A Video

I hope you’re not tired of Malawi yet… because I love this video put together by the wife of one of my traveling buddies ūüôā


Some Grace

Sometimes grace is leftover muscle relaxers.

Thank You, Lord!  I wish that I were going to acupuncture today, though.


My very social husband

If you know my husband very well, you know that he is anti-social media. ¬†Or at least, he was. ¬†I want you to know that my very {loudly} anti-Facebook/anti-blog husband has embraced the concept of Twitter, a blog, and google+. ¬†He has yet to embrace Facebook in all it’s fullness, though.

I called him from work yesterday just to say hi and see how his day was going when I asked him what he was up to. ¬†He wouldn’t tell me, so naturally, I assumed it was something for my birthday. ¬†It wasn’t. ¬†But he still refused to tell me, saying that he was embarrassed and I’d have to ask him again later when I got home. ¬†I was definitely intrigued and determined not to forget about it, but to bring it up as soon as I got home.

When I finally got home after having dinner with a friend, it was pretty late and so I got ready for bed right away, and then promptly hopped in bed. ¬†At 11:00 I hadn’t fallen asleep yet, but I finally remembered to ask what Andrew had been working on. ¬†He still¬†didn’t want to tell me and was obviously embarrassed, but he eventually grabbed his computer to show me all of his new social networking pages.

I’m so proud. ūüôā

PrayerWalk: A Book Review

The other day I finished reading PrayerWalk: Becoming a Woman of Prayer, Strength, and Discipline¬†by Janet Holm McHenry. ¬†This is a book that is pretty well explained by the title, but tells McHenry’s story about what led her to begin prayerwalking and some helpful suggestions and stories to help others in their prayerwalking journey.

McHenry began prayerwalking to deepen her relationship with Christ as well as to improve her health; and the results were astounding.  She began to see radical changes in her life, the life of her family, and in the lives of her neighbors and friends.  The results were so amazing that she wrote this book to help others begin their journey.

This book was originally published 10+ years ago, but is a topic that is still relevant in our busy lives. ¬†In fact, she has inspired me to give prayerwalking a try! ¬†The way that God has worked in McHenry’s life is undeniable, and she has seen such tremendous growth in her faith that I thought there must be something to this. ¬†Currently I am committing to prayerwalking with my buddy Harrison three days a week (before work). ¬†This means a very early day (and very long) day for me, but I’ve decided that my relationship with Christ is worth it. ¬†Every time (and I’ve only done it for three days!!) that I’ve felt like giving up, I just go back to the book and am just so amazed by the transformation in the author’s life that I get up and walk.

Although this book took me about two months to get through because of travelling and life in general, I would definitely recommend it to a friend. ¬†If you are like me and just have trouble finding the time to focus up and pray, then this might be a good book to read. ¬†The pace of the book is a little slow, but it’s well worth the effort.

Pick up a copy for yourself at amazon.com.

I received this book for free as part of the Blogging for Books program from Multnomah Press.  All opinions are 100% mine.

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Malawi-Day Eleven

Team Summit!

August 8

We have now begun the journey home.  Right now we are on a 2 hour flight from Lilongwe to Johannesburg and they are serving us drinks.  It was a very smooth morning, though we did leave Njewa a little late which ended up being no big deal in the end.


Saying good-bye to Steve, one of our translators, was difficult. ¬†He has been so great and it has been incredible to watch him interact with these kids and their families. ¬†It is so obvious that he loves them so much. ¬†He started to cry as we all said our good-byes; I know that he was so grateful for the work that we had done with the special needs kids. ¬†I don’t remember which COTN staffer it was, but one said that at one point on the trip, they came to understand just how much these children mean to God. ¬†Amazing. ¬†I am so blessed to have been a part of such a wonderful trip that really accomplished something big in a very short time.

I hope that I’ll be able to go back one day, but only if Andrew comes, too. ¬†I just feel like he missed out on so much!

Last night one of our girls got really sick, so Kyle and I both tended to her¬†separately—he with Zofran and me with remedies. ¬†She was still pretty sick this morning; I hope she does okay on the flights!

A Favor

My sister needs your help!  Tracy believes that she has been called to move to France to work with students in Paris through Campus Crusade for Christ, but the cost to get there is huge.  Please, please, pray that the Lord will provide her with the resources to get to Paris.

