choose two, one heart breaking and one heart warming.
First, the heart breaking story. One of the little girls, Agnes, wasn't too sure what to think of us white folk walking in. I soon found out that she was only 16 months old, the same as my niece Ruthanne. That alone broke my heart. At first it seemed that she was merely unsure of us, but the longer we stuck around we soon found out that she was terrified of us. At the mission where she had been before coming to the hospital, the only white people she saw were those who were coming to bring treatment - in her mind, they were bringing pain. I ached to pick her up and love on her just as I would Ruthanne, but she wouldn't let me get close enough to touch her.
Now, for a heart warming story. Lizzie, who was around two years old, stayed in her crib the entire time we were there. She was hooked up to three IVs, one of which was an infusion of blood. Initially, she didn't respond much. She began to come around when Donald, the Do-Do came to visit though. (For those who don't know, Donald is one of my newer puppets. He's a bit of an odd bird.) Lizzie became quite animated with Donald. It was wonderful to see her smile and hear her laughter.
On Thursday, we had our other field trip. This time we went to an orphanage in Pretoria. This orphanage is run by the Sisters of Charity, a part of the Catholic order that Mother Teresa was a part of. This orphanage is home to 68-69 children/young adults. They have some who are severely mentally retarded; some of these have been there as long as this orphanage has been open, 21 years. 18 of the children there have AIDS. Some of the children are there simply as a product of parents who have died of AIDS. The children range from 2 week old twins to a few who are in their early twenties. I've been asked if I was afraid to touch or pick up the children. Not in the least, you simply need to be informed and cautious. I was more than happy to hold babies the whole time we were there. Dr. Carey picked up Ronnie, a 4 year old boy who has hydrocephalus. Again, we were tremendously blessed by our time with those children. We were able to shower love upon them.
So, that brings me up to date. We will be leaving in the morning for Durban, SA. We will spend a few days down there and then go on to Kwa-Zulu Natal. We will be staying with various families who are members of our churches in the area. Please pray that we will be a blessing rather than a burden to our hosts. Also, please pray that my host will be understanding when I tell them I cannot eat curry. Apparently, there is something in curry that I am either extremely sensitive to or allergic to.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13:6-7
We were truly blessed to hear of their many experiences. They were very honest with us and let us know very quickly that we should expect difficulties when we first go out into the field. Carol Cave told of their "initiation" into missions in Haiti many years ago. Sandra told us of when they first went to Japan with three daughters in tow. My admiration for these women went even higher after hearing the stories of the things they have endured for the Call.
Over the weekend, we went to MonteVillage, a shopping center that is designed to look like an old Italian Village. This also happened to be the venue for the South African Tennis tournament. After seeing a movie, Larissa, Montana, and I went looking for supper. We ate at The Gourmet Garage. Boy, were our taste buds serviced! The burgers were absolutely incredible. On Sunday, we went to the church in Eldorado Park. The pastor, Reggie Thomas, is one of the national leaders in this area. We have now been to a white church, black churches, and a colored church. No, that's not a derogatory term either. In South Africa, the coloreds are typically people of mixed race.
This past week, we have been to a cultural village, government hospital, and an orphanage. On Monday, we went to the Lesedi cultural experience. At Lesedi, we were able to "visit" five different villages of South Africa. We visited Zulu, Basotho, Xhosa, Pedi, and Nbedele villages. We had the opportunity to also view more tribal dances. I don't think I could ever tire of seeing them kick their feed up above their heads.
Our classes this week have centered around medical missions. Our teachers this week were Dr. Terrence and Martha Ann Carey. Dr. Carey currently has a practice in Tulsa, OK but will be joining the ranks of IPHC missionaries soon. We had classes on malaria, HIV/AIDS, parasites, as well as what is needed when considering a short-term medical mission trip. In conjunction with our classes, we had two field trips. Our first was on Wednesday, we went to the pediatric oncology unit of a local government hospital. That trip was both an incredible blessing as well as incredibly heart breaking.
