Author: Adventures

Calling All Men

My heart is with the young boys of Swaziland. Don’t get me wrong, I love holding me a baby But my heart is absolutely destroyed for these boys. They make actions of rebellion They are quiet They want to be mysterious. They have walls built all around their hearts. They are desperate They are fatherless…as is pretty much every child in Swazi. They are hurting They are the future of this country I know and believe that Swaziland WILL NOT be gone by 2050. These people will beat HIV/AIDS.These people will rise above their current sexual saturated culture.Husbands will not dare touch their wives...

Continue reading

The day I met “007”

Once upon a time there was a girl that the Lord gave a passion for the special needs of this world. As a 17 year old girl, the Lord literally made me fall into the gift that he unknowingly had placed upon my life. Ever since, he has given me a “TINY” passion for the children and adults of this world that he LOVES so desperately. For those of you that do not know me, I feel this is important for you to understand my heart in the next portion of this post. For those of you that do know me, this is nothing new! I was having one of those days where I was missing home extremely, and the...

Continue reading

The Intruders.

Last night I was awoken by footsteps outside our hut. Typically i’d just roll over and assume it was just the cute little grandma that lives just feet away, but when I checked the time I realized it was just 1:30am and there was no way she was up. I laid there… eyes darting back and forth… wondering what the heck was going on. Being the team leader to an all girls team I am ultra aware of our surroundings. I cannot tell you the number of men I have mean mugged when they even think about looking in our direction. Mama hen, if you will. But, these footsteps weren’t...

Continue reading

Dancing With Jesus

The first month of this journey has been a whirlwind of emotions. I have been joyful, miserable, excited, lonely, and filled with wonder. The Lord is very present here, and he is using this journey to change my heart is so many beautiful ways. My negative emotions, which stem most often from the desires of my flesh, are teaching me more about the selfishness that is hiding within me. I am selfish with my time, my energy, and my resources. The Lord is changing my heart not only for this country, but for the beautiful people I love at home. I am learning to tame my tongue, pray more than I...

Continue reading

A Not So Happy Father’s Day

As I walk down the streets of Swaziland, there is an obvious absence of fathers. There are babies everywhere I look. Infants are being taken care of by three year olds. Teenage boys living on the street, with no father figure. Twelve year old girls pregnant… abandoned. There is an oppression that I can hardly put into words. Grandmas take in children off the streets. Mothers taking care of dozens of children. This country is in survival mode. Men are manly enough to make babies… but not manly enough to stick around. I often ask the children who they live with… trying to...

Continue reading

A Not So Happy Father’s Day

As I walk down the streets of Swaziland, there is an obvious absence of fathers. There are babies everywhere I look. Infants are being taken care of by three year olds. Teenage boys living on the street, with no father figure. Twelve year old girls pregnant… abandoned. There is an oppression that I can hardly put into words. Grandmas take in children off the streets. Mothers taking care of dozens of children. This country is in survival mode. Men are manly enough to make babies… but not manly enough to stick around. I often ask the children who they live with… trying to...

Continue reading