The following is a letter from her

Dear Friends,

I’m in Chicago on my last morning at briefing, preparing to check out the hotel and head to the airport. I’ll be extremely tired today especially emotionally, because I was awake most of the night, helping one of my best friends prepare to leave for East Asia. Over half of the STINT teams head out to their location immediately after briefing, but Paris is not one of them. Going back to Orlando is not something I’m excited about right now. I want to get to Paris so badly… the sense of urgency to share the Gospel to the French students has been heightened this week.

So here’s the update: I am behind on support, if you didn’t already know that. There are four people on my team: Maggie (team leader), Phil (team leader), Me, and Lydia. Phil and Lydia are at 100% so they will be heading to location on August 26th, on time. Maggie is at 53% and I am at 59%, so we will be staying behind. They have given us until September 12th to get up to 80%, in which our plane tickets will be purchased. I don’t think anyone besides Maggie knows the deep sorrow I felt during last night’s Commissioning service. While they commissioned our team, I begged and pleaded with the Lord to let me go. In doing so, I missed out on the opportunity to pray over my team while they were being commissioned… obviously I need some humility. But it was an amazing night! We have a lot of STINTERS who speak other languages, and there’s nothing more moving than hearing a group of Koreans pray. While we were commissioning the Central Asia team, I had each hand on the shoulder of one Korean young man and one Korean young woman. They faced each other and one prayed in English, and one prayed in Korean. At this point, all 400 STINTERS were praying aloud. But there was no way I could be captivated by any other prayers than these two. I want to pray with the passion and thanksgiving they do.

In order to go, I need to find many more financial ministry partners, who can commit to monthly giving. One breakdown of it, is 20 supporters, giving $100 a month, or smaller amounts with more supporters. This I know seems like an overwhelming amount, but Campus Crusade has time and time again proved to be good stewards of their money, including deciding support amounts. I am not exempt from things like taxes to the US (social security, FICA, etc), fees to France, health insurance, emergency evacuation plans, the exchange rate, and so many other costs that are included in my monthly goal.

The majority of you I am sending this to are already partnering with me financially, so please know how grateful I am for the sacrificing you are making to help me get to France. You get to take part in credit for every student I talk to over there. I cannot do this without you.

What I am asking, is for people to get on their knees and pray. I will get to Paris if we pray. The population of France is over 62,000,000 but only 286,000 are believers. We need to reach the future leaders of our world while they are still in college. This year alone, 400 STINTERS (me included) will go to 37 countries, and 65 cities outside the United States.

I have almost exhausted my list of names, and started calling businesses out of phone books. I will spend every moment I can to talking to people about support, I just need listeners. If you could go through your contacts and forward this email to people you work with, in your small groups, family, people you volunteer with, that could bring in the rest of my support.

I am so grateful to the Lord for the incredible community He has given me. I thank God for YOU!

“May God bless you and keep you. May He make His face shine upon you, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.”

Tracy Brock
Staff Account: 0643733

Malawi-Day Ten

August 7

Today we went to church at a church that was planted by a church from San Diego {Flood Church}, that also has a team here. ¬†It was so funny to drive up and see so many Azungus; I told one of the other team members that I thought we were supposed to be in Malawi. ¬†It’s one of the few area churches with services in English, so it does attract a large white population.

Brianne with her girls

After church we came back to Njewa for a lunch for people who sponsor kids to have time with those sponsored children.  It was so fun to watch everyone have so much fun, although Carly and I stayed in the cabin for a good chunk of it to rest since neither of us sponsor a child through COTN {yet}.  Those kids are just so. dang. cute!!!

Once the kids left for their villages we left to go shopping.  O.M.G.  I do not like bartering!!!  The currency and exchange rate get me so confused that I ended up overpaying for everything.  As soon as the merchants see Azungus roll in, the price automatically takes a steep hike, but of course they act like you are robbing them when you low ball them.

Carly and me. I never should have wandered away from her!

At the end of our outing I was so mad at myself for wandering away from Carly when I heard what she payed for her things. ¬†I got ripped off. ¬†I ended up getting two Noah’s Arks, a mortar and pestle, and a very small drum for Andrew. ¬†I completely forgot to get something for Stephen and Dad, though. ¬†Yikes! ¬†Hopefully I can find something in Johannesburg.

Malawi-Day Nine

August 6

Our trip is winding down now but the emotions are just beginning to peak.  Today we traveled back to Njewa from Lake Malawi and said goodbye to all of the families.

