tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51940249557987232232024-02-19T08:24:00.647-08:00Michelle in AfricaTwo years ago I decided to move into the center of a Malawian Village. Join me in the ebs and flows of living with and wrestling with the realities of poverty and inner struggles of the heart in the mids of it all.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-43322463887439481832012-03-15T04:13:00.001-07:002012-03-15T04:13:45.655-07:00Progress on the pig cage<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqM_XfhvZSRRWXvAQdMqblPAnd1JxLrJCGPh_Vzx8NlKPik4TtCYY87HAs60-4qa-WAITk0neWqBNpth7VstslfL0_tGtttbNFcSg4K9E2G-PhGNxxhxzw1c8vdKLAJKFOkVZWd_z8FIY/s640/blogger-image--10733633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqM_XfhvZSRRWXvAQdMqblPAnd1JxLrJCGPh_Vzx8NlKPik4TtCYY87HAs60-4qa-WAITk0neWqBNpth7VstslfL0_tGtttbNFcSg4K9E2G-PhGNxxhxzw1c8vdKLAJKFOkVZWd_z8FIY/s640/blogger-image--10733633.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfY_hAY9KLyPamgI9zhkyk-Iw-RQc8u47Cf04SWKyQadOkzjJNH7zqfX2m63tNU5y9VPwamJ8N5cdr_EYhcSINRd7Z4JfaR3Z0XtUlxNaLh4ws654DncFXdJ8fZmCC-Uv11wo_uBf21tQ/s640/blogger-image--1952054664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfY_hAY9KLyPamgI9zhkyk-Iw-RQc8u47Cf04SWKyQadOkzjJNH7zqfX2m63tNU5y9VPwamJ8N5cdr_EYhcSINRd7Z4JfaR3Z0XtUlxNaLh4ws654DncFXdJ8fZmCC-Uv11wo_uBf21tQ/s640/blogger-image--1952054664.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuAlaEfHOs6Y1W1rAcsvfCT5pW5TmzmKMGRSrJcLJD6u7Yrkx1EM-wZMtYZCHy8MoLnHtcQelOB1IYxNz-HspdAg_rDwumYhyphenhyphenmuanB9Lmq32LrQHs0Lvd1DB7TYqLkVlALsgfVbtfuvM/s640/blogger-image--2089474883.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiuAlaEfHOs6Y1W1rAcsvfCT5pW5TmzmKMGRSrJcLJD6u7Yrkx1EM-wZMtYZCHy8MoLnHtcQelOB1IYxNz-HspdAg_rDwumYhyphenhyphenmuanB9Lmq32LrQHs0Lvd1DB7TYqLkVlALsgfVbtfuvM/s640/blogger-image--2089474883.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUJmVv7hk4A62bQlk1cwLp0pl3js6Vp5y0s9bF-KZbFmK66XBi0LZqd36DTw_gcVTZKi95bfeEnrZvpZs4FaG8BvJ11Om7iZkUi3al2gyRfr4ny922HyjS9O1UeAvrEawGKAYEVfPu3g/s640/blogger-image--607138852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUJmVv7hk4A62bQlk1cwLp0pl3js6Vp5y0s9bF-KZbFmK66XBi0LZqd36DTw_gcVTZKi95bfeEnrZvpZs4FaG8BvJ11Om7iZkUi3al2gyRfr4ny922HyjS9O1UeAvrEawGKAYEVfPu3g/s640/blogger-image--607138852.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-56875426658049616672012-03-15T04:07:00.001-07:002012-03-15T04:07:56.171-07:00New faces at the training centerSince we are ministering to women it seemed only fitting that we a a few more cleaver females to the center. So in the pig department we have added Charlotte the future mother of many. Then we have my mom's latest granddaughter Sparky a German Shepard puppy who we hope will grow up to be our strongest watch dog. I'm hoping that I will be able to trainer her to respond to commands which the other dogs do not do. Apparently what I thought would be a great laying hen has turned out to be a rooster, so we will have to find a friend for him, but meanwhile he is keeping the pig company while we build a cage for the pig.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvlbl_hjomNnYQZKRWHX8v5To8v0bq1M20iyxZ6175cGpWE5Uuh0cRmHZyEl9C5yzbJbeE9jIklYIivabmpl7Gi361QPDKt9b__RUSqC6GX4XpWIhSRmautFpHxJqQgKjBTM2UZG7ShU/s640/blogger-image--165159066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwvlbl_hjomNnYQZKRWHX8v5To8v0bq1M20iyxZ6175cGpWE5Uuh0cRmHZyEl9C5yzbJbeE9jIklYIivabmpl7Gi361QPDKt9b__RUSqC6GX4XpWIhSRmautFpHxJqQgKjBTM2UZG7ShU/s640/blogger-image--165159066.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-icpgGSvza-6AKmrvQmIAjXJiuJZUw2QYbNQjPgh6UJ9WlXLh98e5ruesmzGRBTawXCjE6_-EuIerxLmIZft79Tuvrr0yS0viCJ235YEjbYhyphenhyphenqakNyDX0PPevS9l-_HZPHC-9d0uzpRs/s640/blogger-image--1918773567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-icpgGSvza-6AKmrvQmIAjXJiuJZUw2QYbNQjPgh6UJ9WlXLh98e5ruesmzGRBTawXCjE6_-EuIerxLmIZft79Tuvrr0yS0viCJ235YEjbYhyphenhyphenqakNyDX0PPevS9l-_HZPHC-9d0uzpRs/s640/blogger-image--1918773567.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwUtZ5QBQ1RFJDnajRVKktcQVVDx0OjU_iUyDJBn9OQ_mWNLZcslHV0nTH_Yz4rXupBHm_4aWgjdxVrO6bk2e36_KUWkwtwcn7KSHNgbX9TYRIvOyuQiKI8xmxrgqfkRLOIN0TJx1h1Q/s640/blogger-image--979174358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUwUtZ5QBQ1RFJDnajRVKktcQVVDx0OjU_iUyDJBn9OQ_mWNLZcslHV0nTH_Yz4rXupBHm_4aWgjdxVrO6bk2e36_KUWkwtwcn7KSHNgbX9TYRIvOyuQiKI8xmxrgqfkRLOIN0TJx1h1Q/s640/blogger-image--979174358.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-78863575072135819302012-03-15T03:39:00.001-07:002012-03-15T03:39:31.117-07:00Little Birdies in my WindowsHere's a few of the little birdies in my windows. The windows are reflective outside so the birds love to come and talk to themselves or perhaps they are at war with themselves . I'm not sure which but either way they give us a lot of joy and enjoyment, some even have a few dances that they do and that proves entertaining as well.