Important Facts
1. Do not take doxycycolin (aka malaria medicine) while lying down or with anything less than a cup of water. Apparently you can burn your throat and cause very intense inflammation.
2. Do not take Ibuprofen when taking doxy it creates more swelling because the two drugs conflict.
3. Eat soft food nothing acidic.
I took an eventful trip to the clinic today when I woke up this morning and was struggling to take deep breaths. The lovely doctor sent me for some tests... I do not have malaria. And got me a nice bunch of anitbiotics to get rid of my cold and my swelling and to help me breath again. God is good. Always.
The verse that the lord has been giving me through these somewhat stressful times is
1 Thessaloninans 5;16-17
Always be joyful. Never stop praying.
This trip continues to surprise me at every turn but I am thankful to be here. I am thankful that God knew what it would take to help me learn and when things have gotten hard and not what I expected... he has been there. Reminding me that my prayers do have power and that he does listen to every word I say. even when I am living in his will I can still tell him how I feel and what I need.
This is our last week in Zambia and things have not been as imagined but I am learning. i am honored to be here with this team. And have been realizing all the good that is going to come from this trip. I got to talk to my family this week which really helped. I am so thankful for all your prayers and support. It means so much to me.
P.S.
Mom this purity ring was the best gift you have ever given me. I have now gotten out of over a dozen marriage proposals and even a few kisses. I just smile and say no... sorry married. Most of the time it works. A few have told me i shouldnt be married one girl got asked if she would divorce her \husband. they are quite persistant.
prayers for our team this week would be great!!! Love you all.
I leave Africa in ELEVEN days. I cannot believe it. It does not seem possible to me that I have been in this country for almost three weeks.
God sent his angel to shut the lions mouth so that they would not hurt me for I have been found innocent in his sight. Not a scratch was found on him for he had trusted in his God. -- Daniel 6:22,23
A bible story that I have heard all my life became a very real thing for me on Sunday. Our team got to play with 18 month old lions. These guys were the size of us. We were armed with two trainers and some sticks. Other than that... we were told to not make eye contact and stay behind the shoulder. As we were playing with these amazing creatures I could not help but thin if what a miracle Daniel experienced. At any point one of these huge cats could have taken my head off. They were trained dont worry mom. :) But the point is that I felt my fraility and Gods power as I watched these animals walk and jump from trees. It was the most amazing moment of my life but my heart continued to beat at a very fast pace until we had left the lion walking area. Livingston was incredible.
The last few days have been hard. A few of our team members have gone home and the youngest Zibani really connected with one of the boys. He was in the corner crying with his goodbye note yesterday and I had to hold my breath to stop the tears. I could not figure out why I was not able to look past it like the other team until God brought up why he had brought Naza and I together last night. Between the tears God spoke to me about the way I love and the way I walk in fear of pain. But this trip... this trip will end with tears and my heart broken in places. Not in a bad way but it wont be a walk in the part.
Psalm 52:8 says that I will trust in the unfailing love of God forever. So if he is supplying with the kind of love I need for the people and circumstances around me, than he will supply the strength to let go and realize feeling pain is only a part of life, it does not have to dictate how I live. Naza and I are inseparable when we are at the shelter. He does not speak alot of english, mostly njanje. But he knows how to ask if I am coming tomorrow. In eleven days I will have to say No. Leave him with a note and a promise to write when I get home.
The Lord gave me 2 Timothy 1:7-8 says that God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity but of power, love and self discipline. That boy has opened up my heart to love. Which sounds in itself cliche but the walls I place around me to protect myself from the world have come crashing down. But in a gentle way. In a way where I know that I will never forget that boy no matter how hard it is on July 2nd to leave that compound.
God has given me an amazing girl on my team to connect with and she has been my saving grace. I have never been so thankful for the presence of a person in my life. Team dynamics are still trying but a wise person gave me a thought to think about. Our brothers and sisters in Christ have a way of stretching us. As I feel the anger flare those words pop into my head and God reminds me of Matthew 7:1-2. The lord is about unity and I am learning how to walk in truth despite some very trying circumstances.
