The Beginning of the End
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This past week I have made some of the best memories that I have made all year long. It has been incredibly busy but I have enjoyed each and every moment of it. It will be hard to keep this post short as so much has happened!
Some of the highlights:
Last Saturday we were asked to plan an event for 160 kids from ages 2-13 from 9:00am until 2:00pm. Naturally, we were overwhelmed and didn’t know what to do with 160 who didn’t even speak our language! It turned out to be great though. We split into 10 different groups and ran 10 stations and had some of the older kids on the farm and some TCMI students help us out with our groups and translating. They all did a fantastic job!
This past Monday was really special. I was given a generous amount of money from close family friends of mine and was told to do what I wanted with it with the people on the farm. I had a lot of time to think about it. I started thinking about planning another talent show and have a BBQ with them, or to throw a youth party, we were also about to use the money to take the youth out to a Swaziland national soccer game but the plan fell through. We didn’t end up using the money on the kids but on the house parents. These house parents are incredible. They have sacrificed their time, money, and their lives to look after orphan kids in their country. They work so hard and never complain. And every team that comes in puts events on for the kids.. so we decided, it was time to bless the house parents who go highly unnoticed. We took them out to a nice restaurant for lunch and dessert and they LOVED it! Most of the house parents had never even been to a sit-down restaurant before and didn’t know how to order off a menu. They were all so incredibly grateful for the outing and have been talking about how wonderful it was all week. It is such a God thing that those other plans fell through.. I think the Lord wanted the house parents to be treated, to get off the farm and have a break from all of their hard work. Thank you so much to my friends who provided the finances for this event, it is SO much appreciated!!
Tuesday and Wednesday morning we had what we called a “Soaking Service” at my church at Potter’s Wheel. Basically a number of people from the church gathered together to worship God, listen to a to pastor’s give a word and bow down before the Lord in prayer. What was so neat was that it was a totally spirit lead event.. there wasn’t a specific schedule, we just cried out to God and waited to see what he would do. And God showed up. It was an extremely refreshing time for me personally and it reminded me of the Love of the Father and how I need to trust in Him with all of my heart. I have been also continually reminded of the importance of prayer. The book that we are reading this month is called “You See Bones, I see an Army” by Floyd McClung (amazing book that I recommend to everyone.) There was a portion in the book that really stuck me, that I want to share.
“A young man in Bible school offered to help a well-known preacher years ago when he was ministering on the streets of New York City. The man of God asked him how much time he spent in prayer. The young student estimated about 20 minutes per day. The preacher told him ‘go back for a month and pray for 2 hours a day, every day for 30 days. When you’ve done that, come back. Come back and I might consider turning you loose on the streets where there is murder, rape, violence and danger. If I sent you out now on 20 minutes per day I’d be sending a soldier into battle without any weapons, and you would get killed.”
Friday morning we had a gogo and mukhulu (grandma and grandpa) party. We had ten of them come. When they got there in the morning we and breakfast and did prayer and worship with them. After that we played games with them and gave them foot spas. It was such a neat experience. The gogo’s loved getting their feet massaged and their toenails painted. The game that we played with them required them to answer questions about themselves. One of the questions was “what is your favourite childhood memory?” One of the gogo’s said that she didn’t have any good childhood memories, all she could remember was beatings. But she said “but today is my best memory because today I feel like a child!” Amazing. At the end of the party we handed out gifts of clothes, food, matches, soap, candles, basic necessities. They were so excited!! They kept saying “thank you for Christmas!” And they all said that they hope that they stay alive until next year so they can come back for the party again. Haha. What amazing people who we can learn so much from!
Saturday morning we had an orphan party – six kids from the community came. We played games with them, ate with them, did face painting and crafts. It was a lot of fun but hearing their stories was really hard. One of the little boys is seven years old (but looks like he is no older than five.) We were told that every night his mom gets drunk so he is left to care for his one month old sibling all by himself. He doesn’t go to school all that much because he has a baby to care for who his mom has neglected. He has a grandpa but he is never there. He sleeps under a table. Two of the other girls are both HIV positive and although their grandmothers take good care of them and they are loved, their grandmothers are in a position where they have a choice – to buy food or ARV’s. They choose to buy ARV’s which leaves them with nothing to eat. When I saw them open up their gifts I had tears in my eyes seeing the smiles on their faces and the joy in their eyes. Their stories break my heart. I think I need to spend some extra time praying for the community of Hawane and for the country of Swaziland.
Friday evening we had a final youth event at the girls house – a party with a bonfire and a freakin’ amazing dance party! We taught the kids how to make s’mores. They loved it. But most of them were to impatient to roast the marshmallows so they at them plain or else completely BLACK! Haha. And the highlight of the evening was the dancing, in our living room and kitchen! Man, those kids can dance! At the end of the evening we all made goodbye speeches to the kids. I had to keep mine short because I was nearing tears. And some of the kids also made speeches to us. One of the boys said “when you guys leave we will be left with wounded hearts because you guys are our family now.” I love those kids with all of my heart. And the reality of saying goodbye is becoming more real every day. Coming to do missions for a year is really beneficial in the way that you can really invest in people’s lives and build strong relationships but it also makes it harder on us and on the kids…
We leave for Durban on Tuesday for 3 days of debrief and then we are going to come back to the farm for a week and then it is goodbye Swaziland. Only a week and a half left in this country that has become my temporary home. I am excited about coming home but goodbyes are never easy..




