Hey friends! This blog is going to be fairly short, it’s some catch ups and a Jesus moment I had today!
My team is settled in Lusaka, Zambia. We are working in a school two days a week with underprivileged kids in one parent homes. Three days a week we attend small group and participate in the church choir. We live with an amazing family, that have the biggest hearts for Jesus and are filled with so much passion for what they do! Our host is the pastor of the church, where we do our singing:)
Our days aren’t packed full with ministry everyday, so on the days we have time we often walk around our community and try to make as many friends as possible! Which brings me to sweet Royce:)
If I’m being honest, lately I’ve really been struggling with hearing from Jesus. I’ve had big decisions to make about which college to go to, I’ve felt like he was telling me one school one day and the other next! Because of this, I got pretty frustrated at Him. I didn’t know what he was trying to do to me but it felt like he completely took himself out of the equation…every equation. I kept waiting for Him to hold up a big sign to remind me he was there, I don’t know maybe see three men walk through a fire or a burning bush? That’d be pretty chill amiright? Surely I couldn’t miss Him then!
Two days ago, another teammate and I were walking down our street, the same street we walk down everyday. We usually try to walk quickly, so we don’t draw aton of attention to ourselves, but that day we saw 5 ladies on the corner of the street yelling for us to come talk to them! Of course we went, when we got to them we saw that they were making frittatas. After talking for a while, we learned the last that sells them, Royce, would love to teach us how to make them! So we set a day to go learn and bring the rest of our team, today, Wednesday!
I woke up this morning, I was really tired, but I still wanted to go to see Royce and make frittatas, after all, we did have he morning off. When we arrived, she was so happy, It made me happy! My teammates and I sat and talked for a while, she had a fascination with my name, comes out Sabrina here or something like that. We learned about her family, why she started making frittatas to sell, and that she had been making them for 20 years!!
When it came time to start making them, I was so excited. She had a big bucket filled with water and flour to make the dough and told me to start mushing it together. I’m elbow deep in dough with Royce and I promise I don’t think I’ve ever felt so much joy. From the look on her face, I think I was doing a good job:) When we finished the dough she took me to wash my hands/ arms, it was just us two in a small corner with another bucket and some soap. As we were washing our hands, it was mostly silent, but then Royce took her soapy washcloth and started to wash my hands for me. In that moment, the silent intimate moment after all the laughs this morning, I felt my Jesus. I felt where he was in that moment with Royce. She’d probably think I was crazy if she knew what Jesus was doing through her in my heart. I felt all the love and peace in that moment, from her humming a song to her making sure the dough was off me completely. It was like the world stopped for a second and it was just me, Royce and Jesus… honestly it was everything I could do not to start crying.
Sometimes I think we want God to drop fire from Heaven to show us He’s still around when we don’t feel Him or can’t see Him, but today I learned that our Jesus comes in the small things. He comes in the look on Royce’s face after a hug, He comes in learning something new and and laughing until you can’t breath with women you met on the street in Zambia! Mostly, my Jesus comes in the small intimate moments that we get the opportunity to create everyday.
I used to think in order the have a change in my heart, something big had to happen, now I know all I need is some soap and some silence.