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8gTb_psBW7h6aY1icqGjFWLCvXQ-Q9zdJVMlThZCnTKNR_hYK0G-4zHXQHR4xo-kJ6I0Mr1H3rmWzSyPiqOSPm6qcWSlUUsT_tDRiG1syUEP2V18s5o9M6BvUMuvqxRRv0ZNWwieKD1k/s640/blogger-image--1330546586.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8gTb_psBW7h6aY1icqGjFWLCvXQ-Q9zdJVMlThZCnTKNR_hYK0G-4zHXQHR4xo-kJ6I0Mr1H3rmWzSyPiqOSPm6qcWSlUUsT_tDRiG1syUEP2V18s5o9M6BvUMuvqxRRv0ZNWwieKD1k/s640/blogger-image--1330546586.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwaqEt1ILzC95s2P345LMSt-3CfUBms-AzPTBjqWv2pSJsZgwW8KlO6T7-E7dF4cAPDCU41Nx8pzAHxP0rFJC7VY-wQZU2qFCCs4wNHDturGHpkczcCeAy12tx9jsyQseNVfutRsWQ8M/s640/blogger-image--56602092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZwaqEt1ILzC95s2P345LMSt-3CfUBms-AzPTBjqWv2pSJsZgwW8KlO6T7-E7dF4cAPDCU41Nx8pzAHxP0rFJC7VY-wQZU2qFCCs4wNHDturGHpkczcCeAy12tx9jsyQseNVfutRsWQ8M/s640/blogger-image--56602092.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONmk2G89e46aT8U5iC2Osm5Crg5-lw-_ZXJJQdWbKIQ_ZTJ8XUSHoYpOxOLxoTkWvemxx8NhvOu_g5DlV4J1HN1deknoJW6A2geSVVlSMdVA4U0cHwom_hj0r5NTUegi9sfuv2cFJ7n4/s640/blogger-image--1945614892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhONmk2G89e46aT8U5iC2Osm5Crg5-lw-_ZXJJQdWbKIQ_ZTJ8XUSHoYpOxOLxoTkWvemxx8NhvOu_g5DlV4J1HN1deknoJW6A2geSVVlSMdVA4U0cHwom_hj0r5NTUegi9sfuv2cFJ7n4/s640/blogger-image--1945614892.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-6212650663411663712012-03-15T03:28:00.001-07:002012-03-15T03:28:05.649-07:00Working on Home GardensYesterday's lesson was on water management. 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Talked about the the potential these women have and the fact that they are all very cleaver. I told them that if they put their minds to it they can do anything. <br />
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We gave each women a bag of bean seeds and stems they can plant for a good crop of sweet potatoes. Both products were given for ground preparation so that when other things are planted the ground will be a bit dug up and will have been fed with nitrogen from the planting of beans.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNa5bumEmMdY52fiNLaJFerfu5QlHsAfUFOvneAtb01xFldgv6Tbe9AP_UvV8-5F1RYhE_7gZ3pdQvPr6NsnQJrtqyVqVc9oCaLJSA4yRKhXAYXiMf8h3rzbG0UU3atiOn_AUCGrCScMY/s640/blogger-image-476603629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNa5bumEmMdY52fiNLaJFerfu5QlHsAfUFOvneAtb01xFldgv6Tbe9AP_UvV8-5F1RYhE_7gZ3pdQvPr6NsnQJrtqyVqVc9oCaLJSA4yRKhXAYXiMf8h3rzbG0UU3atiOn_AUCGrCScMY/s640/blogger-image-476603629.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-39398074910274119072012-03-03T09:29:00.001-08:002012-03-03T09:29:32.947-08:00A visit to COTNIs Chitipi VillageIt has been a few months since Mom and I have been out to Chitipi to see the children and I have heard they moved all the Little-ones there and Tellina my friend is the new mom for all of them. Tellina has the house all cleaned up and the furniture has been recovered so the home is quite nice.<br />
We arrived at the house and I could hear the Children calling out that Auntie Michelle has come. They didn't see that Grandma was with me, but once they did they were even more excited.<br />
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The Children walked us in the house and we held the babies and loved on the other kids as well. One little boy brought a Christmas card that was sent to him from his sponsoring family and asked grandma to read it to him. Of course Mom read it to him but he wanted it read over and over again. The kids were all wanting to sit and talk with him. I took a group out to look at the farm to see what they were growing . We walked by a bee hive but fortunate ly we has walked by it before I realized what it was and told the children to walk fast. I didn't have my epi pen. which was not bright on my part, but a good warning of what not to forget again. All in all, it was a nice visit which left me very proud of Tellina for the way she is managing the home.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-66737148883024861372012-02-21T08:50:00.001-08:002012-02-21T08:50:11.713-08:00Starting a Prayer TeaToday we are starting a prayer tea. As was the case in Liberia during the war, it was the prayer of the women that changed the nation. I believe it will be the prayers and empowering of the women of Malawi that will change this nation. So pray with us that this small group of pastors wives and women leaders will be the kindling from which a mighty fire of God will be started.<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdFFLnSNyCblTFOa1mV1I_aGnFgvJAv5fCLNkkPYRyCLxCJ_9UV2WlpXsPdv0ol66S-FiKrCXsoNf_LrQgeNi9G9mvURB8MgzN6nV4hJW-Pq_bhi61tNBY8jjlvd0cshVtwgsrqAqpaA/s640/blogger-image--1566323488.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWdFFLnSNyCblTFOa1mV1I_aGnFgvJAv5fCLNkkPYRyCLxCJ_9UV2WlpXsPdv0ol66S-FiKrCXsoNf_LrQgeNi9G9mvURB8MgzN6nV4hJW-Pq_bhi61tNBY8jjlvd0cshVtwgsrqAqpaA/s640/blogger-image--1566323488.