So for the weeks ahead well... we shall see what God has in store. Until then love you all !!1
I gave my testimoney for the first time in a group last night. It was incredible. God gave me words and the things in my life that have not been completed disappeared from my memory till after. I cried but what person doesnt when you are remembering all the places in your life that God has met you. It was a peaceful experience and I felt my roots settle into Africa. It took awhile for me to come out of my shell but here I am.
God gave me Isaiah 61
To all who mourn in Israel he will give a crown of beauty for ashes joyous blessing instead of mourning festive praise instead of despair In their righteousness they will be like great oaks that the Lord has planted for his glory
The more I ponder my life story, the more I realize God is preparing me for great things. Things that will glorify his name even if sometimes I drag my feet in defiance. Thank you Lord for your patience and grace.
We are in Livingston this weekend. We are staying at a different YWAM base and its amazing. They have internet. No hot water but you know what you cant always have everything you want.
The past few days I was reintroduced to American food. Let me tell you that was fun. I quickly discarded it and waited on the Nshima I was anticipating for dinner. I think coming home is going to be an interesting. I love all the fresh food here. And so does my body. :)
It has been great to take off for a weekend adventure. The kids we are hanging out with are wonderful but it takes a lot out of me. We were in downtown Lusaka two days ago and we ran into a group of street kids. They got up and started to dodge us until they realized we were not going to kick or throw things at them. These kids are so precious. Most on some sort of inhalant but precious and starving for any form of love. The girls are the hardest because they are used to the corrupt security guards. It breaks everything in me.
Realizing that i only have two weeks left broke my heart on the bus today. I have fallen in love with Naza. That boy... oh that boy. He and I just click. He made me a necklace yesterday. He had to redo it three times because it broke but he insisted that he be the one who tied it onto my neck. Because i was his best friend. When I show up he sticks to my side like glue. Oh leaving is going to be harder than I ever imagined
So the past few days I have been sick. Having a really high fever and nausea in a foreign country just seems to make the already crappy situation worse. But I am loaded on flu meds and praying that it gets better before we head to Livingston this weekend.
Over the past few days I have been sleeping alot. During the times I am not my head is constantly filled with questions. More and more aspects of my walk with God are being called into question. Things about my personality that I usually brush off and ignore. The thing about Africa is that there are no distractions. So what ever you dont want to look at comes up first.
We went to our first church in Kauda Square. An area outside the bustling city of Lusaka. Church was very long 8 am to 12:30. Then after the pastor wanted us to teach the youth ministry. It was unexpected and we were not prepared. So they served us lunch. Nshima ( pronouncd shima) and very fresh chicken and some vegetables of some sort. It was very umm.... unappetzing? Many of those on our team were struggling to get it down. I among them. One of the girls from colorado Jackie and I were the last done. That was when I looked up and saw the looks on the faces of all the woman around us. I sat down and realized I was going to eat everything on my plate even if I was up puking all night. I have never been so moved by the generosity of a people. Zambians are the kindest people I have ever met. Jackie and I asked if we could help with dishes and they were blown away. Why would mazuengos (white people) offer to do their dishes? I suddenly realized Kate, this is not about you. It is not about your dietary preferences. You are here to love and honor regardless of what that looks like. Even when men are telling you that they would like to marry you. Because they like white women. Anytime we are in town most of the girls are proposed to multiple times. I have been using my purity ring as a wedding ring to get myself out of dealings involving goats and multiple wives. It is very entertaining.
Over the past few days I have felt like Peter when he denied Christ. I have felt out of balance. There was a night of heavy conflict and I sat through it without uttering a word. Then I started to realize its not me loving people well when I am going off on my opinion about something. Yes there will be moments of me standing for what I believe but listening to those around you can be just as big. I am often the one rebelling and standing behind my "I am being authentic mask." But what I am learning is that I can be who I am and glorify god with my words and actions. I do not always have to be panicked that someone is putting me in a box or giving me rules that are stupid. I can just be Kate. A lot of the past few years I have gotten my identity through being the wild one, the crazy one, but now I am realizing rebellion just encourages others around you to do things that may be ok for you but are hurtful to them. I want to be a leader that honors and encourages and teaches truth and love. I do not want to constantly feel like I have been out of control to make my point.