Our group split into two groups when we got there, one going to the ward of children under the age of seven and the other to the ward for older children. I, of course, went to the younger group. It seemed like every time my heart broke, there was something else that warmed it. Part of me doesn't want to tell too many of my stories because I know I'll be sharing some of these when I come home. I'll choose two, one heart breaking and one heart warming.
First, the heart breaking story. One of the little girls, Agnes, wasn't too sure what to think of us white folk walking in. I soon found out that she was only 16 months old, the same as my niece Ruthanne. That alone broke my heart. At first it seemed that she was merely unsure of us, but the longer we stuck around we soon found out that she was terrified of us. At the mission where she had been before coming to the hospital, the only white people she saw were those who were coming to bring treatment - in her mind, they were bringing pain. I ached to pick her up and love on her just as I would Ruthanne, but she wouldn't let me get close enough to touch her.
Now, for a heart warming story. Lizzie, who was around two years old, stayed in her crib the entire time we were there. She was hooked up to three IVs, one of which was an infusion of blood. Initially, she didn't respond much. She began to come around when Donald, the Do-Do came to visit though. (For those who don't know, Donald is one of my newer puppets. He's a bit of an odd bird.) Lizzie became quite animated with Donald. It was wonderful to see her smile and hear her laughter.
On Thursday, we had our other field trip. This time we went to an orphanage in Pretoria. This orphanage is run by the Sisters of Charity, a part of the Catholic order that Mother Teresa was a part of. This orphanage is home to 68-69 children/young adults. They have some who are severely mentally retarded; some of these have been there as long as this orphanage has been open, 21 years. 18 of the children there have AIDS. Some of the children are there simply as a product of parents who have died of AIDS. The children range from 2 week old twins to a few who are in their early twenties. I've been asked if I was afraid to touch or pick up the children. Not in the least, you simply need to be informed and cautious. I was more than happy to hold babies the whole time we were there. Dr. Carey picked up Ronnie, a 4 year old boy who has hydrocephalus. Again, we were tremendously blessed by our time with those children. We were able to shower love upon them.
So, that brings me up to date. We will be leaving in the morning for Durban, SA. We will spend a few days down there and then go on to Kwa-Zulu Natal. We will be staying with various families who are members of our churches in the area. Please pray that we will be a blessing rather than a burden to our hosts. Also, please pray that my host will be understanding when I tell them I cannot eat curry. Apparently, there is something in curry that I am either extremely sensitive to or allergic to.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13:6-7
Saturday, January 30, 2010
What a weekend... (and more)
This past weekend we left Krugersdorp for Kuruman. It was quite the drive with roads marred by potholes and crazy drivers. We left Saturday morning around 8 and arrived in Kuruman around 2ish. Our first stop was the Robert Moffatt Mission. Moffatt was the first missionary to come to Africa. It was pretty amazing to walk down the "Missionary Road" a bit. To know that I was on a road that had been walked by so many who have gone before was so amazing. The church he built is not only still standing, but is still used for worship services.
After leaving the mission, we went to a church to have supper. We were served chicken, grilled lamb chops (that were absolutely amazing!), mashed potatoes & green beans (together), rice with tomato gravy and a salad. After supper, they took us to our "home" for the night. We stayed at Red Sands Country Lodge.
Our group was divided into five smaller groups. Each group went to a different church Sunday morning. The church my group went to was Batlharis Monitsarara PHC. The worship was wonderful. We were also able to enjoy all three of their choirs, the children, youth, and "elderlies".
After the sermon, we witnessed the expulsion of a demon. There was a lady who had apparently gone to the doctor and when she wasn't healed, she went to see the witch doctor. She was given some sort of "medicine" and she vomited it up. (This happened after Joe Arthur, the director of SAFARI, prayed in the name of Jesus.) It was a definite example of the power of the name of Jesus. It was pretty intense!
