Most of our team and the
other teams in Somerset East stayed with a host family where they would eat and
sleep and hang out in the evening since there was no where else for us to stay
while we were in town running Beat the Drum. I was so looking forward to it, but unfortunately God had other
plans. I ended up staying at the Family Church
with some of my teammates from Cookhouse. I was a little saddened by that, but it was nice to be able to just come
home at the end of the day be able to just go to bed. For those of you who do not know, my grandma
passed away last week while I was in Somerset
East. It was really hard being away from
my family and grieving the loss of my grandmother. Once I got the news that m grandmother was
gone, I was broken and I just knew that I needed time alone and to myself. Being in the church with ten other girls
wasn't going to cut it. One of my good
friends on the team, Meghan, stayed with me that evening while everyone else
was at a youth rally, and she offered to ask her host parents if I could stay
in their spare bedroom that night. Thankfully
they said yes and I was able to have a room to myself that night to cry and
just grieve alone. It was extremely
helpful and it made the next day easier to face. Well that morning when they sent us off for
the day, Johanna offered that if I needed I could come back again that
evening. And I felt so welcomed there I
decided to go back that night and then the final night after that. God placed Louis and Johanna in my life that
week for a reason. They were like
grandparents, so it was nice being able to spend the mornings and evenings in
conversations with them talking about their adventures all over South Africa. It helped me keep my mind off of things, as
well as, helped me grieve in a healthy way.
They recognized the good
work we were doing in their town and I just pray that they were moved enough to
make sure that the community of Somerset
continues to help the change that has been made there. Please also pray blessings over them, if it
hadn't been for them last week would have been a whole different story and not
for the better.
"O God, you give us words to live
by each day. Help us to remember that the highest dignity is in humility,
hospitality, and service to one another. May we welcome others as you
welcome us to your place of worship."
There is also a blog
titled "Thank You Grandma" it's a poem that I wrote to help calm my spirit and
remember the wonderful things my grandma had taught me over the years. Since I couldn't be at her funeral, my sister
read it for me to everyone that was there. I loved her very much and I am happy that she is now with our Lord and
reunited with her husband, my grandpa.
So all last week, the AIM team along with a few other organizations all met up in a little town three hours east of Jeffreys Bay, called Somerset East. We all went to this town to run the "Beat the Drum" program, which is an HIV/Aids awareness program and a call for abstinence among teenagers. The program is based off the movie, Beat the Drum, which is about a little boy named Musa who lost his whole family to the Aids virus and was courageous enough to start talking about this "killer" among his people. We formed 6 teams out of one hundred and twenty people. Five teams went into high schools (Johnson, Aeroville, Gill, Cookhouse, and Pierston) and the sixth team was our community team that went and did the program in a prison, on farms, and in an orphanage. The first day of the program, everyone showed the Beat the Drum movie to the school where they were assigned. Then the rest of the week we had 5 lessons to get through in 4 days. Then on Friday we had a free testing going on where ALL the students and community members could come and get tested to see whether they were HIV positive or not. Most schools gave each team a period (about 50 minutes) of teaching time with the various grades that were allowed to participate. This time normally was not enough, so it was very difficult to try and teach a lesson that should take two hours in fifty minutes, but God provided a way for the learners' (students') hearts to be touched and changed.
I was on the Cookhouse team, a little town about 20 minutes outside of Somerset. This town has the highest HIV rate in the whole world. They say the reason for that is that there is a truck stop right there in town and the truckers stop and then sleep with the prostitutes who wait for them on the side of the road. Pretty much everyone who has had sex in this town has had sex with each other because it is so small and there is no where to go. As soon as we drove into this township, I could sense the evil there. The look of hopelessness was upon everyone's face walking through the community. It broke my heart to see such brokenness in such a small town and that fact that the devil seemed to have a good grasp the people in it. Well we show up on the first day to show the movie and the hall we were showing it in was a short walk from the high school, but the students were supposed to be escorted by the teacher's to the hall for their last period. It was about time to start the movie and we had no children in the hall, apparently the teachers told the students to go home first and drop off their bags then come back for the movie, well we all know how well high school students listen, so we ended up with maybe two-thirds of the 302 students we were supposed to have viewing the movie. But we knew that the students who needed to see this movie were present, so we started the two-hour movie. When we were about 20 minutes from the end (the most important part) our DVD froze and we could not get it to play. So the students started leaving and eventually we had to dismiss them without them being able to see the end of the movie. Everything that could have gone wrong went wrong on our first day. Our team had a rough night, but after digging into scripture and praying about it, we knew that God had a different plan than we had for Cookhouse, so we cheered up and decided to go with what God gave us for the net day.