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlRiEh7o_gZRSGTWRgkEVMdfTRbp-nTic7Nx77wtT97qleWJxzu6bHZxOvqduHMQnir3sVwlK7g7-c6i74M9Q3XdBXNNPREa2KOr1OmPTWjRZnnD5kUD3o20sHcMokl-ppbkOou_i-VU/s640/blogger-image-912032254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlRiEh7o_gZRSGTWRgkEVMdfTRbp-nTic7Nx77wtT97qleWJxzu6bHZxOvqduHMQnir3sVwlK7g7-c6i74M9Q3XdBXNNPREa2KOr1OmPTWjRZnnD5kUD3o20sHcMokl-ppbkOou_i-VU/s640/blogger-image-912032254.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-19093219870846681892012-02-19T07:48:00.001-08:002012-02-19T07:48:25.784-08:00Praying for waterFriday I thought it might be wise to bring our problems to the Lord. So we prayed and asked the Lord for water. Then I went and tried to rent a water pump. We wrestled with the pump for hours but it never was able to pump the water from the deep well. I finally gave up and took the pump back. With in an hour of our return home it began to poor down rain. We were able to fill our reservoirs with water. I got a very clear message from the Lord: "Ask me and then wait and see what I will do. I don't need your help."<br />
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Because of hard rains and electrical storms which lit up the sky, we lost all power yesterday afternoon. It has been about 18 hours but the power is back. For how long, no one really knows. The power is very unstable so I have gotten serge protectors in hopes of saving my appliances . The training center is beautiful , rich with all kinds of food plants and we look forward to starting classes next week. Birds and butterflies of all sorts of colors and sizes flutter about. life has returned to what was once a baren plot of land. My prayer is that the whole village will catch the vision and move forward in self sustenance. Pray that the women will be encouraged and be empowered.<br />
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MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-91217297095974781182012-02-19T07:47:00.001-08:002012-02-19T07:47:53.843-08:00How rain causes power shortages!It's Sunday and we have had no power all day. We started the day cooking on the coal pot and now it looks like it will end in the same fashion. Yesterday we had a torrential rain in the afternoon which apparently knocked down several power line poles. I'm guessing the dirt around the poles became so saturated with water that the poles just slid out of the holes and somehow damaged the lines. I called the power company and they said we might get power tonight.<br />
Sometimes I wonder if life is easier if you don't have any of the modern convenience , not really but the inconvenience and frustrations of not having something is character refining at times. Pray for strength as we face these challenges on a daily basis.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-42852958694742602952012-02-16T10:33:00.001-08:002012-02-16T21:02:41.810-08:00Doctor ClarkIt's 7pm,raining cats and dogs, lightening fills the sky and I'm called to check on a lady I know. Word has it she has a head ache and can't walk. The combination sounds like it could be cerebral malaria so I didn't want to chance it without checking her out. When I got out of the car to walk down the high grass, mud puddled path the rains were at their peak, I was hot so didn't mind getting wet but was a bit afraid of the lightening. My friend decided she wouldn't die during the night and would like to wait until morning . Her eyes looked ok so I decided she could wait . We drove back home and I was thankful that I didn't have to spend the evening in the hospital. I still haven 't gotten over jet lag. Mom was in bed by 7pm. Now it's my turn .MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-77841342248737839442012-01-28T10:59:00.001-08:002012-01-28T10:59:50.243-08:00<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxRrF-PrJktpNEu-_O6fELDjiBV6VepLtElbUu_ofL0pfMA13phF2nehBk77jBkU8sdtgW45sCJFRShQiRsBmhRw-RNNCnI6UO-wdDXeMROlgD6jFFGU3ceo9whCz4leJ2ZhbdxSExu6g/s640/blogger-image-1701818094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxRrF-PrJktpNEu-_O6fELDjiBV6VepLtElbUu_ofL0pfMA13phF2nehBk77jBkU8sdtgW45sCJFRShQiRsBmhRw-RNNCnI6UO-wdDXeMROlgD6jFFGU3ceo9whCz4leJ2ZhbdxSExu6g/s640/blogger-image-1701818094.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-61284698630314820852012-01-28T10:57:00.001-08:002012-01-28T10:57:42.135-08:00The departure dateI will be leaving Seattle on February 8th and arriving in Malawi on the 10th. Mean while we are frozen in here on the Island on and off. I am excited to go home and my families in Malawi are happy to have us come. MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-49473677826747273132012-01-03T12:25:00.001-08:002012-01-03T12:25:41.662-08:00<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvbUhfYXHzjtvgUc3GfDyZL4o0WmkE2Az0zst8wnlD6cOZh5LVFSWz3IBFXzRD-PRN8Sw4waFhFMO1aLowwfFGW4RHZaQ8BAv1vuwk3ou_0Hf4n16ir2KMMcAIMqwIYWnXlr0YqyruZw/s640/blogger-image--393292088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCvbUhfYXHzjtvgUc3GfDyZL4o0WmkE2Az0zst8wnlD6cOZh5LVFSWz3IBFXzRD-PRN8Sw4waFhFMO1aLowwfFGW4RHZaQ8BAv1vuwk3ou_0Hf4n16ir2KMMcAIMqwIYWnXlr0YqyruZw/s640/blogger-image--393292088.