Sitting here on the banks of the Zambezi River watching the mist rise in the distance from Victoria Falls, completely in awe that we’re actually here! It has been quite the journey getting back to the place where we feel led to live and serve. We’ve been here in Africa now 6 days, finally getting over the jet lag and feeling a bit situated. Of course, how situated can one feel when the language is completely unknown and the local people are still strangers. I guess the situated I speak of for now is learning the money (the exchange rate, the different colors of the bills, etc), learning simple “hello and how are you” in Nyanja (the language used in town for business), learning our way around the house and re-connecting with new and old friends, whom we will be serving beside. Missy and Jeremiah, our friends that we met in South Africa have especially been a blessing. We live with them at the house in Livingstone and they have been so generous with showing us around and teaching us so much about town and the work we are apart of. We left so many wonderful and dear friends in the states, so having Missy and Jer here has been a true God-send.
We had our first day in the village on Saturday. It was exciting and scary to me all at the same time. Excited for the possibilities of those we would meet and be serving, and scared that we wouldn’t be accepted and wouldn’t know how to relate to the Zambian people. Once we arrived, we got a tour around the land and the progress of our awesome team who have been faithfully serving there for some time now. There is an Orphan Home built to house a handful of orphans and a widow who will care for them, a garden and chicken coup (still needing to be filled with chickens), a meeting area with a thatched roof and benches, and a beautiful tree house (courtesy of Luke Martin-great job Luke!). The people were all very welcoming, especially the children, of course. They were the ones who sat down with us to help us learn some Tokaleya terms (one of the main native languages of the villages here). We also had the awesome opportunity to be canoed out on the Zambezi River by a few of the older boys to watch them fish. It was scary at first because we knew of the ever-present crocodiles and hippos who live in the Zambezi and the boat was made out of a carved out tree trunk with holes. Hmm.. .This doesn’t seem like one of the most safe ideas! ….So… we got into the boats, and were taken to the middle of river to a sand barge to watch the boys fish for tiger fish. Just ahead of us was a view of Zimbabwe. I stood there on the sand barge and thanked the Lord that we were there. Such a journey, such a new life, but such joy and reward in the obedience. Baby steps. We’ve only been here 6 days, but it’s been a wonderful.
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