Today represented a day in their shoes.  I went to do construction and we were done by 10 am then I was able to create ministry.  A lady name Sinphiwe came to fetch water with her 9 month old baby named Phimelele.  I saw her pushing a wheelbarrow down the rocky dirt road with two five gallon containers for water with her baby in the wheelbarrow naked.  I began talking to Sinphiwe about life, how often she had to fletch water, about her son and her homestead.  I found out that she was a single mother and she is 21 years old.  I could not beleive the process that...

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...

Being back in Swaziland is hard in some ways and easier in other ways. It is hard to be back in Swaziland away from my family, especially when my Uncle Ed just passed away. It is hard to be back in Swaziland and not be in Bulembu, with Auntie Xolile and the precious children of house number ten. It is hard to spend my summer in a familiar yet unfamiliar land where going into town can be extremely stressful for fear of having your things stolen from your person. But it is also easy. It is easy to find things to thank God for when you are so far away from American consumerism. It is easy to...

Yesturday I was reminded of a childhood memory from when I was younger.  There was an older women named Martha Barto.  She was a women of God and she had a passion for the children of our Church (Southbrook Christian Church).  She was also known as the gum lady.  I would go up to her and kiss her cheek and she stated “I love you and Jesus loves you”.  At the time I was focused on the piece of gum I received but thinking back I was always reminded of the love Jesus has for me.  Then yesturday I was holding a little girl, my heart broke for her. ...

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

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...