Today we traveled to one of the under-resourced centers to do my fire safety lesson. I pretty much have the story memorized and the games perfected at this point. Samantha got to give out more teddy bears today which is always exciting to witness.
After the lesson, we stopped on the way home to eat lunch together at Steers. On the way there, I had a major break through in the realization of why this fast food place was named Steers (because of the cow, burgers, etc). You learn something new each day! Anywho, this one particular Steers is slightly different than all the others that I have seen in South Africa. Although they all have the same food, this Steers is located over one of the highways in a bridge-like fashion. This simply means that as you enjoy your lunch, you get to watch all of the cars pass by while hoping that the foundation and structure of the building is safe and sturdy.
After lunch, we traveled to Macro, which is similar to our Sam's Club in the U.S. Debbie and Lonnie go to Macro each month to stock up on rice, beans, samp, etc., for the four under resourced centers that they are involved with. Through these school centers, small children and the kids that arrive after school are able to be fed two meals each day. They feed about 270 kids in total. It was an incredible experience to be a part of as without Debbie & Lonnie and their Abba's Pride organization, many of these kids would not be eating one prepared meal a day, much less two.
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For the past few weeks, I've been blogging about being faithful and obedient to God through the good and bad times in life. I've been sharing with you my thoughts and feelings about trusting in God when things don't go your way and having peace in knowing that God's plan is much better than our own.
Well, God decided today that he would test my philosophy on the matter. I can talk the talk but he wants to see if I can walk the walk. Challenge accepted.
Since high school, I have thoroughly prepared myself as an applicant for the Diagnostic Medical Sonography program at TCC. I have taken all the required classes, maintained exceptional grades, excelled in a medical background, interviewed and even wrote an impressive eight page research paper. However, I found out today that I did not get accepted into the program.
Although I was put on the "alternative list", so did eight other applicants who were also included in the email notification. Upon applying to the program, I knew that it was competitive. When I say competitive, I mean that out of the 250 people that apply, they only accept 15 individuals. However, I was well prepared and I had been banking on being accepted for the past few months. In saying that, I was devastated after reading the email. I felt as if all of my hard work and all that I had done in preparing was pointless and a waste of time. As I cried to Dalene and then again with my mom via FaceTime, I had a moment of grief and disappointment.
BUT, in the midst of my frustration with myself that I should've done this better, or studied harder for that, a revelation occurred within me.
I wholeheartedly believe that in life, disappointment will occur. Bad things are bound to happen. It's inevitable. But, in those times of despair and displeasure, it's the way that you handle the situation that matters the most. It's not about how many times you fall or stumble but rather how graceful you get back up.
I realized that this is a perfect example of how God tests us in our faith. As I have been busy blogging about finding hope when one door closes that another will open, I was still semi-confident that this particular door would remain open for me. Now that it is slowly closing, I have no choice but to live by the words that I inspirationally wrote for my blog readers. Now, I am truly, without a doubt, content in knowing that it just wasn't right for me and God has something better in mind. In the meantime, I look forward to growing in my faith. I look forward to the upcoming trials and tests that God has in store for me. I will handle them with grace and an unfailing trust that God's plan for me will be far better than my own.
For God knows the plans he has for me. Plans to prosper me and not to harm me. Plans to give me a hope and a future.
xoxo
Taylor
Thursday, July 31, 2014
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Day #43
Today was quite a busy day. We started off this morning at Wallmansthall. The kids were so excited about decorating the room and having bright and colorful pictures hung on their walls. After decorating, I brought out the toys that were bought for them. This was a terrible idea on my part because I then had to wait about 30 minutes before trying to start the lesson. They were thrilled! It was so heartwarming to see their faces light up with joy. Wallmansthall has a special place in my heart after living there for a week and working with these children who remember me each time I visit.
After they calmed down, I started my lesson on fire safety. I was at first apprehensive on how it would go as this is a newly developed center and is more like a day care than school. However, they did such a great job and I was so proud of the teachers for their involvement as well. I also had one other helper today, Samantha.
Samantha is seven years old and also from Virginia. Samantha and her dad traveled here on Monday for a very special cause. Last year, Samantha decided that she wanted to make teddy bears to give to the kids in South Africa. This week, she is here with her 100 hand made teddy bears to distribute to the different under-resourced centers. What a beautiful moment it is to watch this brave and determined seven year old pass out her teddy bears to all of the kids!
After Wallmansthall, Debbie and Lonnie took us to our second location for the day. However, I had never been to this place before. On the way there, she explained that this particular place was a children's home rather than a school center. Here, kids that were once abandoned are taken care of until new families are found for them. When we got there, my heart immediately melted right there in my chest cavity. I first met a five year old girl who was a stroke victim at a very young age. She was SO beautiful and I was content just holding her hand and rolling the ball around.
Then, I met a sweet baby boy. He is four months old and first arrived at this children's home at just 10 days old after being abandoned. I immediately fell in love with this adorable baby boy. Because I have not held a baby since I last saw my nephew, I was dying to spend some quality time with him. As I fed him, he was so busy and curious of all that was around him and couldn't focus on drinking his bottle. In my efforts to get him settled, I started to gently sway him while singing to him Drake's favorite song, This Old Man. He drank his entire bottle. I can't fathom how anyone would be willing to give up that precious child.
My passion and love for kids seems to grow more and more with each passing day.
xoxo
Taylor
After they calmed down, I started my lesson on fire safety. I was at first apprehensive on how it would go as this is a newly developed center and is more like a day care than school. However, they did such a great job and I was so proud of the teachers for their involvement as well. I also had one other helper today, Samantha.
Samantha is seven years old and also from Virginia. Samantha and her dad traveled here on Monday for a very special cause. Last year, Samantha decided that she wanted to make teddy bears to give to the kids in South Africa. This week, she is here with her 100 hand made teddy bears to distribute to the different under-resourced centers. What a beautiful moment it is to watch this brave and determined seven year old pass out her teddy bears to all of the kids!
After Wallmansthall, Debbie and Lonnie took us to our second location for the day. However, I had never been to this place before. On the way there, she explained that this particular place was a children's home rather than a school center. Here, kids that were once abandoned are taken care of until new families are found for them. When we got there, my heart immediately melted right there in my chest cavity. I first met a five year old girl who was a stroke victim at a very young age. She was SO beautiful and I was content just holding her hand and rolling the ball around.
Then, I met a sweet baby boy. He is four months old and first arrived at this children's home at just 10 days old after being abandoned. I immediately fell in love with this adorable baby boy. Because I have not held a baby since I last saw my nephew, I was dying to spend some quality time with him. As I fed him, he was so busy and curious of all that was around him and couldn't focus on drinking his bottle. In my efforts to get him settled, I started to gently sway him while singing to him Drake's favorite song, This Old Man. He drank his entire bottle. I can't fathom how anyone would be willing to give up that precious child.
My passion and love for kids seems to grow more and more with each passing day.
xoxo
Taylor
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Tuesday, July 29, 2014
Day #42
My lesson today on fire safety was a success. Not to toot my own horn or anything. The kids absolutely loved the centers and it was such a satisfying feeling to know that all of my hard work was worthwhile. The kids got to do a craft, play with fire trucks, hear a story, and even wear fire helmets (plastic ones of course).
For me, the highlight of the day was something that may seem rather simple to some people. At one of the centers, the kids had different fire related puzzles to put together. For some, this concept of putting together pieces to make a big picture was new and unfamiliar. To be able to show a child for the very first time how to put together a puzzle and then see the child understand and do it by themselves was monumental for me. My heart was overwhelmed with happiness throughout the entire day.
After working for the first half of the day, I went for milkshakes with one of my friends from Eastside, Lauren. What an inspiration she is to me. It was such a joy to get to know her better as we chatted and confided in one another. She is such a beautiful person both inside and out.