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfnP2s7YyzcF38WONvTJDnwZUDmKGD1hN9LXjzKgamr6Z_FDUEr76u7macagKZEiluAh_DXTz_wkXvOgnv6kdHYFxACDc3BB0RLiKVZMlHKRaNFI-xu5DGaT00m3h0O7xXUomm_opKTPQ/s640/blogger-image--258332285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfnP2s7YyzcF38WONvTJDnwZUDmKGD1hN9LXjzKgamr6Z_FDUEr76u7macagKZEiluAh_DXTz_wkXvOgnv6kdHYFxACDc3BB0RLiKVZMlHKRaNFI-xu5DGaT00m3h0O7xXUomm_opKTPQ/s640/blogger-image--258332285.jpg" /></a></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-41417817711085722662012-01-01T13:27:00.001-08:002012-01-01T13:27:55.595-08:00Happy New Year 2012I'm cleaning out my mom's storage space. It's amazing what gets stored just because we think some day we might use it or we just aren't sure what to do with it in the first place. I'm sure our mind, and bodies are the same way. <br />
I was on a walk with a friend of my sisters and she told me last year she and her husband made 60,000 dollars more than this year and although year they aren't doing as much as they did , they are still well fed, clothed and live in a comfortable house. <br />
She said no matter how much they make it never seems like enough.and imagine the women I'm working with make less than a dollar a day. No it is not all relative either. <br />
I find myself wondering how they do it. How can they keep going in such suffering. I know that they have gained new hope in the classes I have for them, so I hope and pray that it won't be long before we can gather together again and sing and learn. I'm home sick and every day I cry out:"I want to go home, Lord I want to go home" PRAY that the finances come in so we can go back soon. I just need 465 dollars a month pledged and we can go, without those fund I will have very little to use for the women.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-23789652060861013812011-04-14T21:41:00.000-07:002011-04-14T22:03:58.591-07:00Permaculture training and trip to see the farmFor the past two months the ladies class has been having Permaculture instruction. I will post some pictures of a planning lesson we had here in my drive way and another lesson we had on how to design your gardens and plan your living spaces. Planning is something strange in and of it self. So it was fun to see the ladies talk through where to put things. Each item took a major discussion, but in the end they all got a general idea. Over the course of the past few weeks I have take small groups of women out to see the teachers farm. His name is Biswick, which is father told me is short for Busy Working. Biswick has given these ladies hour of instructions but they had yet to see the actual result of what happens if you do the work. Because maise is a major food here he flet it was important for me to bring the ladies out to his farm before all the maise had been picked and it was critical for him to bring it in soon. Therefore for rather than small groups of ladies we decided to bring them all out at one time. There were about 25 ladies who still hadn't seen the farm. We rented a two ton truck and piled all the ladies in it. Then drove slowly to the sight. The ladies sang the whole way and it was beautiful. Once we got there we devided the ladies into two groups and Biswick took them on the tour. His brother did the other tour as he is also studying permaculture. Biswick comes from a Godly home which as it turns out is an added plus. While the ladies had their tours I wondered around to see if there wasn't anything I had missed on previous visits and then sat down with his mother and sister and helped depod beans, maise and popcorn. It was a lot of fun and the ladies were thrilled by what they had seen. They came back excited about planting trees and starting their farms. My friend told me that for a Malawian to be excited about planting a fruit tree is a big thing and Biswick gave them each a tree to bring home so they were excited. After piling back into the truck they sang all the way home. What was even my encouraging is they also sang as they walk home. You could tell that they walked away with hope in their hearts dreaming of a new future where they would have food growing year round. Fresh fruits and Vegetables.