Sunday = The Lord's day
This morning started out a little different then what we previously
planned. It was cloudy and cool all day with a temperture around the high
50s...sure felt like home. Because of the number of visits and the limited
hours of daylight in the Swaziland winter season, both Erin and Shannon had
to make their last child visits this morning before church. We all arrived at the evangelical mission church and were greeted by many
friendly faces and heard beautiful soulful singing as we walked up the
steps toward the sanctuary... after singing Erin shared with the
congregation how much we as Columbia Ridge loved and prayed for their
community. Each of us was asked to stand up and introduce ourselves as a
child of God. That was one of my highlights. After a great message from Dr.
Mamba, the team met with the pastors and elders of the church and we prayed
over the struggles in the community and that the church would like to help
with. We all specifically prayed for you too church! We then went back to our car to find that we had our another flat tire.
(Second one this trip) I am not going to say it was no inconvienience
because we had plans to go see a chronically ill paitient. However, God had
a different plan that we may not totally understand. We ended up cancelling
our visit, and Bongi had to drive all the way to Mbabane after lunch with a
flat tire. My theory is this....our days have been so jam packed with visits, playing
with kids, learning about new projects, etc. I think God allowed for us
today to have a true Sabbath day, a day to rest and reflect. How many days
can you honestly say that you have time to sit, meditate, read share
without any distractions or tasks that need to be done? When do you have
time to stop and listen to what God has to tell you? I fully believe this
Sabbath was a gift from God and I know each of us benefited by journaling,
reading and even catching some zzz's. And now we are eagerly waiting for what is to come tomorrow for what looks
like a very full day. (Posted by Esther)
This morning started out a little different then what we previously
planned. It was cloudy and cool all day with a temperture around the high
50s...sure felt like home. Because of the number of visits and the limited
hours of daylight in the Swaziland winter season, both Erin and Shannon had
to make their last child visits this morning before church. We all arrived at the evangelical mission church and were greeted by many
friendly faces and heard beautiful soulful singing as we walked up the
steps toward the sanctuary... after singing Erin shared with the
congregation how much we as Columbia Ridge loved and prayed for their
community. Each of us was asked to stand up and introduce ourselves as a
child of God. That was one of my highlights. After a great message from Dr.
Mamba, the team met with the pastors and elders of the church and we prayed
over the struggles in the community and that the church would like to help
with. We all specifically prayed for you too church! We then went back to our car to find that we had our another flat tire.
(Second one this trip) I am not going to say it was no inconvienience
because we had plans to go see a chronically ill paitient. However, God had
a different plan that we may not totally understand. We ended up cancelling
our visit, and Bongi had to drive all the way to Mbabane after lunch with a
flat tire. My theory is this....our days have been so jam packed with visits, playing
with kids, learning about new projects, etc. I think God allowed for us
today to have a true Sabbath day, a day to rest and reflect. How many days
can you honestly say that you have time to sit, meditate, read share
without any distractions or tasks that need to be done? When do you have
time to stop and listen to what God has to tell you? I fully believe this
Sabbath was a gift from God and I know each of us benefited by journaling,
reading and even catching some zzz's. And now we are eagerly waiting for what is to come tomorrow for what looks
like a very full day. (Posted by Esther)
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