Tomorrow, I will deliver some of the toys and wall decorations to the under-resourced center in Wallmansthall. I will also teach the same lesson on fire safety that I did today.
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Over the past few days, I’ve been quite saddened by the
realization that my time in South Africa is nearly over. As I ponder the
amazing friends that I have made and the work that I have been a part of, my heart
is heavy to know that I will soon return to reality in Virginia. Don’t get me
wrong, I sincerely miss my friends and family and I could not be more excited to
get my hands on my nephew. However, although I have family and friends to look forward to seeing at home, I have family and friends that I will soon leave behind here.
I have been dwelling lately on what is coming to an end rather that what is merely beginning.
For the past few days I have been in constant conflict
within myself. In the midst of the pity party that I have been throwing for
myself, I realized that I must focus on the positive rather than the negative. Just because I’m
leaving South Africa does not mean that my friendships will be destroyed or
fade away. Just because I’m going home does not mean that I will forget about
the love I have for the Reyburn’s and the extraordinary impact they have had on
me during the past 6 weeks. Just because I’m leaving South Africa does not mean that I will
never have the opportunity to come back.
Tonight, as I accompanied Lauren at her cell group (bible
study group), I was surrounded by genuine friends. As we spent time together
and shared LOTS of laughter, time stood still to me and I had clarity in my
despair. Although this small chapter of being in Africa is coming to an end, I
am hopeful for the next chapter and the chapters to come in the future. The
love I have for South Africa, Eastside and the many friends I have made while
here is a love that I will cherish and hold close to my heart forever.
So as I type through my tears tonight, I realize that I am
so ridiculously blessed. Not only did God bless me with the opportunity to come
to Africa, he blessed me with remarkable people to experience the journey with
me.
So as these last 10 days pass by, I will rejoice in their occurrence rather than fret that they are over.
I will look forward to seeing my nephew crawl and celebrating his 1st birthday. I will look forward to hugging my mom, dad and my beautiful sister. I will look forward to being able to see all of my family members that are so eager for me to come home. I will look forward to thousands of slumber parties to make up for lost time with my friends. I will look forward to preaching to the congregation at my church and seeing my SS class. I will look forward to sweet tea and all my favorite American foods. I will look forward to driving my car on the RIGHT side of the road. I will look forward to my bed & Mr. Deer. I'll even look forward to going back to work and seeing all of my coworkers and my precious residents. Most importantly, I will look forward to what God has in store for me next.
This is not the end but merely the beginning of God's great plans for me.
xoxo
Taylor
Taylor
Monday, July 28, 2014
Day #40-41
I taught my first Sunday school lesson at Eastside yesterday. I had about 30 kids in the 3rd-5th grade class. We did a lesson on the laundry room and it's comparison to God's way of cleansing us (Jesus blood shed for us, forgiveness) just as we clean our clothes in the washing machine, etc. I had three different interactive games, and it was quite satisfying hearing the kids say "We want the American to teach us every Sunday" after the lesson. For the rest of the day, I caught up on my sleep before the evening service.
Today, Debbie and I were extremely productive in preparation for this week. For the first part of the day we went shopping! When first fundraising for my trip to South Africa, my church and community went above and beyond my expectations of supporting me. Not only was my trip covered, I had quite a bit of money to pay for vaccinations and spending money. However, before leaving I decided that I wanted to put the majority of that extra money to good use while I was here in South Africa. Although I wasn't sure where it would go, I knew I would find some worthy causes during my stay. In saying that, I have already been busy finding ways to passionately give back.
Today, I was able to do just that. When shopping, I had the opportunity to stock up on toys, school supplies, alphabet carpets, small tables and chairs and even pieces of wall decorations for the under resourced centers. In the midst of shopping I became so anxious and excited. Having visited each of the resource centers and even becoming attached to some of the kids, I have become invested. I was constantly throwing stuff in the cart as we walked down each isle. I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to be a part of making an impact in these small communities. I can not wait to distribute all that we bought today to the centers later this week. I am so blessed to be the vessel between giver and receiver. Thank you to all the donors for what you have done in making this trip possible.
After shopping, Debbie and I were busy printing, laminating, cutting, organizing and prepping for my lesson on fire safety for tomorrow. I am now completely finished and ready to teach at the first of four centers tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!
Two more weeks and I will be back in America!
xoxo
Taylor
Pictures:
Top 2- Clothes line scripture game that we played on Sunday
Last 3- Some of the items purchased today
Today, Debbie and I were extremely productive in preparation for this week. For the first part of the day we went shopping! When first fundraising for my trip to South Africa, my church and community went above and beyond my expectations of supporting me. Not only was my trip covered, I had quite a bit of money to pay for vaccinations and spending money. However, before leaving I decided that I wanted to put the majority of that extra money to good use while I was here in South Africa. Although I wasn't sure where it would go, I knew I would find some worthy causes during my stay. In saying that, I have already been busy finding ways to passionately give back.
Today, I was able to do just that. When shopping, I had the opportunity to stock up on toys, school supplies, alphabet carpets, small tables and chairs and even pieces of wall decorations for the under resourced centers. In the midst of shopping I became so anxious and excited. Having visited each of the resource centers and even becoming attached to some of the kids, I have become invested. I was constantly throwing stuff in the cart as we walked down each isle. I am so thankful to have had the opportunity to be a part of making an impact in these small communities. I can not wait to distribute all that we bought today to the centers later this week. I am so blessed to be the vessel between giver and receiver. Thank you to all the donors for what you have done in making this trip possible.
After shopping, Debbie and I were busy printing, laminating, cutting, organizing and prepping for my lesson on fire safety for tomorrow. I am now completely finished and ready to teach at the first of four centers tomorrow morning. Wish me luck!
Two more weeks and I will be back in America!
xoxo
Taylor
Pictures:
Top 2- Clothes line scripture game that we played on Sunday
Last 3- Some of the items purchased today
Saturday, July 26, 2014
Day #39
Today was quite a busy day. We traveled to several different places while touring Johannesburg.
We first went to a coffee shop called "Bean There" (how clever). We all enjoyed cappuccinos before starting out on all of our planned festivities. After finishing our coffee, we then went to the Carton Center to the top of the tallest building in Africa. From here, we got a 360 degree view of all of Johannesburg which was pretty amazing.
Immediately following, we drove to Neighbourgoods, a local food market that is known for great food, drinks, items you can buy, etc. Although I was quite overwhelmed by the enormous crowd of people, I thoroughly enjoyed just walking around, sightseeing and the food of course! After lunch, we walked a few blocks down the road to Constitution Hill. Here, we took a tour of the Constitutional Court, as well as, the old prisons of South Africa where Nelson Mandela was once kept. On the tour, we got to go inside the cells, read quotes from past inmates and even hear interesting facts about Nelson Mandela and his stay at the prison. It was extremely interesting to hear about the history of South Africa and learn about the living conditions of the prison that once housed thousands of inmates
Soon after our tour we traveled to a Melrose Arch to the Fire and Ice hotel. At the hotel, we all ordered one of their famous milkshakes. They had around 20 different flavors to choose from, mine was delicious!
After finishing our milkshakes, we walked around a bit and then traveled to Monte Casino for dinner. Monte Casino is a HUGE mall/casino will tons of nice restaurants to eat at as well. When we first walked into the building, I was mesmerized by the view. It was set up to look as though we were walking down town. It almost reminded me of Busch Gardens. Then, in the midst of my gazing at the ceiling, Tammy (Mark's wife) informed me that the view of the beautiful sky was merely a painting. They then laughed hysterically at how utterly amazed I was by how cool the ceilings were.
We ate at one of Tammy & Mark's favorite restaurants, Donnatella's. I ordered a chicken something or other. However, although at first nervous of trying something new, it was well worth the risk.
Now, I am finishing up my Sunday school lesson for tomorrow before heading to bed. I am exhausted to say the least.