This week has gone by pretty quickly. Our classes this week were taught by Dan & Brenda Clowers, Dan is the OMC for LAMCAR (Latin America & Caribbean), and Ernest Turner, the OMC for Africa. We had our own braai Friday night. Denise, our cook, and Greg, one of the students, are both from TN and together they fixed us some TN-style pork bar-b-q. It was absolutely amazing!
Today, Saturday, we went to Gold Reef City, an amusement park. Below the park is a gold mine that is no longer in use. However, they do tours. We went on the tour this morning and then had time to have fun in the amusement park. We also went over to the Apartheid Museum this afternoon. Unfortunately, I didn't enjoy the Museum quite as much as I would have liked. My ankle decided it had had enough walking for the day and wanted me to sit down. It's such a pain getting older....
“Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.”
Ephesians 4:2
After leaving the mission, we went to a church to have supper. We were served chicken, grilled lamb chops (that were absolutely amazing!), mashed potatoes & green beans (together), rice with tomato gravy and a salad. After supper, they took us to our "home" for the night. We stayed at Red Sands Country Lodge.
Our group was divided into five smaller groups. Each group went to a different church Sunday morning. The church my group went to was Batlharis Monitsarara PHC. The worship was wonderful. We were also able to enjoy all three of their choirs, the children, youth, and "elderlies".
After the sermon, we witnessed the expulsion of a demon. There was a lady who had apparently gone to the doctor and when she wasn't healed, she went to see the witch doctor. She was given some sort of "medicine" and she vomited it up. (This happened after Joe Arthur, the director of SAFARI, prayed in the name of Jesus.) It was a definite example of the power of the name of Jesus. It was pretty intense!
This week has gone by pretty quickly. Our classes this week were taught by Dan & Brenda Clowers, Dan is the OMC for LAMCAR (Latin America & Caribbean), and Ernest Turner, the OMC for Africa. We had our own braai Friday night. Denise, our cook, and Greg, one of the students, are both from TN and together they fixed us some TN-style pork bar-b-q. It was absolutely amazing!
Today, Saturday, we went to Gold Reef City, an amusement park. Below the park is a gold mine that is no longer in use. However, they do tours. We went on the tour this morning and then had time to have fun in the amusement park. We also went over to the Apartheid Museum this afternoon. Unfortunately, I didn't enjoy the Museum quite as much as I would have liked. My ankle decided it had had enough walking for the day and wanted me to sit down. It's such a pain getting older....
“Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love.”
Ephesians 4:2
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
1 full week down... 14 more to go
This has been a week of adventure. I have now been to a South African church, eaten two African meals, explored downtown Krugersdorp, experienced two different malls, lived with a 17 yr old (=P), went to a braai (S. African cook-out), and lots more.
Church on Sunday was great. I'm sure that the experience was a bit different for me than the other students. For me, it was sentimental as well. Just knowing that I was in a church that held Dr. Jimmy's heart for so long made it all that much more special for me. I was able to find a few of the people who are still there that knew him.
This week began the classes. We are learning to be culturally relevant rather than ethnocentric. While some of the information may seem like common sense at first, when we dig a little deeper we are able to see things a bit differently. If you ask me, this is a wonderful way to help people understand what life can be like. We are hearing from people who have been out in the field for many years. Their experiences may all be different, but they have a common thread. It's not easy!
We went out for ice cream last night after supper. We piled 8 adults into a lil pick-up. It's totally legal for people to ride in the back here. Of course, it does have a nice camper-type shell on it. The ice cream here is really good. Most of us got the soft-serve vanilla cones, some plain, some chocolate dipped, and one caramel dipped. The ice cream has a slightly different flavor, it is a bit richer and creamier here. It's almost like you can taste a bit of butter in it.
Our African meal today was Chicken Curry with Pap (pronounced "pop") and Rape (greens). The picture here shows the way a native South African fixes this plate of food. Pap is similar to grits, except it's a bit more coarse and they don't put as much water in it so it's more solid. They put bananas on top so that the sweet will help cut a bit of the heat. I wish I had known that and tried it myself. Another note, when cooking chicken they don't de-bone it. They leave the bones in because it adds more nutritional value.
