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They Call Me Teacha

July 7, 2014
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They call me teacha and I love them. Every day I spend five hours with nine five and six year olds who are now forever engrained in my heart and mind. They call me teacha. Never have I once considered teaching- God bless those with patience to teach. Seriously, thank you. Yet being “teacha” for just one month has blessed me beyond belief. Just to clarify- I am not the sole teacha. I work at a carepoint (preschool) under a phenomenal woman of God named Treasure- and honestly being in her presence is a treasure itself. Her kind heart, gentle spirit and wild humor inspire me every...

Giving With Nothing

July 3, 2014
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A couple of weeks ago, I along with five of my teammates were invited to the house of some of our friends that we have made in Swaziland. The oldest girl is 19 and lives with her 10 siblings; the youngest being about 4 or 5. A week before, we met them while we were walking to the general store and they were walking to the well to pump water for their family. (Side note: They carry heavy buckets full of water on their heads for long distances and it’s very impressive.) They invited us to come watch a movie at their house so we planned to go the next week. ...

Who is God to you?

During our testimony time, we can always count on someone asking, “Who is God to you?” I never really thought to heavily on it until I had to share my testimony recently. It really opened my eyes that we don’t serve a simple, finite god but a God that we can’t wrap our minds around. A God that we can call so many different names and they would all be appropriate. He is Abba Father, He is our Rock, He is our comfort, He is Alpha and Omega, He is our great Shepherd, He is Emmanuel, He is our Lord and Savior, He is our Creator, He is our shelter and strong...

Overwhelmed

As I sat with a lap full of children at Timbutini carepoint, I became o v e r w h e l m e d. I’m overwhelmed by how skinny the precious little boy nuzzling into my neck is. I’m overwhelmed how all the kids lick up every scrap of the “pap” they are fed at the carepoints. I’m overwhelmed when I realize that might be the only time they get food. I’m overwhelmed at how big their bellies are. I’m overwhelmed at how unlike today Anele normally doesn’t have anybody to pick her up and wipe away her tears when she falls on the playground....

What is Swaziland?

Swaziland is living in a three bedroom house with twenty three people.Swaziland is no indoor plumbing.Swaziland is goats bleating, cows mooing, and roosters crowing at 3am. Swaziland is navigating through the bus rink.Swaziland is cold bucket showers.Swaziland is giant spiders in our living room.Swaziland is the stench that is the squatty potty.Swaziland is never having clean feet ever.Swaziland is washing clothes and dishes by hand.Swaziland is learning to take nothing for granted. And I wouldn’t change a thing. Swaziland is singing ‘The Circle of Life’ at...

I’ve never really loved kids.

June 21, 2014
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I know, crazy, right? What missionary ever says they feel anything but adoration for children? But it’s true. I’ve never loved kids. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy them from time to time, but I’ve never had the passion for them that so many around me seem to feel. This all changed at Hope House, where a seven year old stole my heart. Siyabonga is a young man of very few words, but the love he shows towards all of us is phenomenal. His caregiver told me the other day that I was like his mother. Like. His. Mother. In what world am I qualified enough to be a stand in...

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