P.S. The driving in Pretoria is mild compared to Joburg!
xoxo
Taylor
Friday, July 25, 2014
Day #38
I worked with Robyn at the church today. We tried REALLY hard to be productive but it's rather difficult at times. However, I did get make some progress in my preparation of two different lessons. Robyn gave me a few new tasks to work on as well. I got home mid-afternoon and got to spend some time with Dalene and the boys, which is always time well spent.
I've been looking forward to tomorrow's festivities for the past few days. A group of us are traveling to Joburg (Johannesburg) for a day full of sight seeing, tours, food tasting and coffee. I'll be sure to post pictures on tomorrow's blog!
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Deuteronomy 28:1-3 says:
“And if you faithfully obey the voice of the Lord your God, being careful to do all his commandments that I command you today, the Lord your God will set you high above all the nations of the earth. And all these blessings shall come upon you and overtake you, if you obey the voice of the Lord your God. Blessed shall you be in the city, and blessed shall you be in the field."
I've thought a lot lately about how other people's opinions and input often determines the decisions that I make. In high school, I remember basing quite a few decisions on what other people thought was right or wrong.
General example: When a teacher asks a question during class and everyone raises their hand for the same answer that the smartest kid in the class thinks is right.
As I was thinking about my past decisions and life choices, I realized that I haven't always been faithful to what I knew in my heart was right or what I knew that God wanted me to do. Each day, I find myself seeking the opinions of others to help in my decision making rather than just being obedient to what I feel God wants me to do. Although it is important/necessary to seek advice from wise sources when making huge decisions or in tough situations, we must remember that at the end of the day we are living to please God and God alone.
Sometimes, you just know with all your heart that a certain route/opportunity is in God's plan for you. In saying that, I'm learning not to rely on the perspective of others when making choices in my life. I'm beginning to become less receptive to what everyone else wants me to do and rather carry out what I feel is God's best option for me.
So, I encourage you to do the same. Be strong and firm in the decisions you make. Do not be swayed or deterred in the choices that you feel are part of God's divine plan for you. Consider the point of view of other's in times of uncertainty, but always go with what you feel is best for you. Seek God, follow your heart, and blessed shall you be in the city, and blessed shall you be in the field.
xoxo
Taylor
I've been looking forward to tomorrow's festivities for the past few days. A group of us are traveling to Joburg (Johannesburg) for a day full of sight seeing, tours, food tasting and coffee. I'll be sure to post pictures on tomorrow's blog!
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Deuteronomy 28:1-3 says:
“And if you faithfully obey the voice of the Lord your God, being careful to do all his commandments that I command you today, the Lord your God will set you high above all the nations of the earth. And all these blessings shall come upon you and overtake you, if you obey the voice of the Lord your God. Blessed shall you be in the city, and blessed shall you be in the field."
I've thought a lot lately about how other people's opinions and input often determines the decisions that I make. In high school, I remember basing quite a few decisions on what other people thought was right or wrong.
General example: When a teacher asks a question during class and everyone raises their hand for the same answer that the smartest kid in the class thinks is right.
As I was thinking about my past decisions and life choices, I realized that I haven't always been faithful to what I knew in my heart was right or what I knew that God wanted me to do. Each day, I find myself seeking the opinions of others to help in my decision making rather than just being obedient to what I feel God wants me to do. Although it is important/necessary to seek advice from wise sources when making huge decisions or in tough situations, we must remember that at the end of the day we are living to please God and God alone.
Sometimes, you just know with all your heart that a certain route/opportunity is in God's plan for you. In saying that, I'm learning not to rely on the perspective of others when making choices in my life. I'm beginning to become less receptive to what everyone else wants me to do and rather carry out what I feel is God's best option for me.
So, I encourage you to do the same. Be strong and firm in the decisions you make. Do not be swayed or deterred in the choices that you feel are part of God's divine plan for you. Consider the point of view of other's in times of uncertainty, but always go with what you feel is best for you. Seek God, follow your heart, and blessed shall you be in the city, and blessed shall you be in the field.
xoxo
Taylor
Thursday, July 24, 2014
Day #37
Today I got to see the two other under resourced centers that the Warren's are involved with.
The first one we traveled to was rather small but impressive nonetheless. When we first arrived, we looked into the classroom of 10-12 children. At first, they were somewhat reserved (some even scared) when we walked in. For many of the kids that attend these schools, they seldom see white people, if ever. SO, it's mesmerizing for some...while frightening for others to see people of a different color than them. However, if you can get just one child to interact with you, the rest of the children follow almost immediately once they realize it is safe! After a few minutes of singing and dancing, they finally loosened up around us and we were able to play, introduce ourselves and take LOTS of pictures. The one thing that shocked/excited me most about this center was their intelligence. As I watched these kids interact with their teachers they were able to count from 1-10, name the seasons, as well as, identify and name body parts in ENGLISH!
The next school center we went to was much bigger, with around 80 kids that attend daily. These kids were much more familiar with seeing white people and nearly ambushed us when we got there. I kid you not, I had about 15 kids attached to me. It was great! We didn't spend quite as much time at this center, but I did get the opportunity to teach them one of the songs from Holiday Club and help with lunch as well.
Tonight, the Reyburn's are having their bible study group over for dinner and devotions. I thoroughly enjoyed the last bible study I attended with them so I am looking forward to tonight's session.
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In my reading today, I came across one of my all time favorite verses:
Isaiah 49:16-
"See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands"
As I read it, I immediately had a mental picture of the palms God's hands. Then, not too long after that I thought to myself "Holy cow! God has a tattoo!"
Personally, I've always been pretty petrified of the idea of getting a tattoo. Not just because I hate needles, but because I'm not creative enough to find something worth putting permanently on my body. Plus, the fear of later regretting what you picked is overwhelmingly scary. So as I thought about a tattoo and the commitment you make to yourself when making the life-long decision of getting "inked", I thought about God's promise to us. In saying that he engraved our names on the palms of his hand is pretty remarkable.
I don't know if you're grasping my point but God (the all powerful savior) specifically engraved each one of our names on his palms. That's like way cooler than light up shoes AND sliced bread combined. With full intention, He made a permanent commitment to us that we could trust him and find hope in him all day, every day, forever. He made a commitment that through hard times and desperate circumstances, his love would be never ending and unchanging. He promised that nothing is too big for him to handle, and no mistake is beyond forgiveness as long as you trust and believe in him. And in making that promise, he made it legit by permanently engraving our names on his palms. It's official- like Facebook official.
So as I consider this I think about each and every child that I have met over the past month and a half. I think about how neglected, lost and broken these kids often are. I think about how there are so many, that it is impossible to remember all of their names much less pronounce them right and yet God.... He knows every single one of them by name. He knows their futures, their hopes, their desires and made the commitment to love and care for each one of them long before they were ever born.
I am in awe of how great our God is.
xoxo
Taylor
The first one we traveled to was rather small but impressive nonetheless. When we first arrived, we looked into the classroom of 10-12 children. At first, they were somewhat reserved (some even scared) when we walked in. For many of the kids that attend these schools, they seldom see white people, if ever. SO, it's mesmerizing for some...while frightening for others to see people of a different color than them. However, if you can get just one child to interact with you, the rest of the children follow almost immediately once they realize it is safe! After a few minutes of singing and dancing, they finally loosened up around us and we were able to play, introduce ourselves and take LOTS of pictures. The one thing that shocked/excited me most about this center was their intelligence. As I watched these kids interact with their teachers they were able to count from 1-10, name the seasons, as well as, identify and name body parts in ENGLISH!
The next school center we went to was much bigger, with around 80 kids that attend daily. These kids were much more familiar with seeing white people and nearly ambushed us when we got there. I kid you not, I had about 15 kids attached to me. It was great! We didn't spend quite as much time at this center, but I did get the opportunity to teach them one of the songs from Holiday Club and help with lunch as well.