Well to our surprise, the head mistress was now on board with our ministry there (when the day before she was rather reluctant). When we showed up, she had cleared the whole schedule for the afternoon and had three classrooms ready for us to set up sound systems and show the WHOLE movie to the entire school. What a blessing, we were so excited and praised God for this opportunity. Well we showed the movie to everyone and barely had 5 minutes to try and have some conversation with the students about the movie, trying to cover some of lesson one since we were so far behind. The next day our goal as to have the children write a letter to Francis, a lady in the movie who opened an orphanage in Johannesburg for street kids, about their troubles and hardships that they have to deal with on a daily basis. They wrote the letters and then dropped them in a box and we were able to read them later. It was tragic and oh so hard to read the letters. One girl's parents were divorced and her dad left them and then her mother is never around so she feels like no one loves her or has ever loved her and she wanted to know what to do about it. Then another girl said that she had been raped by her teacher just like one of the girls in the Beat the Drum movie. In another letter, a girl said that her brother and her dad raped her, but she couldn't tell anyone and she had no idea what to do. One boy wrote that if he found out he was HIV positive that he would to kill himself because he no longer have a reason to live. And the letters went on and on...these children are only in Grade 8, meaning they are 12 and 13 years old. It was so hard reading these letters feeling a burden of wanting to make it all better, but knowing that there is absolutely nothing you can do; only God can jump in and save them. Once we jumped over that hurdle we had many more in front of us, but we knew that it was God's battle against the evil one and we were just there for Him to use.
"This is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God's. You will not have to fight this battle. Take up you positions; stand firm and see the deliverance the Lord will give you, O Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged. Go out to face them tomorrow, and the Lord will be with you.' " – 2 Chronicles 20:15, 17
We finished the week and God has so much success by the end. The class I was teaching (grade 8), all 25 of them accepted Christ as their Lord and Savior and they all committed to abstaining from sex until they get married. Not only that, but of the 302 students in the school, 108 went to go get tested to see if they were positive or not. I know some of these students were horrified to find out their status, but at the same time they wanted to be courageous and make a stand in their community. I was so proud of my class and it was really wonderful to see how they changed from the first day we arrived to the day that we left. I left knowing that Satan no longer has a strong hold on this town, but that it is now in God's hands and He has great plans for that little community. Please keep Cookhouse, along with the other schools, in your prayers. Even though we made an impact this week, the devil will still try to creep in and feed these people lies and get them to turn away from the decisions they made this past week.
I have another very important prayer request...the girl I taught with, Abongile, is from Somerset East and she is not saved yet. She is really looking for the Lord and trying to figure everything out, but she is also nervous that she may be infected with HIV. She had unprotected sex at least once and does not know the status of the guy who she had sex with. But she went to go get tested and since it was her first time they couldn't tell right away, so she has to get tested again in a couple weeks and then she will be able to know if she has Aids or not. I could see in her eyes that she was very scared about the possibilities of having HIV, so please pray for her and pray that she is not infected with the virus. She was such a wonderful blessing and her testimony really motivated most of our kids to go get tested. I love her very much and I am praying that God continues to reveal himself in her life and that from there she will accept him in her heart and continue the work we started in Somerset East this past week.
This is the verse that got me through the week:
"The Lord himself goes before you and will be with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged." – Deuteronomy 31:8
Psalm 45:11 "For your royal husband is enthralled by your beauty; honor Him for He is your Lord."
So one day last week, when we were in Somerset East, I had an amazing experience with Jesus that I wanted to share with all the girls (if you are a guy reading this you may appreciate it, but it is mainly for the girls.) So every morning last week we had morning devotions as a large group and usually got about ten to fifteen minutes alone to spend with God before we started our next activity. Well this particular day I sat down to meet with God and as soon as I closed my eyes He said, "Meet me at the beach." So, being the obedient lady I am, I went to the beach and looked for Jesus (in my mind.) I showed up at the beach and it was empty, but felt completely serene and majestic. I started looking around for Jesus and when I looked to my right I saw Him kneeling with His arms open wide waiting for me to run into His arms. Naturally I did just that. I took off and sprinted into my Father's arms. I was struggling with feeling lonely lately, so it was just what I needed at the time. (Amazing how God knows exactly what we need when we need it.) So I am in His arms and I love every minute of it and of course the lady running devotions that morning comes on the microphone and says time is up. I was so angry at her because I just wanted to spend some time in my Father's arms, but I obeyed and left Jesus to move on to the next activity.