1 Corinthians 13:1-3 talks about how all the actions in the world mean nothing unless they are based in love. I want to get to the point where I am obedient not legalistic. I want to have grace when I do not see eye to eye with someone. I want to love unconditionally. I want to learn when God brings something to my attention.
One of the boys at the Makeni Orphanage is named Naza. His good friend Zabone is 9. Naza is 11. They have captured my heart. Naza will just come and sit by me and just place one hand on my leg. He just sits. Doesnt usually talk but he and I have come to an understanding. Zabone is the one when asked if I could have a picture with him he looked at me and said No. Then smiled and pranced off to enjoy his joke. He is spicy and can do the best Michael Jackson dancing impersonation. Some of the older boys love to play soccer with us and you see a whole new side of them when we play. They laugh at our terrible soccer skills but love playing with us anyway. When I look at these kids I love their desire of knowlege. They always want to read with us. I have never seen education as a gift until now. I am learning so much from these kids.
2 Corinthians 4:7 talks about how we are clay jars trying to contain a great jar and the our inability to contain it is what makes it so clear that our power comes from God. I am starting to understand that. Between being sick and lonely and angry at points I have begun to understand that I am not able to do things on my own but therein lies my beauty.
Love you all
Pray that this flu would cease and for team unity.
My Day Off So yesterday I stayed on base while the rest of the team took off into town. I was really struggling the night before and realized I was done with people for awhile. I did not want to take a break because I am already having a hard time connecting with the team and I did not want to look bad. But the Lord quickly addressed what I needed to do and I decided it was best to obey. As everyone else took off for the market or the drop in center I was sprawled out in the garden on a mat in the sun. I had my music blasting in my ears and my bible in my lap. I took a deep breath and realized... yes- this is exactly what I needed.
The last few days have been really hard for me. For the first time in my church camp history I am not the one trying to push boundaries. There are many different personalities and lifestyles on this trip. I guess I was expecting another Mexico trip. This is definitely not what I got.Its been really hard. A lot of the time I catch myself feeling like I am on the outside looking in. I was having a hard time being myself. Everything felt fake and robotic. I was not doing so well. The kids were probably the only thing that kept me focused and not realizing I was ready to leave. I really connect with Crystal our group leader but I am the youngest on the team. No one really listens and most just overlook me.
I will never fail you
I will never abandon you
Hebrews 13:5
But then I sat in that garden with the lord and I remembered. You know who I am. The good and the bad. The hurt and the joy. Lord teach me to have a good attitude and understand that what I need comes from you. Your approval dictates my life no one else. I sat there and just felt overwhelmed with how hurt I have felt. I did not even realize that I was that bothered. I asked the lord to give me insight into our team dynamics and a special heart and grace for each member. I asked forgiveness for harboring any anger. But still I felt off. Then my wall of self defense came down. And amongst that lovely mess was...
Me. Just me. Kate. The daughter of a king. The warrior of truth. And I was hurt. I was lonely and upset. I wanted to get on a plane and go home. I wanted someone who knew me just to rush up and hug me until I could breathe with peace again. I wanted something normal something to be stationary familiar. Thats when God showed up.
Isaiah 54:10
Though the mountains be shaken and the hills removed, yet my unfailing love for you will not be shaken.
Song of Songs 8:6-7
For your love is as strong as death its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love, rivers cannot wash it away.
As I sat in the garden totally alone I started to realize. Though no one understands me and I do not feel like I belong. God is with me. He will not abandon me. Though the circumstances have not changed I am regaining my voice. Slowly but surely I am remembering who I am and what I stand for. This is going to be a hard month. But the lord did not put me here on this team in this country for nothing. His timing is perfect. So I have to trust in him.
