Mzungu (pronounced [m’zungu]) - A Swahili word meaning a white person.
Everywhere we go, children will scream at us… how are you mzungu, or wazungu (pl)?! So, how have these wazungus been doing?
I thought it would be fun to share some stories, and post some photos of our sweet little watoto (children). I’m sure all of our friends and family would like to know how they have been, and what mischief they have gotten into. :) And after all, they are apart of this mission too… and at the risk of sounding biased, they are the cutest part of my mission.
Every single morning, I am awakened by this little nugget asking me what I am making for dinner. And when she says dinner, what she really means is breakfast! Ava loves helping me cook in the kitchen! Or as she likes to say, “I’m helping momma make.” It is very sweet, but keep in mind that she is only three. So sometimes she gets very frustrated at her lack of coordination and skill. And as her frustration level rises, so does mine! But, I am so thankful to be training this beautiful little girl of mine up to be a worker at home. I think being around all the Carrier girls is also growing her desire to help in the kitchen.
This is Deborah, or as we like to call her, “Mama Deborah.” This young lady can cook a full meal, and run the kitchen all by herself. How many nine year olds can you say that about?
Speaking of meals, I think some of you may be wondering how we do meals around here. Well, I cook breakfast and lunch for my family and then we eat dinner with the Carriers. Mondays, and Saturdays we have family night, so we eat separate. On Tuesdays I cook the meal, and Cindy cooks Wednesday-Friday. She said it is more fair that way because their family is double the size of ours. On Sunday evenings, we have a love feast before communion with the church.
Now, trying to keep these children clean for meals, is another story.
We had a boar hole dug out when we first moved here, for dry season. We share a well with the Carriers, but when the rains stop and the well water starts to decrees we will need another water source. Needless to say, the children loved having a giant dirt mound right outside their front door! Not only did Boaz love playing in it, and bathing himself in it, but he also enjoyed eating it… much to my distress I assure you! Boys naturally love dirt. Which brings me to my next story.
One evening after a rain shower, I allowed the children to go outside to play.
(They love the freedom of being able to run around outside, and having a yard with a swing set has been great.) They seemed perfectly content, and were playing nicely so I went inside to finish up on some household work. I believe it was Deborah or Jubilee that came to get me saying that Boaz was playing in a mud puddle. So I went outside to check on him, and he just had his feet in the mud and seemed to be having so much fun, I told the girls he was fine and I went back inside to warm some bath water for him. Well, wouldn’t ya know… this boy was not satisfied with just squishing his toes in the mud, he decided to have a full mud bath! When I went back outside and saw the state he was in, all I could do was laugh! He was just too cute! After all, the damage was already done, might as well enjoy the moment too.
I love my boy, so mischievous, yet so innocent all at the same time. :)
Our family has so many things to be thankful for. Having a thankful heart is something that we really want to instill in our children. So, one night at dinner I posed a question to my family, and the Carrier Family. I asked everyone what they thought about making a “Thankful Box.” This would be a box we have sitting out during the year, whenever someone does, or says anything that touches our heart we write it down on a piece of paper and put it in the box.
"I am thankful for…”
Then on Thanksgiving we will open the box, and read the notes inside. Now, this is not my original idea. I actually heard about a family doing this last year at the congregation we attended… so thanks for the idea! All of our children seemed really excited about this little project, and they did an excellent job decorating our box. We did all the decorating at the Carriers, since the children have such nice craft supplies. And I made some homemade pretzels to share, after all, we did have a little party on our hands.
I am going to go ahead and give you a sneak peak on something that I am putting in the thankful box. I am thankful that Jonah (13) is fearless when it comes to bugs, and creepy, crawlies. Not only that, he is willing to help whenever his skills are needed. Well, we recently had a bat flying around our house late at night. We called the Carriers to see if they had a net, before we knew it, Jonah ran over with a net and seconds later he was climbing on our roof trusses trying to capture our culprit. Between Charlton and Jonah, the bat was safely captured and released outside. Meanwhile, I was screaming and hiding under a cushion, and Boaz was huddled with his Nana because I scared him with my screaming! lol It was a sight, and Ava’s face says it all.
Ava has also been quite the little missionary herself. A few days ago, she went with her daddy to deliver a large bag full of food to a widow in our community. Charlton is the go-to guy when it comes to widow care. CAM (Christian Aid Ministries) has supplied food packages for widows, as well as a small amount of money to help assist them. We received these parcels from our friends in Kisumu, who work closely with CAM. Charlton’s job is to do a home visit of every widow that is in need of assistances. Then, once he has discerned that they are truly a widow in need of help, he fills out paper work with them, and then gives them this one time love gift. Some of the widows he has visited are in very bad conditions, and we are in talks on how to best help them and support them further.
The physically needs in this area are great. The last few pictures are of a widow that was brought to us last week. She has a great need, her need is not just for food but her feet are infested with jiggers. We will have a local brother in Christ assist Wanda, Charlton, and myself by showing us how to remove jiggers from this woman’s feet.
God is so great, and He truly is taking care of His children through the body of Christ. The amount of love and support we have received is truly awe-inspiring.
“So then neither the one who plants nor the one who waters is anything, but God who causes the growth. Now he who plants and he who waters are one…” 1 Corinthians 3:7-8
With Love and Oneness,