Then sings my soul

Kay (my roommate), Keeley, Katie, and Rebecca (COTN intern) and I woke up early today to watch the sunrise over the lake and it was absolutely breathtaking. ¬†Kay and I were talking about how it felt like we were in Hawaii or Fiji or some other exotic beachy country—it was just gorgeous! ¬†Honestly, I think the most beautiful sunrises and sunsets I have ever seen have been in the amazing country. ¬†The colors are unspoiled by the pollution that usually occurs in the United States. ¬†And in addition to the rising and setting of the sun, I cannot forget about the stars! ¬†I have seen the stars so clearly on this trip; I’m just sad that I haven’t had more time just to sit and admire them.

After the sunrise we got our stuff packed and ready to go and then I went to the business center to check my e-mail and Facebook.  I was able to send Andrew an e-mail and read a few from him which was so nice.  I really miss him and I think that he would have absolutely loved this trip and working with Maliko.

Once I had my e-mails sent I went back over to the group and then it was about time for breakfast. ¬†At breakfast I sat with David (the support team leader), Shelly (program), and Kathy (Sid’s wife). ¬†We had a really great conversation about autism, among other things; it was a really great breakfast.

At some point we all took a big group photo and then we got on the buses. ¬†This time I managed not to sit in back, but (by choice) in a pretty awkward seat behind the front that faced backwards and liked to give way if I didn’t sit all the way back.

It was a very crowded bus

Sitting up toward the front gave Carly and I a really good chance to talk and I really enjoyed it. ¬†About halfway from the lake to Njewa we stopped at a cultural center, but the don’t allow Malawian women in, so we didn’t go in. ¬†I’m really stumped as to why there would be such a stupid rule. ¬†Anyway, at that stop I learned that there was an extra, more roomy seat, on another bus, so I asked one of our translators, Tadala, if she would like to switch because she had been so squished on every ride. ¬†Not surprisingly, she was happy to switch. ¬†ūüôā

While we were stopped, our leaders decided that we might as well eat lunch, so Nicole, Marie, Carly, Brad, and I started making peanut butter sandwiches. ¬†While we were making sandwiches, Nicole noticed a little boy sitting near us that had some open sores on his legs. ¬†She called me over to look at them and I was horrified. ¬†They weren’t oozing pus, but they were covered in flies. ¬†Now, maggots are good for healing, but the child was filthy, and it was very likely that he could get an infection in those conditions. ¬†Thankfully, my wonderful mother-in-law gave me a kit of homeopathic remedies, and one of those remedies was for wounds such as these. ¬†I was able to grab a translator to help me talk to the boy, and then clean and bandage the sores, as well as apply Neosporin and give him the remedy. ¬†I still have no idea how he got those wounds; he never did tell us, but I was able to give him instructions on when to get help. ¬†There were a lot of children around him and us, and a lot of them started asking for bottles—they clean them and then fill them with homemade drinks to sell, as well as ask for food. ¬†Eventually Henry asked us all to get back on the buses so that we could eat and not be so cruel as to eat in front of these very poor children. ¬†We ended up having some extra sandwiches and snacks that Henry passed out, but it was so sad to see these kids fight over a few sandwiches and empty bottles. ¬†As we drove away from that stopping point, I was filled with sadness for those children, and particularly that one little boy. ¬†I just wished that I could follow up with him to make sure his leg would be okay.

On a more uplifting note, Tadala and all of the translators have been so amazing.  They, as well as Henry (COTN manager in Malawi) have stayed up late, gotten up early, and really worked hard to make sure that everyone could communicate.  And Tadala has the most beautiful voice!  Listening to her sing is such a delight.  Henry has probably been the hardest worker of all.  He has worked tirelessly for these families and for us and has been so patient and always willing to help.  We kept the poor guy so busy, but I know that he is so excited about the work that was done.

Also, while we were making lunch we used a newspaper as a “clean” surface and came across an ad that really surprised us. ¬†Apparently Wal-Mart bought out one of the large chain stores in Malawi. ¬†Wally World is everywhere.