To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under the law (though I myself am not under the law), so as to win those under the law. To those not having the law I became like one not having the law (though I am not free from God's law but am under Christ's law), so as to win those not having the law. To the weak I became weak, to win the weak. I have become all things to all men so that by all possible means I might save some.
1 Corinthians 9:20-22
This week began the classes. We are learning to be culturally relevant rather than ethnocentric. While some of the information may seem like common sense at first, when we dig a little deeper we are able to see things a bit differently. If you ask me, this is a wonderful way to help people understand what life can be like. We are hearing from people who have been out in the field for many years. Their experiences may all be different, but they have a common thread. It's not easy!
To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under the law (though I myself am not under the law), so as to win those under the law. To those not having the law I became like one not having the law (though I am not free from God's law but am under Christ's law), so as to win those not having the law. To the weak I became weak, to win the weak. I have become all things to all men so that by all possible means I might save some.
1 Corinthians 9:20-22
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Gettin into the groove...
Most of a week has past and I'm gettin into the routine of life here. This has certainly been a week of ups and downs as well as one full of new experiences. I have grieved the loss of a much-loved uncle, traveled half-way across the world (at least it seems that way), and come to a place where nearly everything is unfamiliar.
On Wednesday, I had the opportunity to eat an African meal prepared by our cook's assistant, Prisila, called Samp & Boerewers. It was really good, probably not something I'm going to seek out to eat every meal, but it was really good. :)
Friday morning, we were dropped off in downtown Krugersdorp in pairs. Our assignment was to take 15 pictures, without looking through the viewfinder, or at the LCD. At first I thought it would be a difficult assignment for me. I typically like to look at the composition of the shot and ponder it before I take it. I think this assignment actually ended up being a great exercise for me as a photographer as well. I looked at everything through the viewfinder in my mind. I must confess, however, there were a couple that I glanced at after taking them and deleted them so that I could re-take it. One of my favorites, was this one. I'm not sure if this guy realized I was taking his picture. I'm not sure if you can read it, but at the top of his windshield he named his truck, "The White Thunder." He had put a pretty impressive sound system in that little truck. He had his music up pretty loud. I loved how he was just chillin out, leanin up against his truck. The purpose of our assignment was for us to see the cultural differences that we may otherwise miss.
On Friday afternoon, we went into town to watch Invictus, a movie about Nelson Mandella and how he was able to effectively begin the dismantling of apartheid using rugby. It was a wonderful movie. I would certainly recommend it. We spent part of our evening at the mall, giving us the chance to explore more of South African culture.
Today, Saturday, has been a pretty low-key day for us. We will be going to the Krugersdorp church tomorrow morning. I am truly looking forward to visiting this church that Dr. Jimmy began. I will be sure to take lots of pictures tomorrow. I am so excited to be where I am. Not only am I following the path God has set before me, I am getting to experience so many new things. I have the opportunity to see things that such dear friends, the Gardners, had such a part in beginning.
(I am posting many of my pictures on facebook.) I have gotten into the habit of posting Scriptures that relate to how I'm feeling, but this time I'm putting the chorus of a song at the end. Not only am I following my dream, but I am getting to see the fruit of a dream as well.
