"Only one thing is needed"

It’s been a great Sunday. I woke up early to spend some time with the Lord, it was much needed. In the busyness of things I have not spent as much time with the Lord as I crave.  I was reminded of a verse from Luke 10 that talks about Mary and Martha; Martha is so busy trying to please Jesus with her work, he says to her “only one thing is needed”. The “one thing” is what her sister Mary is doing, sitting at his feet.  So I sat at his feet today and it was everything I needed. I have to constantly remind the Martha in me to settle down and just bask in the opportunity to spend time with my God! There was a hefty price paid for this opportunity.  Then we went to Rose of Sharon, one of the other interns shared the message then we hung out and played games with the girls for a few hours.  

So! The schedule for this week, lesson Prep on Monday then teaching at the nutrition center tue, wen, and thru mornings.  I will be teaching on Malaria prevention this week! In the afternoons I will be doing home visits with Pascual and Josepha in the afternoons, they are two of the nationals that run the clinic, amazing ladies. During the home visits we will go to the houses of babies to check on them and see if the baby is thriving on the formula.  Then Friday I will spend at the daycare, Cresh. I may try and bring out some puppets! Then we will be going to a birthday bbq for the activistas of project life.  Project Life is a ministry that reaches out to people living with HIV. The activistas are truly the hands and feet of this ministry. They are taught a bible study and then go out into the biros and teach it to others. During the week they go and visit HIV positive people to pray with and encourage them.

To Serve the Least of These

We prayed, then headed over to the hospital with a bucket of soup and some paper cups.  There were women with babies tied to their backs sitting outside waiting for us. They solemnly followed us in as we set the soup on the table. A gospel message was shared and then the moms lined up to receive the soup.  As they unwrapped the babies and I got closer the sever emaciation became apparent. Two of the babies were unable to hold their heads up because of weakness. Their bones stuck out beneath their thin chalky skin. I prayed over them and then we moved on to the next room.  There were not many patients in the adult room; I got to share some scripture and pray with them.  To see such great human suffering that close is unexplainable. To touch the hand of a baby that has most likely known nothing but poverty and pain and know that you are completely helpless is tough to deal with.  How do you even begin to process that?

For anyone who knows me they can tell you about my deep admiration for Mother Teresa.  She spent the majority of her life caring for orphans and the dying in India. She truly lived a life worthy of Christ. I have always wanted to model my life after this great woman without truly grasping the reality of the work she did. This is not easy. The glorified version of my “dream” has been shattered and I am beginning to truly understand what it means to serve the least of these.

Rose of Sharon

Today we got to spend the afternoon with a group of young ladies through a ministry called Rose of Sharon. We painted nails for hours and several of us got our hair braided. The Rose of Sharon ministry has become one of my favorite times while here. It amazes me how much we connect with the girls even though we both only know a few words of the others language. We point and sign and laugh, it’s the best. Sometimes a translator is available and that opens up a whole new dimension of communication!  I love investing in these girls and look forward to encouraging them to grow closer to the Lord.  

Week One...

Well….To sum up this week is difficult. I have experienced more in this past week then I ever imagined possible. We landed in Beria last Thursday, as we drove into Mozambique the poverty was overwhelming. The first day we took a tour of Dondo and the CRI projects. I have seen numerous pictures and videos of people living in poverty but there is no comparison to being in the midst of it. As I walked through the village, seeing, touching and smelling, my senses were overcome by poverty and the consequences of it.

The next day I spent in the clinic observing. Baby after baby came in and tested positive for malaria, seeing their little bodies ravaged by disease broke my heart. So many of these diseases are completely avoidable; from a health educators prospective the lack of sanitation, proper nutrition and malaria prevention almost angered me. I also felt the weight of how massive the problem of poverty is. But there is hope, God loves the Mozambicans and CRI is doing a great job of making that known.

I have to constantly remind myself that this is not about me, the impact I make on this world is irrelevant as long as my life is a testimony of Christ’s saving power and his name is made known through my obedience to his will. I must accept that poverty will always exist and that this world is never going be perfect, not until Christ returns. As you can see I only got through two days, HA! More later.