Once we got back to Njewa we got everyone unloaded and then handed out school supplies to all of the kids but not before Maliko had a fit of stubbornness. ¬†When we got off of the van he saw one of the girls wheelchairs and decided he wanted it and my jacket. ¬†Well, he refused to go anywhere, started trying to get back on the bus, and also tried to take someone’s pants. ¬†The kid is so strong and it’s impossible for me to do anything when he does that, so I had to send for someone to get his mother, who had walked off. ¬†Once she came we started to make some progress, but then he saw the German Shepherd that lives there and freaked out, so we had to keep the dog out of his line of vision before he would start moving again. ¬†Then we was grumpy and wouldn’t interact with me because I wouldn’t give him his way.

Maliko, me, and Angelina

Maliko is very undisciplined but he and his fits have taught me so much about myself this week, and none of it is good.  I am so selfish and impatient and his fits just highlighted that for me.  But Angelina, his mom, is so kind and patient with him; he is so blessed to have her.

Once the gifts were handed out, all of the Malawians got on their buses to go home. ¬†After Maliko had been there for a few minutes he turned back into his charming self and would wave back and say good-bye and smile. ¬†I gave both Angelina and Maliko a big hug before they left and as Angelina waved from the bus I could see all of the love and thankfulness in her eyes. ¬†We gave her son a few days of nothing but love and fun—and her, too! ¬†Angelina is a little older, probably in her 60s and is more reserved, so it was sometimes difficult to read her, but those few minutes saying good-bye really said it all.

One fun thing for Angelina today was getting her to put her feet in the lake. ¬†Yesterday during beach day she really didn’t even get on the beach except to play some relays, so I really wanted her to experience the water at least a little bit. ¬†so, I took her down to the beach before breakfast and we took our shoes off and then I put my feet in the water. ¬†At first she backed away when the waves came up, but then dipped her toes in. ¬†When I tried to get her to go in a little further, she indicated that it was too cold and that she thought I was crazy. ¬†It was too cute! ¬†It was too bad that Maliko was scared of the water.

Malawi-Day Eight

This was a rough day for me and one that I didn’t get to journal about until coming home, so things have been able to settle out a little more in my head and heart.

August 5

This was a day that started out so wonderfully just because I knew I was not going to have to get back on one of those crowded buses!! ¬†I know that we were all grateful that it would not be a travel day and that we could all just relax and enjoy the lake and our new friends. ¬†Plus, I slept wonderfully. ¬†It really is amazing what a good night’s sleep can do.

Michael, John and Steve delivering Michael's testimony

Breakfast came and went like normal and then we all met outside near the beach to have club. ¬†The kids (and their caregivers) just love it; the program team has done such a great job. ¬†During club we heard Michael Murray’s testimony as well as Gracious’s testimony. ¬†They are each others buddies and they both have cerebral palsy. ¬†Michael works full time at Summit, which the Malawians were astonished to hear, and is such a great guy.

Gracious and Steve

Honestly, I think having Michael on this trip makes¬†the trip. ¬†I don’t think that the families would have understood all that we are trying to say without seeing Michael as a functioning adult who contributes to his family and community. ¬†I am so thankful that he and his whole family were able to come on this trip; God has already used them so tremendously so show these kids and families how much they matter.

Gracious is still in high school, but I know that as a result of this trip he will have the confidence to do great things.

Marie giving her testimony and our translator Esther

After club, the kids and buddies spent time playing on the beach and in the water while we (the support team) took the opportunity to talk with the caregivers again. ¬†Our first session with the caregivers focused on the idea that we are all God’s creation and he loves us and the “special needs” children just the same and that we are all valuable to Him.

The caregivers listening to Marie's testimony

Our second session focused on a firsthand testimony from John and Marie Murray. ¬†They are Michael’s parents and such amazing people. ¬†They have been tremendous advocates for Michael and have made sure that he has a pretty normal life so that he can live up to his full potential. ¬†You could see light bulbs going off in the caregivers eyes as the Murrays talked; it was absolutely amazing.

I did start getting frustrated at one point though, because we were trying to wrap up and one lady in particular kept taking over conversation and getting off topic. ¬†I know that she was just trying to encourage her peers, it’s really just an example of my Western impatience.

After our session with the caregivers we had lunch and then played by the water. ¬†It was really at this point in the day that I started to get really frustrated. ¬†Maliko refused to participate in anything and it was so difficult for me to see all of my team members playing with their kids and having such a great time with them. ¬†I really hadn’t developed any kind of bond with Maliko and was getting very discouraged. ¬†I kept trying to get Maliko involved, but he refused, so instead, his mom started playing the relay games which ended up being a lot of fun for her. ¬†Our team had some of the older kids and so we won most of the games. ¬†Finally when we started playing that game where you put an egg on a spoon and walk around without dropping it, one of the others (I think it was Steve) was able to get Maliko to play. ¬†I was so glad that he finally jumped in, but a little jealous that he would respond to others but not to me.