Dream on
When the world just doesn't believe
God has promised
Never to leave you alone
Dream on
Follow hope wherever it leads
In the seed of dreams
There's promise of the dawn
Dare to listen for the music
Keep on following the star
Morning can't be far
Dream on
"Dream On" by Ernie Haase & Signature Sound
On Wednesday, I had the opportunity to eat an African meal prepared by our cook's assistant, Prisila, called Samp & Boerewers. It was really good, probably not something I'm going to seek out to eat every meal, but it was really good. :) 
Friday morning, we were dropped off in downtown Krugersdorp in pairs. Our assignment was to take 15 pictures, without looking through the viewfinder, or at the LCD. At first I thought it would be a difficult assignment for me. I typically like to look at the composition of the shot and ponder it before I take it. I think this assignment actually ended up being a great exercise for me as a photographer as well. I looked at everything through the viewfinder in my mind. I must confess, however, there were a couple that I glanced at after taking them and deleted them so that I could re-take it. One of my favorites, was this one. I'm not sure if this guy realized I was taking his picture. I'm not sure if you can read it, but at the top of his windshield he named his truck, "The White Thunder." He had put a pretty impressive sound system in that little truck. He had his music up pretty loud. I loved how he was just chillin out, leanin up against his truck. The purpose of our assignment was for us to see the cultural differences that we may otherwise miss.
On Friday afternoon, we went into town to watch Invictus, a movie about Nelson Mandella and how he was able to effectively begin the dismantling of apartheid using rugby. It was a wonderful movie. I would certainly recommend it. We spent part of our evening at the mall, giving us the chance to explore more of South African culture.
Today, Saturday, has been a pretty low-key day for us. We will be going to the Krugersdorp church tomorrow morning. I am truly looking forward to visiting this church that Dr. Jimmy began. I will be sure to take lots of pictures tomorrow. I am so excited to be where I am. Not only am I following the path God has set before me, I am getting to experience so many new things. I have the opportunity to see things that such dear friends, the Gardners, had such a part in beginning.
(I am posting many of my pictures on facebook.) I have gotten into the habit of posting Scriptures that relate to how I'm feeling, but this time I'm putting the chorus of a song at the end. Not only am I following my dream, but I am getting to see the fruit of a dream as well.
Dream on
When the world just doesn't believe
God has promised
Never to leave you alone
Dream on
Follow hope wherever it leads
In the seed of dreams
There's promise of the dawn
Dare to listen for the music
Keep on following the star
Morning can't be far
Dream on
"Dream On" by Ernie Haase & Signature Sound
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
The Long and Short of It
Wow, in EST it has been 32 1/2 hours since I left the house for the airport. At nearly 11 am EST, it is nearly 6 pm in South Africa. Both my flights were smooth and uneventful, unless you count the screaming babies. :)
On my first flight, I was reminded of God's creativity. When we took off, the skies were all a deep blue with stars all around. Within the little more than hour long flight, I was able to watch the sun rise. It began with a slight tinge of dark orange along the horizon to the east, gradually becoming brighter and larger. It never ceases to amaze me how God blends those contrasting colors. They faded from one to the other so perfectly.
My second flight, was oh so long. I had hoped to catch some semi-decent sleep on that 15 hour flight. I dozed off and on... If that seat had been just 3 inches wider, it would have been so much more comfortable. I watched a few movies, some episodes of House and Knight Rider, played a few games, and ate some pretty good food too. I was surprised at how good the food was.
I was fortunate enough to have a familiar face waiting on me at the airport. It made the entire trip less stressful just knowing that in the end, I would see a friend. The drive from the airport to the campus was also relatively uneventful. It's kinda weird being on the "wrong" side of the road though.
I had no idea that when I logged onto facebook that I would find out that one of my uncles had passed away while I was in the air. Uncle Monroe had fibrosis of the lungs. We knew it had gotten bad, but did not expect him to leave us so soon. I am so glad that I was able to see him at Christmas. Though my heart breaks for my family, I know that he is no longer in pain. He had a glorious reunion with the One who had created him. Please pray for my family as we are grieving this loss.
"I tell you the truth, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.
"Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them."
Matthew 18:18-20
On my first flight, I was reminded of God's creativity. When we took off, the skies were all a deep blue with stars all around. Within the little more than hour long flight, I was able to watch the sun rise. It began with a slight tinge of dark orange along the horizon to the east, gradually becoming brighter and larger. It never ceases to amaze me how God blends those contrasting colors. They faded from one to the other so perfectly.