Tonight, the Reyburn's are having their bible study group over for dinner and devotions. I thoroughly enjoyed the last bible study I attended with them so I am looking forward to tonight's session.
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In my reading today, I came across one of my all time favorite verses:
Isaiah 49:16-
"See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands"
As I read it, I immediately had a mental picture of the palms God's hands. Then, not too long after that I thought to myself "Holy cow! God has a tattoo!"
Personally, I've always been pretty petrified of the idea of getting a tattoo. Not just because I hate needles, but because I'm not creative enough to find something worth putting permanently on my body. Plus, the fear of later regretting what you picked is overwhelmingly scary. So as I thought about a tattoo and the commitment you make to yourself when making the life-long decision of getting "inked", I thought about God's promise to us. In saying that he engraved our names on the palms of his hand is pretty remarkable.
I don't know if you're grasping my point but God (the all powerful savior) specifically engraved each one of our names on his palms. That's like way cooler than light up shoes AND sliced bread combined. With full intention, He made a permanent commitment to us that we could trust him and find hope in him all day, every day, forever. He made a commitment that through hard times and desperate circumstances, his love would be never ending and unchanging. He promised that nothing is too big for him to handle, and no mistake is beyond forgiveness as long as you trust and believe in him. And in making that promise, he made it legit by permanently engraving our names on his palms. It's official- like Facebook official.
So as I consider this I think about each and every child that I have met over the past month and a half. I think about how neglected, lost and broken these kids often are. I think about how there are so many, that it is impossible to remember all of their names much less pronounce them right and yet God.... He knows every single one of them by name. He knows their futures, their hopes, their desires and made the commitment to love and care for each one of them long before they were ever born.
I am in awe of how great our God is.
xoxo
Taylor
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Day #36
Today Lonnie and I traveled to Wallmansthal (township community that we stayed during trailer ministry) to deliver donated carpet squares for their day care room. I was so excited to spend time with the kids as I worked with many of them during the week that we were there. There were highly entertained by being able to see themselves with my front facing camera on my phone and taking pictures in general. I attached a short video of them below.
Earlier, I worked on a Sunday School lesson for this week as well as a few other tasks. Later this evening I went to the Wednesday night service at another Eastside site (Eastside Hatfield). This site is primarily for young adults. It is incredible for me to worship with 25 or so other individuals my age. It is quite new for me to be surrounded by so many other young adult Christians as there are very few that regularly attend my church at home.
Overall, today has been a great day!
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While traveling out to Wallmansthal today I had a quick moment of uneasiness and dissatisfaction. As I walked into the small garage that we once stayed in, there were 15-20 small children just sitting on the floor. These children, ranging in age from 1-4 years old, were literally sitting on the cold, hard, cement floor with absolutely nothing to stimulate or even engage them. As I looked around the room, I wondered why on Earth the two volunteers looking after these children weren't initiating anything. And in my frustration, I had to remind myself that although the kids weren't learning or even playing, they were at least safe, fed and being looked after. You see, many of the other children centers once started off very similar to this newly developed center- with nothing other than a small room. But I had to remind myself that God will provide. It is not my job to judge and compare the things that they should have with what they do not. It is also not my job to become frustrated with these volunteers because they are not required, much less payed to look after and feed these children every day. But yet, they still do. However, it is my job to help where I can, and trust that God has something much bigger in store for them.
In the midst of reprimanding myself and doing a reality check, I realized that there is no redemption without brokenness. There is also no hope without having first been in despair. God takes a crappy situation and turns it into something marvelous that will sustain and bear fruit.We wouldn't recognize God's mercy and kindness without the bad and the unpleasant.
I have no doubt that God will provide for Wallmansthal.
xoxo
Taylor
Earlier, I worked on a Sunday School lesson for this week as well as a few other tasks. Later this evening I went to the Wednesday night service at another Eastside site (Eastside Hatfield). This site is primarily for young adults. It is incredible for me to worship with 25 or so other individuals my age. It is quite new for me to be surrounded by so many other young adult Christians as there are very few that regularly attend my church at home.
Overall, today has been a great day!
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While traveling out to Wallmansthal today I had a quick moment of uneasiness and dissatisfaction. As I walked into the small garage that we once stayed in, there were 15-20 small children just sitting on the floor. These children, ranging in age from 1-4 years old, were literally sitting on the cold, hard, cement floor with absolutely nothing to stimulate or even engage them. As I looked around the room, I wondered why on Earth the two volunteers looking after these children weren't initiating anything. And in my frustration, I had to remind myself that although the kids weren't learning or even playing, they were at least safe, fed and being looked after. You see, many of the other children centers once started off very similar to this newly developed center- with nothing other than a small room. But I had to remind myself that God will provide. It is not my job to judge and compare the things that they should have with what they do not. It is also not my job to become frustrated with these volunteers because they are not required, much less payed to look after and feed these children every day. But yet, they still do. However, it is my job to help where I can, and trust that God has something much bigger in store for them.
In the midst of reprimanding myself and doing a reality check, I realized that there is no redemption without brokenness. There is also no hope without having first been in despair. God takes a crappy situation and turns it into something marvelous that will sustain and bear fruit.We wouldn't recognize God's mercy and kindness without the bad and the unpleasant.
I have no doubt that God will provide for Wallmansthal.
xoxo
Taylor
Tuesday, July 22, 2014
Day #35
I spent the majority of today working on my very first assignment for Debbie. Next week, while going out to a few of the numerous children centers, I will teach a lesson that I am now preparing. Since they are on the "Keeping Safe" unit, and they are focusing on the letter "f" I thought a lesson on fire safety would be appropriate. I have come up with a short story with learning aids, a few interactive games and reinforcing activities. I also found some adorable firemen hats and firetrucks from the store today!
The kids will not be able to understand English and their teacher will have to translate all instructions/information for me. In doing so, it will serve as a learning experience for the teacher. For most of the teachers, very little qualifications are required to teach these children in the under resourced centers. Therefore, they are not always trained or experienced in how to engage the children with the lessons that are prepared for them. For all of the activities I have planned, very few materials are needed. Effectiveness does not always have to depend on costliness.
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Since I first decided I wanted to partake in this mission trip, I have been constantly supported and encouraged. Not only have I been supported financially, but both emotionally and spiritually as well. My family, friends and church family have all been outstanding in their efforts of uplifting and reassuring throughout the past few months.
However, there is no better assurance than change.
In South Africa, it has been mind blowing to see God move both in Pretoria and surrounding areas. I have witnessed numerous people establish and re-establish relationships with God. I have also had the privilege of assisting little ones find hope in hopeless situations just by telling them about Jesus and what he did for us. But, something happened today that was equally satisfying that occurred right in my home town.
I have quite a few friends but only a handful of "true" friends that are always there no matter when or where. In that handful, is one particular friend that will laugh at all my jokes, pick me up when I've stumbled and even put me in my place when necessary. This friend has stuck by my side through tough situations and even some pretty nasty arguments. She is supportive of all of my decisions as a Christian although church has never really been her thing. This one particular friend, who will set my alarm for church if ever I forget before I fall asleep on a Saturday night that we hang out together (even if she's not planning on going herself).
This one incredible friend, who messaged me today saying "So when you come back I want to start going to church with you."
Seeing God work in the lives and hearts of people you don't know is great. But seeing God work in the lives of the ones that you love and care about is monumental. That one simple message gave me an incredible amount of reassurance and motivation.
Change is a beautiful thing.
(P.S. Murray & Dalene put ranch on their salads for dinner tonight. I was so proud.)
xoxo
Taylor
The kids will not be able to understand English and their teacher will have to translate all instructions/information for me. In doing so, it will serve as a learning experience for the teacher. For most of the teachers, very little qualifications are required to teach these children in the under resourced centers. Therefore, they are not always trained or experienced in how to engage the children with the lessons that are prepared for them. For all of the activities I have planned, very few materials are needed. Effectiveness does not always have to depend on costliness.