After the games were over Angelina went to sit on the grass with some of the other ladies and Maliko started watching the others play volleyball. ¬†I wanted to get him involved in some of the fun, whether it was the water or kicking around a soccer ball, but as usual, he refused. ¬†He was scared of the water so I knew that we wouldn’t be able to get close to the lake, so I just tried to get him dancing or doing anything that he would enjoy. ¬†He did start to loosen up a little bit, but then someone used the slingshot to hit him with a water balloon which set off the next cascade of frustrating events.

You see, even though he has poor hygiene habits, Maliko is fastidious when it comes to his clothing. ¬†He hates it when the slightest bit of dirt touches them, so just imagine what happened when he got a small wet spot from a water balloon. ¬†Actually, it wasn’t bad at first. ¬†He just brushed it off and then kept motioning to his pants to me, but I couldn’t figure out what he was saying. ¬†I thought that he might want his pants untucked from his socks, but that wasn’t it. ¬†Finally he got fed up with me not understanding so he took me by the hand and led me off of the beach and up to the hotel. ¬†It was then that I realized he was trying to get back to his room, but I didn’t have a key or the slightest clue as to why he wanted to go there so I started to tell him no and to try to stop him from walking off by himself. ¬†He started to get mad and I was getting frustrated when one of the hotel employees came to my rescue. ¬†He was able to translate for me and then sent someone to get Angelina. ¬†When she finally got there I was so stressed out but she motioned that she wanted me to walk with them back to the room, so I followed just trying to keep the tears from falling down my face. ¬†When we got to the room I really did not want to participate so I communicated that I would meet them back at the lake in a few minutes.

I walked away and back up to my room where I allowed myself to lose it for about 10 seconds before telling myself that I was not in Malawi for myself, but to make sure that these kids had a good time and understood how valuable they are to the Lord. ¬†It worked to stop the tears but I was still frustrated so I ended up walking over to Nicole and Brianne’s room to talk for a few minutes. ¬†Nicole was in a similar boat with her buddy, who is autistic. ¬†She was having a difficult time with not having bonded with him either, and was just emotionally exhausted. ¬†She and Bri were so encouraging and just what I needed at that moment. ¬†After our chat, I was able to walk back down to the beach and try again with Maliko—though still about as successfully as before.

At about 5 we were all dismissed to our rooms for some quiet time and to refresh ourselves before dinner.  I used the time to rest and then grabbed a few minutes on the internet at the business center so that I could e-mail Andrew.  I missed him so badly that day.  I knew that he would have loved working with these children and families, and that he would probably do a much better job than me.  I really wanted a hug, too.

Dinner came and went like usual and then we had club.  We had to do club a little differently that night because we were pressed for time so we took the caregivers to meet with them separately while the kids met for club.  Our discussion that night was about specific medical conditions that the children had and questions the caregivers had related to those conditions.  The doctor that came with us, Kyle, did most of the talking and he did a really good job.  It was so amazing to see one mom come to understand why her son had epilepsy; it was absolutely incredible.

The picture frame Maliko made with a picture of the three of us

While we were having a discussion with the caregivers the kids had a time of sharing. ¬†I really wish that we could have been a part of it because I saw some of the videos and they were so wonderful. ¬†Also, Maliko did something totally uncharacteristic! ¬†He got up on stage and started leading the others in “Up, up, Jesus! ¬†Down, down, Devil!” ¬†He also did some dancing and other really cute things. ¬†Kay (my roommate) taped it and I’m so glad because it absolutely filled my heart with joy.

I went from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other that day; at one point I wanted to go home and never come back, but by the end of the day, I could see how God was moving in the lives of these children and their caregivers and I was so grateful to be a part of it.  Now I definitely want to go back!

