Three months of Africa has come and gone… chickens, big
bugs, typhoid, parasites, and more tried to attack but I’m more than a conqueror
and here I am in Asia! But first I
should fill you in on a couple things… some big things, some little things.
One funny afternoon in Tanzania, the Tanzanian girls decided
I needed to learn to dance, with an audience of the grandma, an aunt, 2 ladies
from the church and 5 other girls, have my hair braided like Mt. Kilimajaro and
have a little nail painting party.
My birthday was back on November 21… It was a memorable
birthday – my team even managed to buy me a cozy flannel shirt that feels homey. I was able to go to an orphanage that
homes 60 little ones, a lot of wee babies. I felt a strong contrast between how
I was born into a family that loves me and took such good care of me. It seemed fitting on my birthday to be
able to hold and love some precious babies who have not received the same
welcome into this world that I was blessed to have.
We ended Africa on a high note. Our last night in Sumbawanga was wonderful… Pastor Henry and
family and friends threw us a big farewell party. We were so welcomed into their family… Pastor Henry even
called us his children. These
people have a special place in my heart.
There was even a photographer!
We got all suited up in the African garb and posed for the camera.
Although I loved Sumbawanga, leaving was easier knowing we
were heading to paradise – Zanzibar for a fun time! We stayed in Zanzibar for 1 night. But during the day we got to go snorkeling, swimming, check
out the town a bit, and eat some yummy food. It was fantastic.
A couple blogs ago I started a blog with: just walking down
the street… never just anything… But what I mean is on the world race is feels
like you’re never just anything
because we are sons and daughters of God Example: in Zanzibar we were enjoying the amazing night market where
we chowed down on an assortment of great food… and a local started talking us,
and Jesus came into came to be the topic of conversation it just so happens
that there were people who needed to here about Jesus, who needed food, and God
was desiring to pour out his presence on the people in this night market. Heather and I ended up walking,
praying, and dancing around the square and singing about God and His freedom,
interspersed between conversations with locals. A lovely lady who is Muslim
came up to Heather and started telling her about her life and challenges with
her boyfriend. It was wonderful to
spend some time with her and listen to her story.
So Zanzibar is lovely!
So warm, beautiful beaches and light blue water, and sail boats
everywhere! There’s also
some interesting and sombering history there. Zanzibar was the hub of human trafficking and slavery. This is the place where slaves were
sold and taken to various parts of the world. Dr. Livingstone is pretty much my hero, and he came and set
all the slaves free.
Zanzibar is also called spice Island. So I went to the market, got my bartering
game face on and was so happy to purchase some amazing spices!
Also random bit of info that may be so appealing for all of
you in the grips of winter – these 11 months are an endless season of summer
for me – it’s so nice!