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Since I first decided I wanted to partake in this mission trip, I have been constantly supported and encouraged. Not only have I been supported financially, but both emotionally and spiritually as well. My family, friends and church family have all been outstanding in their efforts of uplifting and reassuring throughout the past few months.
However, there is no better assurance than change.
In South Africa, it has been mind blowing to see God move both in Pretoria and surrounding areas. I have witnessed numerous people establish and re-establish relationships with God. I have also had the privilege of assisting little ones find hope in hopeless situations just by telling them about Jesus and what he did for us. But, something happened today that was equally satisfying that occurred right in my home town.
I have quite a few friends but only a handful of "true" friends that are always there no matter when or where. In that handful, is one particular friend that will laugh at all my jokes, pick me up when I've stumbled and even put me in my place when necessary. This friend has stuck by my side through tough situations and even some pretty nasty arguments. She is supportive of all of my decisions as a Christian although church has never really been her thing. This one particular friend, who will set my alarm for church if ever I forget before I fall asleep on a Saturday night that we hang out together (even if she's not planning on going herself).
This one incredible friend, who messaged me today saying "So when you come back I want to start going to church with you."
Seeing God work in the lives and hearts of people you don't know is great. But seeing God work in the lives of the ones that you love and care about is monumental. That one simple message gave me an incredible amount of reassurance and motivation.
Change is a beautiful thing.
(P.S. Murray & Dalene put ranch on their salads for dinner tonight. I was so proud.)
xoxo
Taylor
Monday, July 21, 2014
Day #32-34
I can't believe I only have 20 more days left here in South Africa! It has gone by much quicker than I would have liked for it to.
Today was my first day of working with Debbie & Lonnie (U.S. missionaries). For the first part of the day, Debbie filled me in on what exactly they do in South Africa and how I will be of assistance to them the next few weeks. Basically, the Warren's are extremely active in working with the under resourced children centers. Not only do they deliver food to the various churches/centers that they help, Debbie works to provide academic curriculum for the children centers. She organizes lessons, activities, learning aids, plans the exact order that they will be taught, and has them translated in the dominate language spoken in each center. The work they do is absolutely incredible and extremely beneficial to the teachers that use the lessons.
After receiving a project to begin working on, we traveled to town to pick up their usual Monday bread donation. One of the local super markets in Pretoria gives Debbie & Lonnie all of the extra bread, deli, desserts, etc. not sold from the bakery from each week. With this, they distribute all that is donated to different centers/churches each Monday. Today, we traveled to KwaMhlanga which is about an hour from Pretoria. The school center we visited today was much more established/structured. Simply meaning, they actually had a building with classrooms and proper materials that you would find in any other school. We got there just as the kids were beginning to pile in the back of a truck to be taken home. I was so excited to get to briefly interact with them before they left!
Tomorrow will be a new day full of new adventures.
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I have to remind myself each day to have patience.
Patience- the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious.
I constantly tell myself "It's God's timing, not mine".
Quite often I find myself being extremely anxious and tense about the future. It is so difficult for me, the planner that I am, to not know for sure what will become of my life. The how, when and where are so vital to me in most circumstances that it is unnerving to not know all the answers. As a result, I become frustrated. Frustrated with God that he won't reveal the details to me so that I can plan ahead and live out my life appropriately. But then, I have to regain focus, stop being selfish and realize that I'm a child of God for a reason. I'm not supposed to know where I'm heading or what I will do when I get there because what fun would that be? Life's about the adventure and taking chances along the way. So what if you get lost in the process, it's the experiences and the relationships that are established along the way that makes us the people that God wants us to be.
So I will be patient. I will not fret when one door closes because I know that God will open another door full of more opportunity at some other, more perfect time. I will not grow weary when things do not fall into place the way that I want them to because what the heck do I know about what's best for my future when I don't even know what the future has in store for me in the first place. So, if I don't get in to the program of my dreams and live out the career I have in mind, then so be it. Regardless of the path that I take and the decisions that are made, it WILL be a beautiful journey with God. Because God... he's got it all under control.
xoxo
Taylor
Today was my first day of working with Debbie & Lonnie (U.S. missionaries). For the first part of the day, Debbie filled me in on what exactly they do in South Africa and how I will be of assistance to them the next few weeks. Basically, the Warren's are extremely active in working with the under resourced children centers. Not only do they deliver food to the various churches/centers that they help, Debbie works to provide academic curriculum for the children centers. She organizes lessons, activities, learning aids, plans the exact order that they will be taught, and has them translated in the dominate language spoken in each center. The work they do is absolutely incredible and extremely beneficial to the teachers that use the lessons.
After receiving a project to begin working on, we traveled to town to pick up their usual Monday bread donation. One of the local super markets in Pretoria gives Debbie & Lonnie all of the extra bread, deli, desserts, etc. not sold from the bakery from each week. With this, they distribute all that is donated to different centers/churches each Monday. Today, we traveled to KwaMhlanga which is about an hour from Pretoria. The school center we visited today was much more established/structured. Simply meaning, they actually had a building with classrooms and proper materials that you would find in any other school. We got there just as the kids were beginning to pile in the back of a truck to be taken home. I was so excited to get to briefly interact with them before they left!
Tomorrow will be a new day full of new adventures.
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I have to remind myself each day to have patience.
Patience- the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious.
I constantly tell myself "It's God's timing, not mine".
Quite often I find myself being extremely anxious and tense about the future. It is so difficult for me, the planner that I am, to not know for sure what will become of my life. The how, when and where are so vital to me in most circumstances that it is unnerving to not know all the answers. As a result, I become frustrated. Frustrated with God that he won't reveal the details to me so that I can plan ahead and live out my life appropriately. But then, I have to regain focus, stop being selfish and realize that I'm a child of God for a reason. I'm not supposed to know where I'm heading or what I will do when I get there because what fun would that be? Life's about the adventure and taking chances along the way. So what if you get lost in the process, it's the experiences and the relationships that are established along the way that makes us the people that God wants us to be.
So I will be patient. I will not fret when one door closes because I know that God will open another door full of more opportunity at some other, more perfect time. I will not grow weary when things do not fall into place the way that I want them to because what the heck do I know about what's best for my future when I don't even know what the future has in store for me in the first place. So, if I don't get in to the program of my dreams and live out the career I have in mind, then so be it. Regardless of the path that I take and the decisions that are made, it WILL be a beautiful journey with God. Because God... he's got it all under control.
xoxo
Taylor
Friday, July 18, 2014
Day #28-31
This week has been incredible. Not only did I get to have some free time to relax and have fun, I saw amazing views/animals with some pretty great people as well!
This past week, 4 other young adults and myself traveled about 5 hours from Pretoria to Sabie Park (private community that happens to be in a game reservation).
Gray (one of the guys that I have become friends with from Eastside) and his family own a BEAUTIFUL vacation home in Sabie Park. Not only is the house gorgeous, the fact that it is in inside a game reservation is mind blowing in itself. When we first arrived on Tuesday, all 5 of us walked down to the picnic area where we saw numerous zebras, various deer and a few other wild animals all within 15 feet of us. I could hardly contain my excitement, it was ridiculous.
Each night, we would braai(BBQ) and simply enjoy the great outdoors. The first night we were there, a brave hyena came pretty close to the grill to check out what we were cooking. I could've gone without that animal spotting! Anywho, each night after dinner we would take mattresses outside on the deck upstairs and admire the clear sky and all of the beautiful stars. Every night, after about five minutes, I would immediately fall into a deep sleep and bless them with the sound of my snoring until they were finished star gazing.