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-78634116267528542822011-03-29T21:38:00.000-07:002011-03-29T22:24:15.094-07:00Sauna or License Renewal officeOn my way into town I was stopped by the police which by the way is a sometimes daily occurance. I knew my licence was about ready to expire but had forgotten until I saw the cops on the road. Lucky for me I had one more day to go to the office and have it renewed. So after I did my errands I drove to the Renewal office and parked in line for a car inspection. It was almost eleven so I knew my time was short. I walked into the inspection office and asked what I needed to do, partly because I had forgotten and partly because I figured if you play dumb they are more likely to help you get through the misery of the job at hand. The men told me and half guided me to the office and line I needed to be standing in. Mind you there were 6 lines and 80 or more people standing in those lines inside a room that was about ten by ten feet. The fan in the room is broken, I was in the line closest to the door so at least there was some hot fresh air coming througth the door. After a thirty minute wait, It was my turn. I waited patiently because it keeps your blood pressure down and there were already 40 men moaning, groaning and complaining not to mention yelling in the room. Apon receiving a piece of paper they sent me to the bank,which had air -con. I'm not sure how long I waited there but it wasn't long enough to cool me off. I was sent back to the first room to stand in another line. This time I was as far back in the room as you could get. It was steaming there, but there was a glass seperating the waiters and the workers. That glass had two holes in them at each station. The workers had air con, so there was some cold air coming out of the two holes. I tried to get as close to the window as I could in hopes of getting some air. Before I said a word,the man behind the window looked at me and said you need to be patient madam. To which I replied : Thats eazy for you to say sitting in Air Con. He laughed and somehow gave me mercy. I put my hand in the lower window and fanned the hole in the upper circle to get more of the air out of his room into my room. After about 20 minutes he gave me my paper. But it was time for lunch everyone in the cool room left and the "Sauna" emptied out. I knew I needed to get this done but lunch is lunch and no man works during lunch. Besides by that time I was ringing wet and tired of hot have air and listening to all the angry people. So I decided to go home and perhaps come back early in the morning. On my way home my friend called and said the guest I was expecting weren't coming, so I planned on returning to the "Sauna" after lunch. At about two I returned and took my paper to the car inspector. There was a wait there too, so I decided to turn on the radio. It was a good African Station so I listened and tapped on the drivers wheel as if it was a drumb. The guys around smiled and enjoyed the music with me. Suddenly the inspector came and started his work. He was shouting commands and I was doing my best to follow, but finally he said if you would turn your radio off it would be eazier for us to work. Of course, by this time there were 20 men all standing around watching the inspector and I and I got the giggles. Why are you laughing? he said. I told him I felt like this was a tv show so all the men slowly turned as though they hadn't been intertained watching as I tried to follow his instructions. He sent me off to buy reflectors which I think was more to give him time to have my papers ready. Now back to the Sauna I went. My guy was gone, but after a few minutes returned. A man came in the room and started yelling in my ear. I asked him why and everyone laughed . Stupid woman . He said. Then another guy was fanning himself and I asked him if he would fan a little faster. He wasn't pleased. At anyrate finally the papers were done and so was my sauna. Apon handing me the papers the man said: See you next year and smiled. It was a long painful day, but all in all it pays not to get argry and just to take it as it comes, sauna and all.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-6243844643889772582011-03-20T11:31:00.000-07:002011-03-20T11:42:11.823-07:00Showers and a FuneralOn the possitive side. We have Hot Water thanks to Scott Emerson an MK from Liberia days. Scott came for dinner and before we fed him, in the thirty minutes he had before sun down he climbed up on the roof of the house and hooked up the electrical wire so we could have hot water. Now to figure out how to get the solar part working.<br /><br />A student at ABC contracted Malaria and in less than five days he was dead. I felt so bad for his family, but he's a fortunate guy.<br /><br /> We are up on the news in both Libya and Japan. Mom and I took flowers to the Japanese embassy to express our sorrow. We met both the Ambassador and his Assistant. They had a book for expressing your condolances so mom wrote a message in Japanese and I in english. We were the only two who had come in to show sympathy. I must say Malawi looks better every day when looking at the rest of the world. Thanks for your prayers for us here.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-47554542693034277812011-03-20T11:29:00.000-07:002011-03-20T11:31:02.298-07:00Ladies in Class<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7T8AXoHClilYh0FSqr294ZV8kUDzhbm1gIRKH_8Sy23fp-7gtjyRm-Rmmv__rAEQ9sFcOHUArZkwnUaxxauhXQN3qtrwXq2eTCKCp3jmoyYz23nd3bx08knZwK_QG7NtFf3svMoll-1I/s1600/Off+Camera+277.