Swaziland is a country full of hopelessness, despair, and need. People here have nothing and seem to have no way to change their situation. They are plagued by HIV, there are not enough jobs, kids can’t go to school because they can’t afford it, and people die every day because they don’t have clean water. On top of all that, it seems as though the rest of the world doesn’t care. It seems as though these people are all alone. Silently fighting a battle that will cost them their lives.
 

But this week, I’ve seen hope. I’ve seen children sharing the special treat they somehow got, into 7 pieces so that all the kids around them get some.

 
I’ve seen food be delivered to hungry families and medication given to a little girl with a respiratory infection.
 
I’ve seen the smiles on the faces of the children when we show up to play.
 
We have been working hard to find the hope here. It is not always obvious, but it is there, if you look for it. God is working and moving.  I don’t understand His ways here, and sometimes get lost in the frustration and depression, but I always remember He is working.
 
We are living in a game park, sleeping in our tents and spending most of our time going hut-to-hut meeting people and helping build a database of the area and just playing with kids. A teacher on the team is doing some teaching seminars, and I am getting to act as a nurse and do some first aid, and health education days. We are working with Care Points around the Nsoko area that give children who wouldn’t other wise have food, a hot meal every day.
 
Swaziland has captured my heart. This beautiful land, full of beautiful people who are in need of love.