Author: Adventures

I am because He is

My favorite scene: I love walking to the care point in the morning. The sun is always shining and there are no clouds in the bright blue sky. After we dodge chickens, roosters, dogs, goats, and cows, we lock the gate of the homestead behind us. As we walk down the dusty and rocky road, we increasingly hear shouts of joy mixed with Siswati phrase. Looking up from the ground, I see 30 Swazi children running full force towards us-shining white smiles, bare feet, arms outstretched-as a dust cloud follows them. Our hearts overflow with joy as we run, tripping in our long skirts, to them. They...

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Truly in Love

This week can’t be described by any other word but… intense. I’m learning so much about the Swazi culture and let me tell you, thing here are so different. Although I haven’t experienced a huge culture shock here, I am just amazed at the simplicity of life on this side of the globe. One major difference is time. The concept of time here is basically non-existent. The rooster crow all stinkin’ day long and our bus driver showed up 2 hours late and thought nothing was wrong with that! But hey, this is Africa. So with all this free time I’ve had A LOT of...

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Read and be thankful ;)

Psalm 86. Besides posting the whole Bible this is what you need to read! The people here love scripture ANY scripture. It is truly amazing how encouraged and thankful they get when you read scripture to them. This week God is changing my heart more and more towards scripture and teaching me how to use it!! I will stop writing now and let God’s love letter speak for itself. Kisses from SWAZILAND!!Megan Kittilstad

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Home.

Being dropped off in the middle of no-where Africa makes you feel how very far away from home you actually are.  You can feel the distance.  You can feel the gap that is the Atlantic Ocean.  This land is barren, desolate, brown. It is not my home. How could it be? My home doesn’t involve taking bucket “showers.â€�  It doesn’t involve braving fierce winds just to use the bathroom.  My home doesn’t have the electricity shut off during the day or a broken glass pain in your room which makes the cold nights even colder.  It doesn’t offer the threat of...

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A simple smile

This week I had the opportunity to go to a hospital for the terminally ill, called The Hope House. I thought it would be something new and different from my everyday routine of helping at the care points. While in Swaziland, I’ve been asking God to challenge me, and I figured The Hope House would be perfect. For me, talking to children is easy, but talking to people on their death bed is a whole different story. Literally as son as I stepped onto the property, I could feel the peace that filled the air. From the beautiful gardens to the plaques on the walls about prayers, you could...

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Tipeala- The Boy Who Won My Heart

Yesterday at the care point I was talking to the GoGo’s (the grandmothers) cooking the kid’s against hunger meal for the children when a mother walked up with her baby girl and her son.  The boy was shy, his eye’s where yellow, his hair not combed and his clothes were torn.  He was about 4 years old.  I started to talk to him and play peek a boo.  My heart began to sink as he reach his two arms slowly towards me as he just wanted to be loved.  I picked him up and held him close. I began to sing over him and tell him I loved him.  I told him...

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