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586231103155483602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7T8AXoHClilYh0FSqr294ZV8kUDzhbm1gIRKH_8Sy23fp-7gtjyRm-Rmmv__rAEQ9sFcOHUArZkwnUaxxauhXQN3qtrwXq2eTCKCp3jmoyYz23nd3bx08knZwK_QG7NtFf3svMoll-1I/s320/Off+Camera+277.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnOvhU6hevbcySr3JOgnhWhTXclXCPTW_sot0Z8h-Ob2qsBbl2XGaoxH7oxbX2OyhcxkofJzd3EZdG_hB_J1MZRsSfyhXoP2vrrQ5XLysVDjUTgz2EQC1_S03Sbs2yFc9JKYJ4PRr3xs/s1600/Off+Camera+281.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586231098615390898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEnOvhU6hevbcySr3JOgnhWhTXclXCPTW_sot0Z8h-Ob2qsBbl2XGaoxH7oxbX2OyhcxkofJzd3EZdG_hB_J1MZRsSfyhXoP2vrrQ5XLysVDjUTgz2EQC1_S03Sbs2yFc9JKYJ4PRr3xs/s320/Off+Camera+281.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-60434731169564051052011-03-01T09:26:00.000-08:002011-03-01T10:02:30.323-08:00When looking for Snakes don't Jump at FrogsThis morning the ladies were digging in a broken brick pile and I heard some noise about snakes. I thought they had killed one and his skin was there in the heap. But in fact they had just seen it slip down a hole and they were looking for it as they picked broken bricks which we call <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Maduga</span> off the pile. I was afraid for them because you never know if you find one if there will be more in the same pile. So there I was leaning toward them with my head and shoulders with my feet and legs trying to move away from the whole <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">scene</span>. As one of the ladies pulled one of the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">bricks</span> back with her shovel I saw a reptile and jumped back squirming and flapping my arms like a helpless baby chick. While my head know it was a frog my body was saying snake and thus the antics. Everyone <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">laughed</span> at me. They know I want to save frogs because they eat <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Mosquitoes</span> but they were taken a back by my antic. Anyway I left and had to take mom to her class. <br /><br />I quickly dropped her at <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">COTNI</span> and then drove to town. As soon as I got out of the car I noticed a guy with one leg, his other leg was curled up into a ball. That was a normal sight, but what caught my eye was a nasty burn he had on his crutch arm. That's the arm he uses to move around with. Anyway it was oozing and looked painful. I asked someone to ask him what had happened and he said it was a burn. Anyway I took him to the hospital to have it looked at. The doctor put him on <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">medications</span> and had the nurse wrap it up. We paid a the bill and then took him back to where he sells pictures to make money. The crippled guys all used to just beg on the street, now they are trying to make a living by selling pictures.<br /><br />After Picking up my mom, we went home and they said they had killed the snake. The left it where it was and tip toed over toward it to see it from about 10 yards. I'm not to keen on snakes. later that afternoon the dogs found it and started to bark and then they tipped toed up to see it. I just plane didn't want him or her around dead or alive so I asked one of the men to move it to a better home or burial ground. Wearing gloves and boots he got a stick and hung it off the stick <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">caring</span> out the gate. I pray that snake is the first and the last. They say snakes don't like smelly plants so guess what <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> going to look for.<br /><br />Well folks, I've taken my malaria pill and sat up long enough for it to sink to the bottom of my stomach. They tend to burn holes on the way down if they don't get to the stomach so you have to wait until they make it there. Now for the fun part. Sleep. Sleep packed with crazy dreams that is. Which is a side affect of the drug. <br /><br />Its raining so that means it will be a fresh and cool night.