IF you could only grasp how wide and how long and how high and how deep
then you'd know, yes, I really love you.
Do you wonder if you are too far away from me?
My love is wider still
Do you think that you've been away too long?
My love will wait longer.
Do you believe that no one would ever want someone like you?
My love is higher than all the others.
Have you been sure that you are too far gone?
My love is deep enough to reach even you.
You cannot fall past my love
You cannot outrun my love
You cannot reach the end of my love
It is wide and long and high and deep enough for you.
If you could be praying that I learn to walk as who God has created me to be even through adversity. That God would give me an understanding for those around me. That I would walk in supernatural grace and mercy. That I would regain the voice to stand and declare this is who I am and what I stand for. I want to be who I am no matter who I am with or where I am. God has built a foundation under my feet and now he is teaching me how to stand on it and rely on him when all else is moving.
Today we went to the Chisomo drop in center. This is for the kids that are living on the streets. Many of them are using drugs to make it through life on the streets. They come in the morning and sleep and then we help with tutoring for awhile. Later we have lunch together on the floor using our hands. We usually eat a cornmeal paste or porridge with beans. Silverware is not needed. My favorite moment during lunch was when I look over at a boy named kelly and he is eating something foreign. He then puts both of the pieces together to show me that it is in fact a chicken head. He proceeded to make sound effects so I would fully understand what he was eating. He asked if I wanted any. I laughed and said I was full. Part of me wanted to laugh and the other run outside and vomit. A very unusual reaction for me.
There are a lot of boys at the drop in center. Most 12 years and older. The oldest is 24. This morning while we were helping some boys with reading I realized. I could live in this country for the rest of my life and teach these kids anything they want to learn about. Liberal studies may be calling name. So if you want to pray for me this week. Please ask God to start opening doors for me. I think this is the first time I found something that involves kids, foreign language, and something I could be passionate about. But we shall see it is only the first day.
The boys are starting to teach us niange the local language in this part of town. I know how to say hello, good, friend, shoe and hair. They laugh as they teach me. I am learning slowly. The boys are precious. Many come from terrible backgrounds but they have a light in their eyes when you sit down and talk with them. Many of the people around the drop in center call them bad kids and terrible names. They are precious. Its been one day and I have already fallen head over heels for this country. They know some english and the boys that dont get translated for. Wumba is the man who monitors the boys. He has a big heart for street kids. We had a good talk today about showing the boys that you do not care where they come from, what they are on, or what they have done. These boys are starving for any love or respect. They are amazed when you sit to eat with them or look them in the eye. Alot have been asking how old I am, and then smiling real big when they realize we are close in age. I laugh. I can see the marriage proposals coming.
Tomorrow will be our first day at Mckinley or the orphanage for the kids that live in Chisomo. There are not alot of girls because they find that the streets can be more profitable. We are hoping outreach on the streets with our team of girls will encourage them to join Chisomo.
We have been eating a lot of toast, Nshima ( a cornmeal porridge), tea and fresh veggies. Life on base is great. I have been getting up super early to watch the sunrise and hang with the lord. God was really calling me out this morning.
He gave me Romans 7 and 8. Talking about how we do what we hate because of our sinful nature. But that Romans 8:39 says that god loves us no matter what.
Hi Everyone- I made it. Our team made it to Lusaka delirious but safe and sound. I love you all. This trip has already opened my eyes to so many things. It still feels like I am dream. I have been praying for an opportunity to go to Africa for over 2 years now. I woke up this morning to birds chirping as the sun rose and enjoyed a hot cup of coffee and fresh toast with homemade guava jelly.