As we planned for and went to our ministry later that day, I still had not forgotten about my wonderful meeting with Jesus that morning. That evening, like we did every night, we had worship, prayer, and reflection. I was complaining earlier to Mary about how I didn't want to go to worship that night since it had become such a routine and was beginning to feel forced and not spontaneous and genuine. Well as usual, God had a much better plan for me than I did. I decided just to sit in my chair and pray when the first song was played. As I was praying I remembered that morning and decided I wanted to go back to the beach to see if Jesus was still there. Sure enough He was waiting just as He had been that morning. I was overjoyed and could not contain my excitement. I heard our worship leader go into a moment of prayer so I ran to my Savior's feet and bowed down and prayed to Him as the leader spoke the words. When she was done praying she began the next song and the most breathtaking thing happened to me. Jesus gently put his fingers under my chin and lifted me up to my feet. Then we just started dancing...that's right I said DANCING. I was dancing with Jesus on the beach, oh it was the most romantic thing I have ever done in my life. I could not believe how wonderful it felt to be captivated by my lover. When I had arrived that the beach that night I was wearing black pants and a hoodie, but when I glanced down to see what I looked like (while I was dancing), I had the most gorgeous gown on that I had ever laid eyes on. It fit me perfectly and flowed in the breeze every time Jesus twirled me around. My hair was down, long, and so beautiful. I felt like a stunning princess right out of a fairy tale, it was like a dream come true. It was as if I was as gorgeous as the bride described in Song of Songs:
"How beautiful are your sandaled feet, O queenly maiden. Your rounded thighs are like jewels, the work of a skilled craftsman. Your navel is as delicious as a goblet filled with wine. Your belly is lovely, like a heap of wheat set about with lilies. Your breasts are like twin fawns of a gazelle. Your neck is as stately as an ivory tower. Your eyes are like the sparkling pools in Heshbon by the gate of Bath-rabbim. Your nose is as fine as the tower of Lebanon overlooking Damascus. Your head is as majestic as Mount Caramel, and the sheen of your hair radiates royalty. A king is held captive in your queenly tresses. Oh, how delightful you are, my beloved; how pleasant for utter delight! You are tall and slim like a palm tree, and your breasts are like its clusters of dates." –Song of Songs 7:1-7
The evening continued with worship music and every time a new song would come on, I pleaded with Jesus to not stop and to just keep dancing with me, and He did. We danced all night to like five or six songs. It was the most wonderful experience I have ever had. Everything was so perfect...the warm night air, my dress, the sand between my toes, the sunset on the beach, my lover capturing my heart, the waves gently crashing in the background, the dancing, the few stars in the dark blue sky, the cool breeze off the water, the empty beach, I mean EVERYTHING. Girls, let me tell you, that night I fell in love with Jesus all over again and it was the most amazing feeling ever. Too often I know we, as girls, want to be romanced by the men in our lives, but this night showed me that there is only one who can romance us like we so deeply desire and that is Jesus, our lover, husband, and friend. Girls, if you have not "danced with Jesus" lately I urge you to...let Jesus captivate your heart and give you a night that you will remember for the rest of your life. This isn't just for single girls; every woman can experience the love and romance of her "knight in shining armor".
I just know that when I find the man God has intended me to spend the rest of my life with, he will dance with me on the beach just like Jesus did that one night :0)
"My lover is dark and dazzling, better than ten thousand others! His head is the finest gold, and his hair is wavy and black. His eyes are like doves beside brooks of water; they are set like jewels. His cheeks are like sweetly scented beds of spices. His lips are like perfumed lilies. His breath is like myrrh. His arms are like round bars of gold, set with chrysolite. His body is like bright ivory, aglow with sapphires. His legs are like pillars of marble set in sockets of the finest gold, strong as the cedars of Lebanon. None can rival him. His mouth is altogether sweet; he is lovely in every way. Such, O women of Jerusalem, is my lover, my friend." – Song of Songs 5:10-16
So a couple
weeks ago our leaders, lead by the Holy Spirit, determined what ministries each
of us would be involved in here in Jeffreys
Bay. There are nine different ministries that AIM
is involved with, ranging from house visits in the townships, to orphanages, to
after school programs with disabled children. There is a neighboring town called St.
Francis Bay,
about 30 minutes from J-Bay, where two ladies are attempting to run an after
school program for the children living in the township there. This town has never really seen missionaries
since the majority of missionaries stay here in J-Bay or other popular areas in
South Africa. Our female leaders met Judy, the lady who
runs this after school program, last year right before they left home for the
states. Judy cried out to our leaders
saying that she was so worn out and that she could not run this program
anymore. So a team from AIM came this summer
for a month and poured into the children in this community. Judy and the children were so appreciative of
their willingness to serve and love on them in any way possible that they
couldn't wait for another team to come and share God's love with them.
