And this very afternoon, I went over to Uncle Ronald and Auntie Rebekah's house and saw little Frank. Alert as ever, he just watched us. His mind is healthy and he is adorable. Please pray for his little legs, his left one in particular, that it would strengthen and that the muscles would relax.
There have been sweet times with my family group. Time to slash (using a machete like tool to literally slash all the overgrowth/weeds) with them, eat with them, and just do life. It has been neat getting to know them more and more. We (aunties and girls) have started a bible study together and we will meet weekly. I am excited at this opportunity of just being able to pour into them and watching them know their God more and more.
I have been working in the clinic three afternoons a week. I have really enjoyed loving on the children and taking care of all of their needs. Whether it is cleaning a wound or talking with a teenager and helping her with a personal problem. Each is a gift. An opportunity to love and care. There is a young child Patrick, whose eye hurts and he sees triple. He needs to have his eyes checked and to be treated by an eye doctor. Taking his hands into mine, we prayed and asked Jesus to bring a doctor. And I am excited to see how God will grow His faith through the process of waiting. There is another young girl who has serious fungal infections in her toes. When asked if she had other shoes to wear... ones that were bigger... her eyes dropped down. She doesn't. Giving her medicine to start the fungal battle, I am trusting that God will take care of her needs and to see her faith strengthened as well. It's on my agenda to pick her up a pair of shoes this weekend. I wish I had pictures of these children. I need to bring my camara to the clinic and start snapping pictures. I would love to introduce them to you and I apologize that I haven't snapped more.
My heart. A couple of weeks ago, I wrote on Facebook that I sensed that soon, my soul would spill forth and my fingers would find the keyboard and I would write away. I definitely sense it coming. It just hasn't yet. My soul is doing well and I am thankful for that. And even through the smoothness of the transition here, there is stretching and growing. The enemy fights. My days are very full and there are countless opportunities to interact with those around me. I have understood in sweet ways just how much God is meeting me and meeting my every need. And I want to say more about that. Because... it HAS been sweet. Just not yet. ( c :
I'll leave you tonight with some fun pictures of me and the chicken. No, I did not kill this chicken...but I will say that when Wilbur delivered the chicken in the bag and I opened it up for a cautious inspection... I was not too sure how to proceed. The chicken was still warm, his body flopped all over, and there were hairs still on him.
I am so thankful to each one of you as you journey with me on this journey. And I am so thankful that God has blessed me with this gift of being here. Truly. Truly.