On the second morning, we all decided to get up at 5:45 to watch the sun rise from the master bedroom (it is fully surrounded by windows). Although I am by no means a morning person, it was breath-taking to watch the sun pop over the horizon while watching a family of giraffes wander around the premises.
We also visited the Kruger National Park while there. KNP is also a game reservation, but much, MUCH larger. Kruger has quite a few more animals including wild lions, elephants, cheetahs, leopards, buffalo and numerous other dangerous game that do not live in Sabie. Basically, you drive all throughout this humungous park on both paved and dirt paths in hopes of finding as many different animals as possible. There were several pauses of silence as we all competitively and rather intensely searched for animals to see who could find them the fastest. But mostly, there was laughter, joke telling and plenty of singing.
However, despite all of the "first- time experiences" and the beautiful sights I saw this week, perhaps my favorite part was simply the company. It was so nice to spend time with a group of young adults who share the same beliefs and religion as I do. Not only were we able to get to know one another better, we were able to share stories, experiences and our struggles. It's not every day that you find friends that openly pray before every meal, when traveling, etc. without being first prompted to do so by an adult (In my experience, anyways). What a beautiful thing it is to have meaningful conversation with other individuals your age and just openly discuss biblical passages and moral matters while sitting around a fire. These alone are memories that I will never forget.
Until tomorrow,
xoxo
Taylor
This past week, 4 other young adults and myself traveled about 5 hours from Pretoria to Sabie Park (private community that happens to be in a game reservation).
Gray (one of the guys that I have become friends with from Eastside) and his family own a BEAUTIFUL vacation home in Sabie Park. Not only is the house gorgeous, the fact that it is in inside a game reservation is mind blowing in itself. When we first arrived on Tuesday, all 5 of us walked down to the picnic area where we saw numerous zebras, various deer and a few other wild animals all within 15 feet of us. I could hardly contain my excitement, it was ridiculous.
Each night, we would braai(BBQ) and simply enjoy the great outdoors. The first night we were there, a brave hyena came pretty close to the grill to check out what we were cooking. I could've gone without that animal spotting! Anywho, each night after dinner we would take mattresses outside on the deck upstairs and admire the clear sky and all of the beautiful stars. Every night, after about five minutes, I would immediately fall into a deep sleep and bless them with the sound of my snoring until they were finished star gazing.
On the second morning, we all decided to get up at 5:45 to watch the sun rise from the master bedroom (it is fully surrounded by windows). Although I am by no means a morning person, it was breath-taking to watch the sun pop over the horizon while watching a family of giraffes wander around the premises.
We also visited the Kruger National Park while there. KNP is also a game reservation, but much, MUCH larger. Kruger has quite a few more animals including wild lions, elephants, cheetahs, leopards, buffalo and numerous other dangerous game that do not live in Sabie. Basically, you drive all throughout this humungous park on both paved and dirt paths in hopes of finding as many different animals as possible. There were several pauses of silence as we all competitively and rather intensely searched for animals to see who could find them the fastest. But mostly, there was laughter, joke telling and plenty of singing.
However, despite all of the "first- time experiences" and the beautiful sights I saw this week, perhaps my favorite part was simply the company. It was so nice to spend time with a group of young adults who share the same beliefs and religion as I do. Not only were we able to get to know one another better, we were able to share stories, experiences and our struggles. It's not every day that you find friends that openly pray before every meal, when traveling, etc. without being first prompted to do so by an adult (In my experience, anyways). What a beautiful thing it is to have meaningful conversation with other individuals your age and just openly discuss biblical passages and moral matters while sitting around a fire. These alone are memories that I will never forget.
Until tomorrow,
xoxo
Taylor
Monday, July 14, 2014
Day #27
Happy Monday!
I had quite a bit of change in plans this morning. Originally, I was supposed to spend this week with Debbie & Lonnie Warren (U.S. missionaries that I will be working with for the remainder of my stay in SA) since the Reyburn's are still on vacation. However, I got a last minute message this morning about an invite to Kruger Park for the week. For those of you who don't know what it is, google it. It's gorgeous!
So, I'm leaving tomorrow with a small group of young adults from Eastside for a slight getaway until Friday! YAY! I'm not sure yet if there is wifi where I'm going to be staying- but if not, I'm sure you can survive just one more week of no communication. I'll have lots of pictures and great memories to share with you when I get back.
Also, Robyn has been sneakily hiding my delivered packages. She has been waiting to surprise me with them! I will finally get to open them this afternoon once I get back to Debbie and Lonnie's. Best.Monday.ever!
Have a great week!
xoxo
Taylor
I had quite a bit of change in plans this morning. Originally, I was supposed to spend this week with Debbie & Lonnie Warren (U.S. missionaries that I will be working with for the remainder of my stay in SA) since the Reyburn's are still on vacation. However, I got a last minute message this morning about an invite to Kruger Park for the week. For those of you who don't know what it is, google it. It's gorgeous!
So, I'm leaving tomorrow with a small group of young adults from Eastside for a slight getaway until Friday! YAY! I'm not sure yet if there is wifi where I'm going to be staying- but if not, I'm sure you can survive just one more week of no communication. I'll have lots of pictures and great memories to share with you when I get back.
Also, Robyn has been sneakily hiding my delivered packages. She has been waiting to surprise me with them! I will finally get to open them this afternoon once I get back to Debbie and Lonnie's. Best.Monday.ever!
Have a great week!
xoxo
Taylor
Sunday, July 13, 2014
Day #26
Today was a day of rest and relaxation. For the first time since I've been in South Africa I had the opportunity to just hang around, watch some movies and even NAP! I have a pretty horrible sounding cough, a snotty nose and the works so it was good to just be able to rest today.
However, in the midst of my calm afternoon, I had quite a bit of down time to just think. Not only did I think about my trip and what I had learned/experienced thus far, I thought about a number of things pertaining to back home.
Now before you start freaking out, this is not a home sick blog.
In the process of thinking about back home, I of course thought about my family and friends that I miss but also about my future and the worries I have about school, future job, etc. As I sat on my bed, I thought about what life would be like when I returned to the real world; the world of working and school. I pondered my frustration of not finding the right Godly guy yet. I also thought about how successful I will be in my future career... and if I would ever even make it to my dream career to begin with.
As I thought about these things I begin to worry and stress. Then, as I dropped my head in despair and frustration of the unknown, I looked down at the red Southampton Indian sweatshirt I was wearing. I immediately knew what to do. You see, the sweatshirt I was wearing once belonged to my Uncle Bobby.
For those of you who do not know, I had an extraordinary man as my uncle. He was a Godly man who lived his life with humility and a burning passion to advance God's kingdom. He was humble, funny, wise, and just an overall joy to be around. He inspired me more than any other person I have ever met and he was one of those people that gives you the desire to be better. He meant more to me than he will ever be able to understand and unfortunately he lost his battle with pancreatic cancer before I got the chance to tell him. What I wouldn't give to just have him around one more day to confide in him, tell him what's new and explain to him how much he has impacted me and given me the desire to partake in mission work.
In my reminiscing of Uncle Bobby I was reminded of one of the verses that he fearlessly lived by.
Philippians 4:6
"Don't worry about anything. Instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need and thank him for what he has done."
I hear you loud and clear, Uncle Bobby. Thanks for the reminder.
You see, I might not know exactly where my future is headed, who I'm going to marry, or even how much I will make in my career. BUT because God will be with me each step of the way, I have not a single thing to worry or stress about. I will live each day in the present and leave the planning to God. Sometimes, no matter how much it kills me, I have to accept that I am not in control and just thank him for whatever the outcome may be. So God, I'm giving you the pen... you write my future. I'm sure it'll be a much better story than I could ever create.
xoxo
Taylor
However, in the midst of my calm afternoon, I had quite a bit of down time to just think. Not only did I think about my trip and what I had learned/experienced thus far, I thought about a number of things pertaining to back home.