The Traveling Adventure 45 hours of travel and three planes later we drove into the base and most of us went straight to bed. We lived off airline food and a few hours of sleep here and there during our adventure over here. We stopped over in Paris for ten hours and took a quick jaunt through paris. We saw the Eiffel Tower, Notredame, and enjoyed lunch in a little cafe on one of the streets. Overall the sights were beautiful but I was unimpressed with France. They are not the biggest fans of Americans. Then we got on a red eye to Ethiopia and enjoyed more packaged food and some sleep. The unisom came in handy that flight. I dont remember much of it. Other than the flight attendant trying to wake me for breakfast. Most of us could not keep our eyes open as we drove through the city of Lusaka. The airport was about an hour away from the YWAM base. I do not remember much of that drive either. We were introduced to the students and families on the base when we arrived. They were so excited and all I wanted to do was pass out on anything flat. They showed us to our dorms. I set up my mosquito net ( which made me feel like I was four and a princess, so great!) climbed into bed with my sleep mask and the clothes I had been wearing since saturday. It was something. But I have never slept so well in my life.
Today (June 8th 2010) This morning I woke up fully rested and ready to go. We took a rest day today and stayed on the base to settle into Zambian culture. This morning I had wonderful Jesus time. My wrist has not gotten better but this morning I was shown why. I do not ever stop or slow down. I do not sit or practice silence much. This morning after breakfast I went up on a hill on the property to pray and journal and chill with the lord. I could not write at all. God whispered, " Be still and know that I am God." So I took everything in my hands and set it down next to me. As I did I started to listen to the lord. Who knew shutting up every now and then works? I felt the presence of god all around me and it finally hit me that I was living out one of my biggest dreams. Something I had given up on along time ago. Praise the lord. He spoke to me about all sorts of stuff and about the weird dreams I have been having. After that I went back into the kitchen with my Ipod and my tea and slowly journaled. I can do alot but If i go slow I can. The funny thing is its giving God more opportunities to speak to me. I love it.
The people here are amazing. We are like movie stars. So basically anywhere we go we create a scene. Some men propose others just want to talk with us. The children are amazing. The one baby on base has already captured my heart. She and I had bonding time this morning. I was in heaven. Things down here are alot different than I expected. The street kids are worse off than I imagined even though the city is filled with well off people. We are going to the orphanage for the first time tomorrow. I cannot wait. I had forgotten how much I love working with kids. Being in Africa feels like I am home for the very first time. Their unscheduled relaxed culture fits my personality. We have a garden and chicken coop that we eat from everyday. Fresh tomatoes, carrots, oranges, squash, papaya, egg plant, eggs, chicken, lettuce, onions. It shows me my interest in Agriculture still remains.
I love you all and I know that God is going to create Beauty from the ashes this month. He has already started clean up and fertilization. I will not come home the same. But I am just perfectly fine with that.
If you would just pray for our meeting with the kids tomorrow and that the lord would continue to meet us where we go and minister. Also for a heightened discernment on how to minister to the people around us.
Uncertainty. Our flight plans have started to change due to the British Airway strikes. Our team is still flying out on Saturday as planned but the details have become a little more complicated. Usually the unknown is exciting to me. I thrive on god taking me on adventures that turn out differently than I had planned. For some reason this time, not so much. So many areas of my life are sitting in the unknown. It would be nice to know one thing in my life was staying steady.
Then I realized one thing is staying steady-- God. My rock, my shield, my protector, and my Jesus. The unknown has begun to enstill fear in me. For the first time in my life I am worried about the end result, instead of enjoying the path and the process that I am on. Fear is the opposite of faith. Psalm 55:16-17 says
I cry out to God and the Lord saves me.
Evening, morning, and noon I cry out in distress
and he HEARS me.
So as our team pursues God in prayer, I ask that you all would too. This trip is going to change lives and destinies. Powerful tools of the Lord are going to be released in each new environment our team steps in. So let us trust the lord with the details. Uncertainty does not need to be present any longer. Hope is what God has asked me to walk in. Though the road will be bumpy, I will not be alone because the lord is near to all who call upon him. Psalm 145:18
My verse for this week is 1 Corinthians 15:58
Therefore my brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourself fully to the work of the lord. Because you know that your labor in the lord is NEVER in vain.
This summer I am on the journey of a lifetime with the God that has captured my heart every day. This site is so everyone knows I have not been kidnapped during my adventures. I love you all!!