My second flight, was oh so long. I had hoped to catch some semi-decent sleep on that 15 hour flight. I dozed off and on... If that seat had been just 3 inches wider, it would have been so much more comfortable. I watched a few movies, some episodes of House and Knight Rider, played a few games, and ate some pretty good food too. I was surprised at how good the food was.
I was fortunate enough to have a familiar face waiting on me at the airport. It made the entire trip less stressful just knowing that in the end, I would see a friend. The drive from the airport to the campus was also relatively uneventful. It's kinda weird being on the "wrong" side of the road though.
I had no idea that when I logged onto facebook that I would find out that one of my uncles had passed away while I was in the air. Uncle Monroe had fibrosis of the lungs. We knew it had gotten bad, but did not expect him to leave us so soon. I am so glad that I was able to see him at Christmas. Though my heart breaks for my family, I know that he is no longer in pain. He had a glorious reunion with the One who had created him. Please pray for my family as we are grieving this loss.
"I tell you the truth, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.
"Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven. For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them."
Matthew 18:18-20
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Travels
Now both suitcases are packed as well as the carry-ons. I'm now trying to decide if it's worth it to try and go to sleep. My first flight is scheduled to leave at 6 am. The ticketing counters open at 4:30, so that's when I'll get there. Of course to get to the airport around 4:30 means we have to leave at 3:30. *sigh*
•Depart RDU Jan 11, Arrive JNB Jan 12
•Drive to Durban Feb 13
•Drive to Zululand Feb 18
•Return to Krugersdorp Feb 22
•Depart JNB Feb 24, Arrive BUD Feb 25
•Travel from BUD to LON March 8
•Depart LON March 22, Arrive JNB March 23
•Travel to Mozambique March 25
•Travel to Game Park March 31
•Return to Krugersdorp April 2
•Depart JNB April 24, Arrive RDU April 25
Though I desire your prayers throughout my trip, I especially need them on the days I'll be traveling. Below I've listed those days. If you'd like a more detailed calendar of what I'll be doing when and where, you can contact my mom.
The next time I write, I'll be on another continent! I'll let you know how the flight was. :)
The next time I write, I'll be on another continent! I'll let you know how the flight was. :)
•Depart RDU Jan 11, Arrive JNB Jan 12
•Drive to Durban Feb 13
•Drive to Zululand Feb 18
•Return to Krugersdorp Feb 22
•Depart JNB Feb 24, Arrive BUD Feb 25
•Travel from BUD to LON March 8
•Depart LON March 22, Arrive JNB March 23
•Travel to Mozambique March 25
•Travel to Game Park March 31
•Return to Krugersdorp April 2
•Depart JNB April 24, Arrive RDU April 25
6 I call on you, O God, for you will
answer me; give ear to me and
hear my prayer.
7 Show the wonder of your great love,
you who save by your right hand
those who take refuge in you from
their foes.
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your
wings
Psalm 17:6-8
answer me; give ear to me and
hear my prayer.
7 Show the wonder of your great love,
you who save by your right hand
those who take refuge in you from
their foes.
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your
wings
Psalm 17:6-8
Saturday, January 9, 2010
The Adventure Begins...
I have two (mostly packed) suitcases, a backpack and carry-on that still have yet to be packed. Today, we had a going away party at the church. Thanks everyone who came out. Tomorrow will be my last Sunday at TWC for nearly four months. I'm looking forward to all the new experiences coming my way. I also look forward to getting to share them with you.
Tonight, by singular demand, is Mama's night. :) I can't express how lucky I am to have the parents I have. Ya know, lucky isn't the word, I am blessed. God gave me the perfect parents. He's just good like that!
One thing I ask of the LORD,
this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
and to seek him in his temple.
Psalm 27:4
Tonight, by singular demand, is Mama's night. :) I can't express how lucky I am to have the parents I have. Ya know, lucky isn't the word, I am blessed. God gave me the perfect parents. He's just good like that!
One thing I ask of the LORD,
this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
and to seek him in his temple.
Psalm 27:4
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