Author: Adventures

Dear Swazi Child

Dear Swazi Child-   I sat with you in my arms today at the carepoint. You slept, you cried, you looked into my eyes with bewilderment. You probably have no idea where I am from and honestly I only have a glimpse of your life. You have no idea that my refrigerator is full at home and I still say there is nothing to eat; yet you never know when or how much you will get to eat. You have no idea that I have running water at home and sometimes I let the water run too long and that overuse could be enough to satisfy your thirsty for days. You have no idea that I have never felt true hunger...

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New True Beauty

              I’ve really been growing and meditating on the word BEAUTY. As  I was reading my book Captivating, I came across this: “Think about what it is like to be caught in traffic for more then an hour. Horns blaring, people screaming obsecenities. Exhaust pouring through your window, sufficating you. Then remember what it is like to come into a beautiful place, a garden or a meadow or a quiet beach. There is room for your soul. It expands. You can breathe again. You can rest. It is good.”Beauty...

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Smiles

      I want to tell you a little about the children of Swaziland that we have met!  There is so much joy in these children’s smiles and laughter.  One little boy I met found a toothbrush outside and began brushing my hair with it, singing to me while he brushed.  ((I hope it was sanitary 🙂 ))  When we play Frisbee, or blow bubbles, or just hold the children they light up with laughter and excitement, and love when you compliment their English, or their voices.  They loved when I took their picture, or let the girls play with my...

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You’re Home

We went to our first care point this past week, which has flown bye so fast, and as we came up to the building there was this man with a huge smile. He seemed at first overwhelmed by all of the white people, but soon came to realize that we were just there to build a relationship with him. After about 15 minutes of being there, the man had shown us more Michael Jackson dances and songs than I have seen on TV. When he was done showing us, I went up to him to compliment how well he spoke English and he just stared at me for about 30 seconds without saying anything. Eventually he spoke,...

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The Heart of Our Father

I saw God’s heart yesterday through the girls washing the children’s feet. There were easily 50 children from the age of 1 to 16 who lined up in anticipation to have their feet washed by one of the girls. Some laughed and looked on unsure what to think about the Americans washing their feet. This was our third and last day at this particular care point. The children seemed so different now then our first day when they had just stared up at us with their big brown eye that looked full of pain and sadness, not sure what to think of us. We had been told that since this care point was...

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