This after school program is called
"Talhado Children's Haven"...here is what the pamphlet says about the
program: Talhado was started in 1998 to
address the needs of disadvantaged children in the areas of St. Francis Bay. Pre-primary education and a safe place to play, under adult care, was
needed. Talhado Children's Haven now
provides for over 200 hundred children many of whom are victims of HIV/Aids,
molestation, neglect and substance abuse. A meal of soup or milk, sandwiches and fruit is also provided; for many
of these children, this is the only meal for the day. 65 children attend pre-primary school with
three teachers. The salaries of these
teachers are subsidized by Talhado Fishing Enterprises, a local Calamari
fishing company, who have also provided much of the infrastructure for the
Haven. Over 200 children enjoy the
"Speel Kliniek" in the afternoons, where we are trying to provide access to
toys, sports, arts and crafts, and life skills. The after school Care
Center is run by
volunteers from the community. All the
fund raising and administration of the Haven and pre-primary school, is done on
a voluntary basis. There are a growing
number of children affected by the Aids pandemic and the situation is
crucial. With the increase in Aids, there
is a subsequent increase in child and substance abuse. The Haven receives no subsidy and relies on
donations to keep its doors open to these children.
I, along with three others from my
team, have been chosen to serve in this Haven. We arrive at the Care
Center around 2 pm after
school is let out. Every day between 2
and 3, there is a mix of boys and girls between the ages of 6 and 8. Then on Monday's and Wednesday's there are
only girls in the last two hours (3-4 ages 9-12 and 4-5 ages 13+). On Tuesday's and Thursday's there are only
boys in the last two hours, the age groups are roughly the same as the
girls. In the hour that we have them, we
run a program with them, usually focusing on a theme in scripture and having a
Bible story, craft, song, and game that can relate to the theme for the day or
week. If the children have homework, we
first allow them to complete it and then we start the program. The last twenty minutes is devoted to a snack
of milk and biscuits (cookies) or fruit. This gives the children nutrition that they do not get at home. We have been in the township hanging out with
the children for a few weeks now, but since schools were on holiday, the Care Center
was closed. This is our first week of
assisting with the care center and we are all thrilled beyond belief.
There is one little girl, Samantha,
who has clung to me since the firs day we arrive in St. Francis, which was
three weeks ago. The second we pulled up
into the community she came running at me and jumped into my arms. She hasn't left them since. This particular girl never has shoes on and
is always in summer clothes, even though it is pretty cold here, but she is
always smiling when I see her. She
fights with other kids to make sure that I hold only her. Her smile brings a joy to my heart that I
have not felt in so long. I feel at home
in this community and I can't wait to see how God will use my teammates and I
to work in the lives of the people in this township. Please pray for Judy, Lesley, and Eunice who
take charge of running the Haven, as well as, the families in the community who
suffer daily from Aids, substance abuse, and so much more. Please also pray for the children that we
will be ministering to. Please pray that
God reveals Himself through us everyday to the children and that the Holy
Spirit is with them every step they take protecting them from all the negative
influence of the enemy. Thank you so
much for your support and your prayers.
"Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly
love. Honor one another above
yourselves. Never lacking in zeal, but
keep your spiritual fervor serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality." Romans 12:9-13
I absolutely love these verses in Romans... The scripture
reminds me of what God has called me to do, especially in this broken, dark
community. I hope that this gives you
some insight to what I am doing here in South Africa. Please feel free to write comments or email
me thoughts and encouragement.
This is just a picture of me in the Africa Bush, where we went the first weekend we arrived for team builders and cold fun!!! I haven't yet gotten to take pictures of my ministry site, but I will soon and be sure to post those pictures for ALL of you to see :0)
For the second week of being in Africa, our team was divided up in half. One part of our team continued in their
ministries in the morning and in the afternoons. The other half of our team helped UCSA (the
place where we reside) run a Christian camp for high school students. I was part of the group who was picked to
help with this camp. At first, I had a
very sour attitude about having to move out of my bunk and into a cabin where I
would be all alone with high school girls that I didn't know from all over the Eastern Cape. I was nervous about my stuff getting stolen,
about the girls plotting against me in their home language (that I of course do
not know), not bonding with my own team, not having any time to myself, and so
much other stuff. I was mad at myself
for being so bitter about helping out with this camp when I know I am here to
serve God and that was where He needed me for that week. So this camp starts out on Friday and it was
freezing cold and the wind was blowing so hard. We were standing outside waiting for buses to arrive between 11 and 3,
so I was miserable standing there freezing my toes off. There were 301 students attending this camp
along with 125 leaders/teachers, so there were 426 people squeezed into a very
small camp ground. My job, along with most of my teammates, was to be a small
group leader. We picked our groups and
then headed off for worship after waiting in line for an hour to get
dinner.