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-64038756319359986482011-02-06T08:33:00.000-08:002011-02-06T08:44:37.957-08:00Keep on Praying for DorthyWe have had four classes with the Ladies. Everyone seems excited to be in class and learning. This week we had over sixty ladies in class. We pray that as they come they will learn about the goodness of the Lord. <br /><br />Please continue to Pray for Dorthy. Her flag is still flying so we know that she hasn't stepped back at all . Each day she continues to come to Bible study and hear the words of the Lord. Tomorrow we will take a look at Noah and Job and see why God called them the most righteous men . Both had remarkable faith and walked with God in spite of the circumstances that beset them. We are all called as believers to walk by faith and not by sight. Sometimes thats a very tricky thing for all of us to do. By faith we will pray that Dorthy will come to know Jesus and that Satan will be throw out of her life. <br /><br />Everything is incredably beautiful here now. Such green. wish it was always this green and lush. I will try to post more pictures, but have had some tech problems with my camera and computer. Blessings, MichelleMichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-81498508194378568252011-01-31T09:40:00.000-08:002011-01-31T09:53:57.529-08:00Next stepSaturday I went into the village to take some pictures. I visited with several groups of women and at the last home while I was talking with the women, I notice one of the children was lisless and asked her mother what was wrong. The mother said she had Malaria. I could see she couldn't wait till monday to get meds so I called a doctor and took her into the hospital. It was pouring down rain, we both got drenched . I had to go find the sleeping guard so we could go out of the gate and she had to go to get her daughter out of the house. It was raining buckets and the dirt roads were turned into muddy rivers. Once we made it to the main road, even thought it was paved it to was one big river. I felt like my Rav 4 was a speed boat we spayed water all over the place as we went. The hospital gave the girl medicine and this morning when I went into the village to check on her both mother and daughter were walking to the clinic. The little girls fever was gone and she looked good. Thank Jesus a life was saved from Malaria. You get to see the pictures I took on my walk and this precious little one gets to live another day. Sunday morning another mother and Child was at my door for the same reason and we did the trip again. One child, one happy mother at a time. Thankyou Jesus So far this week we have not seen any children dye of Malaria. It's a blessing not to have a funeral this week.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-42242648279632246552011-01-31T09:35:00.000-08:002011-01-31T09:40:09.579-08:00One step at a time.First of all, an update on Dorthy. Yesterday I found out that Dorthy has worked as a witch doctor. All the while she thought she was doing go and that the spirit she has been working with was a spirit from God. Today in Devotions we talked about testing the spirits in I John. She now sees that this is a false spirit, so keep praying. One step at a time. I think she want to do what is right. May God trasform her life.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-79839368402640929942011-01-29T22:10:00.001-08:002011-01-29T22:17:01.079-08:00Saturday Evenings Walk in the Village<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhisB5xhHsZK2LuLSxai8KhDMagWKFxeXVPS9shafA9WbZm-xt9_tly58m2fMjPTdo6zeTX0DDnpxDo-utlDQu71_CwWKKYUr7dMGe4dbBDTAaWGTwMEunGKsOTNBYKD1x5ElQDe-q1xA/s1600/january+29+village+007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567858782700303538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhisB5xhHsZK2LuLSxai8KhDMagWKFxeXVPS9shafA9WbZm-xt9_tly58m2fMjPTdo6zeTX0DDnpxDo-utlDQu71_CwWKKYUr7dMGe4dbBDTAaWGTwMEunGKsOTNBYKD1x5ElQDe-q1xA/s320/january+29+village+007.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieg1OSK6K7593lYuW9k6vKE54fK79hkqiJuQr4PfWaaCohG44YkaLU3ApzQcZGqkZi10ZPKp-fw1_Fb7LkOnCHc_migQeTeipQcS45XN61QH0IuuCtoNu1DrmXHal7ZgHTidxDI70d1Lw/s1600/january+29+village+011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567858780203827090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieg1OSK6K7593lYuW9k6vKE54fK79hkqiJuQr4PfWaaCohG44YkaLU3ApzQcZGqkZi10ZPKp-fw1_Fb7LkOnCHc_migQeTeipQcS45XN61QH0IuuCtoNu1DrmXHal7ZgHTidxDI70d1Lw/s320/january+29+village+011.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsnfG5YqrHKQ_mnp2pizmitL0-Cw8srp79XXafSW_ZX3TEtWlR-CyyEouke3t3kB-0Skt_cL3OB3Su307Vv26SebIsSP8ybKyowho2tTxRZcPFARRogyYX6Ct9S17cgdpPBgDV1yxKi4/s1600/january+29+village+004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567858775330163698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsnfG5YqrHKQ_mnp2pizmitL0-Cw8srp79XXafSW_ZX3TEtWlR-CyyEouke3t3kB-0Skt_cL3OB3Su307Vv26SebIsSP8ybKyowho2tTxRZcPFARRogyYX6Ct9S17cgdpPBgDV1yxKi4/s320/january+29+village+004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWjGxMPBJ2J4KHH1Ryib27Q0mCjttM6cwTBhgxFltotCi66Muo4G4NieGMzLBv6C2c2wyNleMZKsQJnzIdDtCrviGI80QIfIUAXFimva3bIcuYhLWqp_YHSTc0RvXnocJndBpGUJXbbHI/s1600/january+29+village+002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567858773444535970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWjGxMPBJ2J4KHH1Ryib27Q0mCjttM6cwTBhgxFltotCi66Muo4G4NieGMzLBv6C2c2wyNleMZKsQJnzIdDtCrviGI80QIfIUAXFimva3bIcuYhLWqp_YHSTc0RvXnocJndBpGUJXbbHI/s320/january+29+village+002.