So this month I haven’t had Internet so I haven’t had the chance to post blogs now I’ve written back to back because of that. So this past month I was in Swaziland! It was also ‘manistry month’, a whole month out of the 11 where all the guys are on one team together and sent to a ministry contact. We partnered with Heart of Africa and worked with one of their ministries, Project Canaan. You can actually go online and Google them and see what they are all about. It is an awesome place with farms, mountains, fields, gardens, animals, and fences just everywhere. We were literally in the middle of nowhere. The danger was never the people, but the animals. The most dangerous were the snakes: black mambas, cobras, and some other one I can’t remember. We were told at the beginning of the month we would see tons of them hiking 1.5 mi to ministry everyday. I was excited because I wanted to see one! Of course, with my luck, we never did! Ha. It was a great month and as you may have guessed, most of our ministry was manual labor. We got to help build stairs, paint lots of different things around the farm, play with kids at the children’s home, feed babies, build fences, cut grass and weeds out from around banana trees and dragon fruit, grade green beans, pray over people’s health, hear stories and encourage people, and so many other things.
I never realized how small Swaziland was until getting there, or that they had a King. The king, in the nicest way I can put it, is crazy. One of the laws here is that children cannot be adopted. So here at Project Canaan they have a children’s home. They have aunties who live at the home and raise the kids until they are 18 years of age. It is really cool. There are lots of different projects going on here that are under construction and it has been cool being a part of that.
There was so much labor and that’s not my favorite ministry to do, haha. So I asked God to send me people that needed encouragement or needed prayer… Next thing I know, I am digging a hole and a man comes to me and asks me for prayer for a hurt stomach. Then, another day, a lady just comes up to me and starts telling me her story and began to cry. She was a single mom who had a past and was nervous about raising her daughter and about school, but told me God blessed her because someone was paying for it. So I was able to encourage and pray for her.
So that is a quick look at what Swaziland has looked like this past month.
