Tuesday, September 9, 2008

in Texas

I am in Texas with my cousins and havin fun. I have been to too many doctors but still have more to go to.

During this visit to Texas I have found out that I will always be deaf in my left ear and that stinks, I do hear pretty good out of my right ear so that is good. At first I was told I would have to wear a hearing aid in my right ear but then it was decided that I wouldn't, it would just increase noise and I don't need that. What I hate is that I stumble around some, the doctor for balance problems said that I would get better with therapy and training. She is a great doctor she ordered daddy to play soccer with me everyday and to get a wii fit YES! I was also told that I need to take Karate or Tae Kwan Do (hmmm not sure if they have that in Malawi or not)

I still get scared sometimes in public places but my parents are letting me get out and deal with it. My cool cousin Redonia is going to take me to a concert. I will take my specially made ear plugs that are made to help me with loud noises and water incase the noise gets too scary. If you talk to me out in public please look right at me so I can read your lips, that helps me a lot.

I have got lots of cards in the mail (and some money yippee). Thanks to everybody that has prayed for me. I still don't really understand how I could be well one day and deaf the next, that still scares me and the thought of going back to Africa really scares me. I know we are going back but I am scared.

Right now I am having fun with my all of my cousins and even went to laser tag with my cousin Gentry.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

My Prayer

I'm going to put up a prayer that I prayed at the South/Central Africa Subregional Conference on Saturday the 19th of July. My mom was doing a promotion for children's ministry in Africa. At the end I prayed this prayer for the 93,745,000 children in our area of Africa.

Hear my prayer today for the 93,745,000 children in southern Africa. I may be young but if you will place your anointing on me I will do my best to reach and influence as many children as I can. But oh Lord 93,745,000 is way more than I can reach alone. Please place a burden on someone's heart for the children of southern Africa.

I know You desire to give them a future and a hope. You Word does not lie and it says that the promise of the Holy Ghost is for the children as well. Forgive me for the times that I have missed opportunities. I dedicate myself to this mission.

I would love to impact this world and with your help and forgiveness, I will start trying to impact my world by reaching one child at time.

Lord, today I ask that You will protect the hurting children of Africa. Let somebody help them to understand that You love them.

Thank You for giving me this chance to be a part of Your church and thank You for my parents that have passed on to me their strong burden for the children of Africa.

In Jesus Name,

Friday, May 23, 2008

too busy

You see I have just returned from the road trip that would never end, I'm taking care of a rabbit named Ping, 2 puppies named Champ and Harare, and my parents named Tremayne and Vicki or Daddy and Momma that just don't leave too much time. Well, it does leave time for a few games on xbox 360 and tomorrow a 4-wheeler ride with my daddy.

See ya next week!

Sunday, April 27, 2008

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The Climb/New Hobby

So, my dad and I have just got into this totally  new and cool hobby.  It is called geocaching.  It is really like treasure hunting but way cooler.  You have to have a gps.  You can read up on it at www.geocaching.com   We went this past weekend and climbed Mt. Soche and hid a cache there.  When we go to Zimbabwe in a few weeks we are planning on taking our gps with us and hunt some caches in Zim.

So, the climb was wild.  Daddy said it would take about 1 hour to climb.  Well, he was way off.  It took us 2 1/3 hours to get to the top.  We did see monkey's, monkey hunters and what I will call human mountain goats.  (don't ask, well maybe ask and I'll tell you)  

The 1st hour was good, trail was hard but at least it was a trail.  Then we got into this high grass, like 6 ft tall grass, really.  We lost the trail somewhere about then.  So, now we are stuck in the rain forest like area.  We just kept climbing and climbing, hoping that we would find the trail. Then about this point we hit a dead end.  Going back would be too dangerous, going forward was seemingly impossible.  

Now, here comes the human mountain goats.  A group of 4 boys (14 and younger) who could speak a hint of English showed us a way out.  Not an easy way out mind you but a way out of the rain forest all the same.  At this point we were very, very close to the top.  And very, VERY tired.  

We climb a bit farther and finally was within about 50 to 100 yrds to the top.  We asked the human mountain goats if they knew a better trail down.  Their exact response and I quote "Oh yes, good trail, that way"  (as they were pointing up).  We are thinking it must be on the other side of the mountain.  We climbed until you couldn't climb anymore.  

Finally,  I said "mdika funa ta peta cunyumba" ( I want to go home).  So they say "OH, OK, that way" (pointing down)  On our way down we hide the geocache, record the coordinates, take a break, think we are dying, then keep on going.

The first 500 to 600 yrds was very steep but a grassy trail.  We passed some woman lumberjacks (yeah, they were chopping down trees)  when they would get the logs ready then they would throw/roll/send them down the trail.  Yep, the same trail we had to go down to get home.  We make it through that, amazingly, then a 75 degree angle slick dirt drop off is facing us.  The only thing to do is get down on my sit down and go with the flow.  We made through that, somehow.

Then it was an easy trail down to the bottom.  Only problem was we went up one trail (you remember the one we got lost on) and we went down another.  So, we walked a mile through this village.  We are tired from defeating Mt. Soche, we walk along and people are calling out "mzungu" (white person, white person) 

Undoubtably the best part of the trip is still ahead.  Only 1/2 mile to go through this village.  A local musician with his own PA system is hosting a whole village welcome party.  Now, this is taking place right on the path through the village, the whole village is enjoying the music and dance.  I'm thinking they were all a bit drunk by now.  We think we are past the mob of 200 people.  The singer stops in the middle of the song and says "Mzungu luku ndirandiran" (white person welcome)  Probably not the time to enjoy a party so we wave and keep going.

Just as I think I can't walk any more there comes my mother to pick us up.  Ahh, with a glass of iced tea and fresh homemade chocolate cookies.   

Dirty clothes, backpack, and aching legs and other parts - the trip was over!  

Come back to see me soon.  Oh yeah go look at all of our pictures  

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Sunday school in Malawi

This is my first ever blog so bear with me here. 

As an MK you see and hear a lot of really cool stuff. As an MK you get to do amazing things, and when we are either teaching or watching our parents teach something we have no clue just how much we are effecting people.
Last Sunday 13th of April I taught Sunday School at a village church, and had NO idea it was the first ever SS lesson taught at that church! 
The children asked me to ask my mother to ask the pastor there to give them a teacher.  Out of the over 300 churches in Malawi I am sure they are not the only church that does not have SS. My mother has handed down SS to me as she has a burden for the ministers wives here. Will you please pray with me and for me as I try to teach SS in Malawi