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDq8O28ViHk-SPThIT58nP7kQC-Q_dZfqJYqSTEn6TJxmloybyr_Hdt5i7g6_XuJxG-aMc3iqco2TtP22PSKn9SbL2UBBC8_P5xPr1Qn9eSunNTmjrutiNHTAByqu_oCdLkxOfj1Dlxs/s1600/january+29+village+001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567858765810625810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDq8O28ViHk-SPThIT58nP7kQC-Q_dZfqJYqSTEn6TJxmloybyr_Hdt5i7g6_XuJxG-aMc3iqco2TtP22PSKn9SbL2UBBC8_P5xPr1Qn9eSunNTmjrutiNHTAByqu_oCdLkxOfj1Dlxs/s320/january+29+village+001.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-70518000252254808862011-01-24T21:21:00.000-08:002011-01-24T21:37:48.957-08:00Back home in Malawi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjum-Aq86AaQBc4HMmDO2wRvFEnQyuekqZR40zY-Zd5bkq409L_05OpBo1HGg0eAUvU0XBxZ7LEWtXv3xnzMLIyvjDJ_B_qeWQgBIEqTfnxMGERDGfJVzDpEWoMvWLFvDXFeIhyphenhyphenHS-QtAQ/s1600/visit+to+states+and+Canada+088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565993362538468018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjum-Aq86AaQBc4HMmDO2wRvFEnQyuekqZR40zY-Zd5bkq409L_05OpBo1HGg0eAUvU0XBxZ7LEWtXv3xnzMLIyvjDJ_B_qeWQgBIEqTfnxMGERDGfJVzDpEWoMvWLFvDXFeIhyphenhyphenHS-QtAQ/s320/visit+to+states+and+Canada+088.JPG" /></a><br />We have arrived back home in Malawi. As the sun rose this morning so did the little hummingbird like birds. The maze is growing in the fields. The country is a beautiful lush green. This is always a happy time of year. As I walked down to the village I noticed a white flag flying above the house of one of my workers. It seemed a bit precarious but no more so than Sunday morning's drum beat. The drums beat all day long. In the past three years there has there never been a time when drums were beating constantly all day long on Sunday. It reminded me a lot of growing up in Liberia in the Bush. At any rate I began to ask questions only to find out that Dorothy one of my workers has declared herself a traditional healer. I'm still doing research to find out what exactly that means. She says she belongs to a church called Zion which works with herbs. I have several people checking into exactly what her belief system is at present. Prior to this she has declared herself a Baptist but I also know that she has a lot of knowledge concerning the herbs that have medicinal value. It's my desire to try to work with her and help her understand how while medicine has a value it also has its limitations and it is God who we call on when man's knowledge falls short. Please pray for Dorothy and asked that God would open her mind and help her to understand his great love and power.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-63430984773809731022010-12-23T11:06:00.000-08:002010-12-23T11:23:15.115-08:00Merry ChristmasTis the season to be Greatful. Oh how blessed we are. Thank you Lord for giving your life for us. Thank you for coming to the lowest of Low. Would we think anything if you were to come today? Would anyone fight to get to know you or brag about being your friend? Would we make T shirts with your name on it. Your word says how we treat the lowest of these is how we treat you. I'm constantly challenged by that. Lord help me to be humble to love as you would love to give as you would give.<br /><br />Merry Christmas!!!MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5194024955798723223.post-10158500649762972972010-12-05T13:50:00.000-08:002010-12-05T14:06:32.534-08:00Looking for Oppertunities a ChristmasWalking around the mall for exercise because it is far to cold to be walking outside, I met three <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Isreali</span> young men who are selling salt from the dead sea and lotions from there as well. These guys are friendly young men who came to the USA to make some money and be on an adventure. <br /><br />I haven't bought anything from them but every time <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> in the mall I stop and chat with them. Yesterday I found out that Mount Carmel is engulfed in flames. Did you hear that on the news? Well neither did I, but now I know and I'm concerned for my new friends families that live near there. i want to have these guys for Christmas eve or something. They need Jesus and it would be cool if this trip to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">America</span> to sell lotion and salts, brought them to a relationship with Jesus there savior who came from there home. Sometimes we need to be moved to another land, far from those we love to see what's in front of out face. <br /><br />An update on Mia Ministry, Mom and I went to a church brunch yesterday and shared the Bucket list. Lets be in prayer about how we can reach out and touch those around us this Christmas season. Ask God to take you to someone who needs Him today. The best gift we can give Him is to bring a lost one home as the Father is waiting with open arms to recieve each one.MichelleinAfricahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04831022115806902004noreply@blogger.com0