The truth is that clocks work differently in Africa. Or something. Things happen slowly, start late, or both of the above. One Zambian friend did say in regards to trying to arrive on time: “We’re trying. And if we’re trying, we’re doing it.” A picture of optimism. I love it.
The other truth is that time in Africa flew by. I am in Cambodia now, and I haven’t updated you on Zambia at all! Here are some snippets, because wifi time flies by just as fast as this continent did.
–Our family. We lived with a family of faithful servants of the Lord who operate a ministry called J-Zone. Their youngest daughter loved to do my hair for me (It’s worth a picture when I find one). Their testimony is one of bold steps of faith, radical obedience, and perfect provision.
–House visits. Why don’t we do this in the states? It is a beautiful thing. We did house visits weekly to host bible studies, clean, bring food, pray, chat, bring Jesus’ healing, or whatever was needed. What I’ve learned: let’s visit our neighbors! This time together in someone’s home was cherished and fruitful for all.
-the J-Zone playpark. J-Zone ministry was gifted a piece of land which will be developed into a community area for sports, playing, and gathering. We helped cast vision for this and collect ideas for what and where to construct on this land. This was a ton of fun!
-I killed a chicken. I’m a better person for it.
-I spent considerable time this month planning with our logistics team for our squad debrief (which recently concluded in Livingstone). This is a time for all 55 of us to gather for teaching, resting, processing, and revitalizing.
-We taught computers at an elementary school. You never know what you have to bring to the table! I never would have put “teach kids what internet is” on my list of available skills, but apparently that is something I can help with. Most don’t have computers, but we’re laying a foundation for future opportunities.
–Widows’ Bible Study-where the singing is angelic, the sweating is profuse, and one chapter of Deuteronomy gets more attention than you ever thought possible.
–Medical outreach in the bush. More to come, but easily 3 of my favorite days on the race.
In a lot of ways, Zambia felt like a buffet of ministry activities and it was difficult to establish a rhythm. Our hosts were the glue to this month as they walked with us, bringing insight and vitality to everything we did. If I zoom out, I see a small model of World Race from Zambia month. The activities are constantly changing; our consistency comes from Him who guides us through them.