The next day was much better when
we actually got to be in our small groups and get to know our students. As time went on God started changing my heart
and I was happier to be working this camp. It wasn't until the Sunday that God really showed up and told me that I
was supposed to be at this camp. We each
took our small groups out into town and did an ATL (Ask The Lord) where we
pretty much just show up and tell God that we are there to serve Him and ask
Him what He wants us to do at the very moment in the place we are. My team prayed and prayed (mind you none of
them have training on this and I have very little experience in it as well) and
God just told us to go to this festival that was in town and to pray for the
vendors. So I split the group up into
two's and sent them on their way.
When we had first entered the fair,
there was a lady I saw and God told me I needed to go pray for her right
away. So I went back to find her and I
was uneasy about approaching her table since there was nothing there I could
pretend to be interested in buying to start up a conversation. So I walked back and forth a few times and
God was just like "GO NOW"! So I went in
and started talking to this lady, her name was Mary. We talked for awhile about her and her
family. She told me she was "born
again", but neither her child nor her husband were. She also shared how her business is doing
very badly, but she was comfortable with God providing only necessities. After a long conversation I asked if I could
pray for her and everything she shared with me. So I did and afterward I saw some dolphin rings, and I love dolphins, so
I asked her to pick out her favorite one for me to buy to remember her by. She picked out this gorgeous one and then
just gave it to me as a gift. I begged
her to let me give her something, but she refused. Mary just wanted to make sure that I would
tell everyone in the United
States about her and my ring. I thanked her again and then left telling her
I would return the next day to visit with her.
After I left Mary, I went in search
of a group from my team, but could not find anyone, so I decided to look around
at the different tables that were set up. My eyes were drawn to this one stand that had this gorgeous jewelry at
it. I was looking at the rings and the
man working there started talking to me about prices and how they were
made. I decided to make small talk and
find out a little about him. His name is
Leon and he is from Cape Town. His story was some what different than
Mary's. His business too was suffering,
but his relationship with his girlfriend was worse. They had been dating for 18 years and this
past year had been particularly hard for him. He has three children and he was worried about providing for them
financially. He told me that he was
saved and in the conversation seemed to be trying to convince me of it, so I am
not one hundred percent sure, but I am praying that God shows Him the way if he
doesn't already know. After we finished
praying together I wanted to buy one of his necklaces to remember him by. So I picked out one of his favorites and
asked him how much it was, knowing it was around 55 rand, and he just gave it
to me, he said that is was a blessing for me. He not only gave me the necklace, but a matching bracelet and earrings. I did not want to just take it since I knew
that the money I could give him would help him out a lot in his business, but
he would not take anything from me. In
addition to his beautiful jewelry, he gave me his name, address, phone number
and cell phone number telling me to stay in contact with him. I thanked him several times and told him that
I would be back the next day to visit and say hello. When I went back to meet up with my students
they were so thrilled that they were actually able to walk up to complete
strangers and pray for them without knowing anything about them. I just know the Lord revealed Himself to
everyone in my group, including me. It
was such an amazing day and everyone in my group wanted to go back with me the
next day to meet Leon and Mary, as well as, the people they prayed for. I bought both Mary and Leon a Bible and wrote
them a little note about how I was praying for them and their families. I ask that you lift both of them up in
prayer, for they are both remarkable people who are in desperate need of God's
love.
We finished out the rest of the camp and it
was so wonderful. One of my girls had me
pray with her a few times about her relationship with her boyfriend and by the
end of camp God asked her to give up her boyfriend
so she could spend more time with Him. She
came to me crying asking me for advice and to pray with her for strength and
courage. I was so touched that a girl
that young could make a sacrifice of such greatness for her Father. I was sad when the last day arrived and all
the students had to go home. I now look
at this experience as something I could not live with out. I am so thankful to God for putting me in
that situation where I was extremely uncomfortable and uncertain of my
role. It now helps me in my ministry
when I feel uncomfortable or unsure, I just remember that God is not and that
He has a plan if I just say "YES" to Him and allow Him to work through me.
"For I know the plans I have for you declares the Lord,
"plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11