africa at last!

the moment of truth arrived when i was alone, by myself, in the heathrow london airport. and then, i knew, i was on my way to africa, to zimbabwe, to see my family! 

the fact that i was going to africa didn't quite hit me until i was in johannesburg and i was the only white person waiting to board the plane to zimbabwe. 

a seriously long day of flying, dragging bags, smashing into airplane seats and talking to no one (not many english speakers) and i was prepared to be waiting to see my family after i had gone through customs and all of that business. little did i know, i was talking to a woman about what i need to do and my dad came up behind me and gave me the biggest hug. of course, instant tears. 

we know some amazing people who were able to get me through customs quick and easy. first blessing right there. 

we had a wonderful night with the spencer's. they completely opened their home to us. sharon and rob had their children go stay with their grandparents as we took over the kids' bedrooms. they are the most giving and charitable family i have ever met. along with all 5 of sharon's sisters. 

monday. was the day! adam was to be dropped off at the spencer's gate promptly at 7:30 am. we were out and waiting at 7:20. i couldn't believe the time had come. man. it was amazing. he rang the bell, the gate was opened, and there he was. bags and all. it was such a beautiful reunion. 

i wish i could post more pictures of the spencer's gorgeous home and all of the amazing things we have been part of, but the connection is quite slow and it takes some time to get those loaded. i'll try and put up more pictures when i can!

i wish you all could meet the people we associate with here. the spencer's, the nield's, all of the sisters and their families, so you could understand their demeanor and their personalities. they have lived in zimbabwe all their lives and give and give and give. ever since i have arrived, we have gone out and served. 

we went to maternity wards and handed out hygiene kits & newborn kits, hospitals and interacted with everyday people on the street. we played football (soccer) in bare feet with some school children. 

the most amazing this far, for me, was when we went to the rubbish dump. the people there literally live IN the rubbish dump. their houses are there. they dig through the rubbish the truck brings and that's what they use to survive. what a site to see when our truck pulled in and we saw swarms of people running, sprinting to line up and receive the items we had with us. it was the most humbling experience i have had in my life. 

these people, they lined up on their own. they knew where they needed to go. they were so very excited to receive the items we had for them and they didn't grab and scream, their waited. we outfitted all of them with a new pair of shoes and a pair of trousers and a shirt. they were so so thankful. their symbol of thanks, at least the women did this, is clapping their hands together like a cup. i wasn't sure how i would feel when we were driving over, but as soon as i got there, i wanted to help every single person. i didn't care if i touched their hands as i handed out candy, i didn't care that they hugged me. these people were full of humility as we made their day, their week, their month.

we sang "god be with you 'til we meet again". they sat on the ground and listened to us in silence. the spirit was so strong and i knew that we were doing something amazing for the people in the dump and in zimbabwe. 

we were also able to go to a clinic a ways away from the home we were staying at and witness a cataract surgery performed on men who are blind. we were all outfitted in scrubs and shoes and got to stand right in the operating room and watch this done. in just two days time, the patients will be able to pull their bandages off their eyes and be able to see like they have never seen before! 

we have taken part of so many other amazing spiritual and service experiences, i could share for hours and we have only been here a couple days. 

right now we are in mutare, zimbabwe at the white horse inn. it is more of our "vacation" time. adam will be driving us around to see areas he has been and we will do some touristy activities. and of course, on the way, we will be throwing out toys, blankets, clothes, and wooden cars and i can't wait for that. the children hold on to the treasures like they will never, ever let it go.

i am so grateful to be here. so grateful to be here with my family. so grateful for the gospel and all we can learn and the part that it plays in our lives. and so grateful for adam and all he has done for the people in zimbabwe. i can tell that he is in his complete element. he speaks the language, he knows the culture and i am thrilled we are here to do this with him! 

don't forget, click on the pictures and they will be much more clear!