At the end of the night, Kay and I decided to stay up since it was our last night of the retreat so that we could play cards with some others. ¬†Well, before I joined the rest of the group I decided to catch up on some journalling, but I ended up doing some back and forth upstairs and down delivering some remedies and medications as well. ¬†When I finally headed downstairs to join the group, Samantha and Katie who needed to borrow my converter. ¬†Well, I was tired of going back and forth so I just handed them the key and then joined the others to play cards. ¬†After about 10 minutes the girls still hadn’t come back and I started to get curious about what was going on, so I started going back upstairs. ¬†Well, I saw that our light was on so I yelled up, “What’s going on in there?” ¬†Then I heard them running out of the room and giggling. ¬†I turned the corner and walked in and saw this:

Oh, those girls!

Malawi-Day Seven

August 4

I am exhausted and don’t have the best of attitudes right now. ¬†I am feeling (and often acting) very selfishly. ¬†I can’t wait to go home and I feel like I’m never going to want to participate in a trip like this again.


On the other hand, these families are being given the trip of a lifetime. ¬†We went on safari today (which almost didn’t happen) and watching Angelina’s face was priceless. ¬†Maliko had a good time, too, but I don’t think he was paying as much attention. ¬†We saw lots of impala and warthogs, many (many) baboons, and water bucks. ¬†But the highlight for me was seeing the elephants.

Hippos and crocs!

There¬†was a small family of elephants by the river that we watched for about ten minutes, and there was a (sorta) little calf that was so cute! ¬†At one point, one of the elephants started to take down a tree. ¬†It was so amazing to see them in their natural environment and not at Disney. ¬†Only a few hundred yards from the elephants were hippos, which were only a few hundred feet away from crocodiles! ¬†The park also had a fenced off area that contained rhinos, zebras, and leopards. ¬†Apparently those animals are new to the park and they wait until they have reproduced enough to be sustainable before releasing them to the rest of the park. ¬†I wish that we could have seen them, though. ¬†Also, they have about five lions but they weren’t visible today. ¬†Apparently it’s rare to see them.

Seriously, the most beautiful sunrises are in Malawi.

We got up early again this morning and saw a gorgeous sunrise, and then headed of to the safari after breakfast. ¬†Originally (well, not really, but because of changing plans), only Malawians were going to go on safari today and Azungus would stay behind because the safari company didn’t think they could¬†accommodate¬†all of us (there were around 70). ¬†Thankfully, everyone was able to go and we were done at a reasonable time and able to get on the road again to go to Lake Malawi quickly. ¬†But the road to and from the safari—oh that road!!! ¬†It is so awful!!!¬† Constant bouncing and bumping for 16 km in a van with 19 people squished together; everyone was so sore afterward and our van went over the road four terrible times between last night and today. ¬†No one really complained, the kids were good, and no one got sick. ¬†We did do a lot of singing to keep our spirits up.

We made it to Lake Malawi this afternoon and it was absolutely amazing to see Angelina and Maliko’s faces when the caught first sight. ¬†They were so excited! ¬†Many of the families, Angelina and Maliko included, have never left their village before, so that has opened a whole new world for them! ¬†Some of the kids (and adults) had never used a toilet before and listening to Kay talk about how she had to show her sponsored child how to use it was eye opening. ¬†Also, a large number of the families have really awful hygiene habits; i.e. no showers, no handwashing, no brushing teeth, etc. ¬†I know it’s not their fault, they just don’t have access to water in their homes, a toilet, or even regular access to soap. ¬†I can’t imagine what they are feeling right now.

Sunset at our beautiful hotel

When we got to the hotel (beautiful, by the way) we got everyone settled in and then met for club. ¬†Our translator, Tadala, was so excited when she got to volunteer for a game; I tried to get a picture for her but my camera didn’t take. ūüė¶ ¬†I think Maliko was so tired that he wasn’t feeling up to participating. ¬†He tends to be a bump on a log when we do things as a big group. ¬†Afterward we went to dinner.

Mealtimes can be a little frustrating. ¬†The villagers have a tendency to pile their plates to the sky and then there’s no food (or rather, very little) for the rest of us. ¬†It’s largely a cultural thing because at home in the villages they don’t know when their next meal will be, so they eat as much as they can when they have the opportunity. ¬†I just don’t think that they understand that we are not going to let them go hungry while they are with us and that they can slow down… we’re hungry, too! ¬†A few people have tried to explain that they don’t need to take quite so much, but it hasn’t really seemed to help.

After dinner the kids did an activity while the support team talked to the parents. ¬†It was good, but, God forgive me, I was so tired and grumpy that I just didn’t want to be there. ¬†I haven’t slept well since leaving home, so I really hope that I get some good zzzz’s tonight.