Now before you start freaking out, this is not a home sick blog.
In the process of thinking about back home, I of course thought about my family and friends that I miss but also about my future and the worries I have about school, future job, etc. As I sat on my bed, I thought about what life would be like when I returned to the real world; the world of working and school. I pondered my frustration of not finding the right Godly guy yet. I also thought about how successful I will be in my future career... and if I would ever even make it to my dream career to begin with.
As I thought about these things I begin to worry and stress. Then, as I dropped my head in despair and frustration of the unknown, I looked down at the red Southampton Indian sweatshirt I was wearing. I immediately knew what to do. You see, the sweatshirt I was wearing once belonged to my Uncle Bobby.
For those of you who do not know, I had an extraordinary man as my uncle. He was a Godly man who lived his life with humility and a burning passion to advance God's kingdom. He was humble, funny, wise, and just an overall joy to be around. He inspired me more than any other person I have ever met and he was one of those people that gives you the desire to be better. He meant more to me than he will ever be able to understand and unfortunately he lost his battle with pancreatic cancer before I got the chance to tell him. What I wouldn't give to just have him around one more day to confide in him, tell him what's new and explain to him how much he has impacted me and given me the desire to partake in mission work.
In my reminiscing of Uncle Bobby I was reminded of one of the verses that he fearlessly lived by.
Philippians 4:6
"Don't worry about anything. Instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need and thank him for what he has done."
I hear you loud and clear, Uncle Bobby. Thanks for the reminder.
You see, I might not know exactly where my future is headed, who I'm going to marry, or even how much I will make in my career. BUT because God will be with me each step of the way, I have not a single thing to worry or stress about. I will live each day in the present and leave the planning to God. Sometimes, no matter how much it kills me, I have to accept that I am not in control and just thank him for whatever the outcome may be. So God, I'm giving you the pen... you write my future. I'm sure it'll be a much better story than I could ever create.
xoxo
Taylor
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Day #19-25
Did you miss me?
This past week was truly an incredible experience. Although I was pushed about 593 miles out of my comfort zone, I had the opportunity to witness some pretty amazing things with some outstanding individuals.
Before I start with any of the in depth serious stuff from this week, I just want to give you some brief details of the community and where we stayed to give you a better perspective of the experience. For starters, there is no running water which complicates a number of every day tasks such as washing hands, dishes, your body, or anything else for that matter. Luckily, the trailer ministry team was provided by our own water supply from Eastside to use throughout the week for drinking and other necessary chores (We each were allowed one "bucket bath" for the week). There is also no electricity which is extremely difficulty to adapt to. However, we did have the opportunity to use a small generator for short periods of time during the night for one small light bulb and for the rest of the team to charge their phones. Lastly, there is no indoor plumbing. There is however, a "long drop" which is basically a less structured version of a porter potty (AKA my worst nightmare). There was no getting around that one.
The pastors of Praise Tabernacle Church were extremely hospitable towards us throughout our entire stay. The girls stayed in the garage attached to the side of their house. The boys slept right next door in a shack that belonged to one of the members of the church.
I am extremely blessed to have had the opportunity to work with the other members of the trailer ministry team. They are such an outstanding group of people. They became my family this past week and without them, I would not have coped nor would I have been nearly as comfortable in such an unfamiliar environment. We ate together, prayed together, laughed together, sang together and truly bonded as one. I made unforgettable memories as well as life-long friendships. They were so uplifting and encouraging throughout this entire week!
The need for love within this community is evident. There were very few times during the past six days that both of my hands were not being held, my hair was not being played with or my lap was not being sat on. There were several very little children that came with their older siblings to Holiday Club and they quickly captured my heart. Poor sanitation and the spread of germs became so irrelevant and unimportant when working with these kids because all I desired was to snuggle with each and every one of them. It was such a privilege to focus solely on God and his plans for this community, free of any and all distractions. It was truly a humbling experience.
Possibly one of the best memories I had from the entire week was on Thursday. More than halfway through the week, we started to let the leaders from Praise Tabernacle Church take over and be independent in their leading rather than us giving them instructions or intervening. It was on this day that we focused on salvation and it's meaning. In our small group time, we had a time where we asked if anyone would like to be saved and allow God to become a part of their lives. During this time, a group of three other girls and myself were working on making sandwiches for all of the children to have for lunch. In the midst of our assembly line, Gray, our team leader, came around the corner seeking not just one of us but all four in helping with salvation prayers. As we proceeded around the corner, seven small hands were still raised from the question of who wanted to be saved from the first & second grade class. Immediately I felt such an overwhelming sense of excitement and happiness to know that we were successfully making an impact. As we each took a child, I just happened to pair up with one of the small boys, Gift. As we walked to a more secluded, quiet place, we were also accompanied by an older leader who spoke their language so that Gift would be able to understand my prayer. Almost halfway through my prayer, I completely lost it. What an emotional experience it was to be a part of a small child's commitment prayer to God. It was a moment I will never forget with that beautiful little boy.
So now, as I recover from a nasty cold, I reflect on how blessed I really am. As I return back to Pretoria I think about how lucky I am to be able to leave and take a hot shower, enjoy indoor plumbing and electricity during the night as many kids from Wallmansthal will never have that same opportunity.
xoxo
Taylor
This past week was truly an incredible experience. Although I was pushed about 593 miles out of my comfort zone, I had the opportunity to witness some pretty amazing things with some outstanding individuals.
Before I start with any of the in depth serious stuff from this week, I just want to give you some brief details of the community and where we stayed to give you a better perspective of the experience. For starters, there is no running water which complicates a number of every day tasks such as washing hands, dishes, your body, or anything else for that matter. Luckily, the trailer ministry team was provided by our own water supply from Eastside to use throughout the week for drinking and other necessary chores (We each were allowed one "bucket bath" for the week). There is also no electricity which is extremely difficulty to adapt to. However, we did have the opportunity to use a small generator for short periods of time during the night for one small light bulb and for the rest of the team to charge their phones. Lastly, there is no indoor plumbing. There is however, a "long drop" which is basically a less structured version of a porter potty (AKA my worst nightmare). There was no getting around that one.
The pastors of Praise Tabernacle Church were extremely hospitable towards us throughout our entire stay. The girls stayed in the garage attached to the side of their house. The boys slept right next door in a shack that belonged to one of the members of the church.
I am extremely blessed to have had the opportunity to work with the other members of the trailer ministry team. They are such an outstanding group of people. They became my family this past week and without them, I would not have coped nor would I have been nearly as comfortable in such an unfamiliar environment. We ate together, prayed together, laughed together, sang together and truly bonded as one. I made unforgettable memories as well as life-long friendships. They were so uplifting and encouraging throughout this entire week!
The need for love within this community is evident. There were very few times during the past six days that both of my hands were not being held, my hair was not being played with or my lap was not being sat on. There were several very little children that came with their older siblings to Holiday Club and they quickly captured my heart. Poor sanitation and the spread of germs became so irrelevant and unimportant when working with these kids because all I desired was to snuggle with each and every one of them. It was such a privilege to focus solely on God and his plans for this community, free of any and all distractions. It was truly a humbling experience.
Possibly one of the best memories I had from the entire week was on Thursday. More than halfway through the week, we started to let the leaders from Praise Tabernacle Church take over and be independent in their leading rather than us giving them instructions or intervening. It was on this day that we focused on salvation and it's meaning. In our small group time, we had a time where we asked if anyone would like to be saved and allow God to become a part of their lives. During this time, a group of three other girls and myself were working on making sandwiches for all of the children to have for lunch. In the midst of our assembly line, Gray, our team leader, came around the corner seeking not just one of us but all four in helping with salvation prayers. As we proceeded around the corner, seven small hands were still raised from the question of who wanted to be saved from the first & second grade class. Immediately I felt such an overwhelming sense of excitement and happiness to know that we were successfully making an impact. As we each took a child, I just happened to pair up with one of the small boys, Gift. As we walked to a more secluded, quiet place, we were also accompanied by an older leader who spoke their language so that Gift would be able to understand my prayer. Almost halfway through my prayer, I completely lost it. What an emotional experience it was to be a part of a small child's commitment prayer to God. It was a moment I will never forget with that beautiful little boy.
So now, as I recover from a nasty cold, I reflect on how blessed I really am. As I return back to Pretoria I think about how lucky I am to be able to leave and take a hot shower, enjoy indoor plumbing and electricity during the night as many kids from Wallmansthal will never have that same opportunity.
xoxo
Taylor
Saturday, July 5, 2014
Day #18
What a great day today was!
From 9am-2pm(ish) I met with the other members of the trailer ministry team for briefing/training/worship/fellowship/preparation for our departure tomorrow. We have such an amazing group of 11 young adults and teens taking part in trailer ministry and I have great hopes for this week's upcoming events.
After the meeting, Mark and his wife Tammy (and their sweet little boy, Seth!) took me out to explore Pretoria! It was so nice to be able to take a break from all the serious stuff and just have a little free time with some great company. We first went to a place called Aroma's for waffles and ice cream. Yes, dessert before dinner. It was SO good! Afterwards, we went to one of their favorite restaurants, Tashas. I got their highly recommended ribs and they were also delicious. Adolf, Edwin and John also joined us for dinner!
Now I am packing for next week.
For those of you who are unaware, tomorrow I am traveling with a team to one of the rural communities where we will be doing Holiday Club for a newly founded church (Praise Tabernacle Church). The community were going to is called Wallmamsthal, about 30 minutes from Pretoria. In this community there is no running water, no electricity, no heat, and definitely no wifi.
In saying that, I have quite a long list of the things I need you to pray for:
xoxo
Taylor
From 9am-2pm(ish) I met with the other members of the trailer ministry team for briefing/training/worship/fellowship/preparation for our departure tomorrow. We have such an amazing group of 11 young adults and teens taking part in trailer ministry and I have great hopes for this week's upcoming events.
After the meeting, Mark and his wife Tammy (and their sweet little boy, Seth!) took me out to explore Pretoria! It was so nice to be able to take a break from all the serious stuff and just have a little free time with some great company. We first went to a place called Aroma's for waffles and ice cream. Yes, dessert before dinner. It was SO good! Afterwards, we went to one of their favorite restaurants, Tashas. I got their highly recommended ribs and they were also delicious. Adolf, Edwin and John also joined us for dinner!
Now I am packing for next week.
For those of you who are unaware, tomorrow I am traveling with a team to one of the rural communities where we will be doing Holiday Club for a newly founded church (Praise Tabernacle Church). The community were going to is called Wallmamsthal, about 30 minutes from Pretoria. In this community there is no running water, no electricity, no heat, and definitely no wifi.
In saying that, I have quite a long list of the things I need you to pray for:
- My family and friends as they endure a week with little to no communication.
- The children that we will be working with. Pray that God will move in and around all areas of the community and that the kids will spark a revolution making God a priority to all of the residents.
- Pray for me as I adapt to spending a week with none of the simple amenities that I have been blessed with for the past 19 years. Also, pray that God will give me the mindset as well as the words to say. Pray that he will use me and reflect through me as I work with the kids who desperately need to hear of the good news of Jesus Christ.
- The trailer ministry team as a whole. Pray for protection and safety as we will be spending a week outside of our comfort zones, in a different environment where various situations could occur.
xoxo
Taylor
Friday, July 4, 2014
Day #17
Happy 4th of July to all my fellow Americans!
Today marks the end of a spectacular week of Holiday Club. I am privileged to have worked with such an amazing group of kids. God worked in some unfathomable ways this week and many kids were saved as a result. It was an emotional day today as I received personal thank you notes, gifts, lots of hugs and sad goodbyes. Although it has been an outstanding week, I am looking forward to the ability to relax AND sleep for more than the usual 5 hours each night.
For dinner tonight, the Reyburn's and I picked up Chinese on the way home from the commencement program. Although at first a little apprehensive, it was actually really delicious! I would tell you what I got but I can't remember exactly what it was called. I think it had something with 'fran' (fraan, not Fran as in a common female name) in it. What a nice way to end Independence Day!
Today I realized that this year is the first year ever I have not been in the U.S. for the 4th of July. Although I miss being at Lake Gaston, team odyssey and my sweet nephew that is not waiting for me to get back before he grows up, today was an excellent first. There were so many individuals today that remembered what today meant for me as an American (even though they do not celebrate it here, obviously) and took the time to tell me "Happy Independence Day!". In fact, one of the guys from our group of sixth and seventh grade leaders wore a pair of American flag jogging pants today in honor of me and my good ole' American self.
In reflecting on all that has occurred this past week, I am even more anxious for next week (trailer ministry). God's doing great things in Pretoria and I am so excited to be a part of it.
xoxo
Taylor
Today marks the end of a spectacular week of Holiday Club. I am privileged to have worked with such an amazing group of kids. God worked in some unfathomable ways this week and many kids were saved as a result. It was an emotional day today as I received personal thank you notes, gifts, lots of hugs and sad goodbyes. Although it has been an outstanding week, I am looking forward to the ability to relax AND sleep for more than the usual 5 hours each night.
For dinner tonight, the Reyburn's and I picked up Chinese on the way home from the commencement program. Although at first a little apprehensive, it was actually really delicious! I would tell you what I got but I can't remember exactly what it was called. I think it had something with 'fran' (fraan, not Fran as in a common female name) in it. What a nice way to end Independence Day!
Today I realized that this year is the first year ever I have not been in the U.S. for the 4th of July. Although I miss being at Lake Gaston, team odyssey and my sweet nephew that is not waiting for me to get back before he grows up, today was an excellent first. There were so many individuals today that remembered what today meant for me as an American (even though they do not celebrate it here, obviously) and took the time to tell me "Happy Independence Day!". In fact, one of the guys from our group of sixth and seventh grade leaders wore a pair of American flag jogging pants today in honor of me and my good ole' American self.
In reflecting on all that has occurred this past week, I am even more anxious for next week (trailer ministry). God's doing great things in Pretoria and I am so excited to be a part of it.
xoxo
Taylor
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Day #16
Another week is almost complete as tomorrow is the last day of Holiday Club. It honestly went by much faster than I anticipated. I have truly become attached and invested in the ten children that I worked with this past week and it makes me slightly saddened that tomorrow is my last day to spend with them. So tonight, as I write each child a personalized letter of encouragement, I reflect on how grateful I am to have had the opportunity to work with such outstanding kids.
By the way, I thoroughly enjoyed sporting my pj's for the majority of the day today. It was quite nice to wear pajama pants all day long without getting any weird looks from other people since everyone looked equally ridiculous.
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Throughout this entire week of Holiday Club I've learned numerous things.
For one, I've been reassured that salvation is an incredible thing. Working with 80 sixth and seventh graders this week, I was able to not only encourage but also be of assistance to those children seeking salvation. I was able to pray with them, share with them my testimony and watch as God moved within them. For me, there is no greater joy than witnessing and being a part of someone accepting Christ into their heart.
Secondly, I've learned that sometimes.... people just need love. This past week, I met the smartest, most talkative and random thinking sixth grader in all of eternity. This one child, who knows all of the differences between Percy Jackson the movie and the book and has no problem in explaining each difference to you. This one child who always raises their hand and wants the chance to share something, even if it is irrelevant to the current topic. However, I realized that although this chatty child's eagerness and randomness often aggravates others that are around them, they are only seeking one thing- love. They simply yearn for the love and attention that is often not provided to them at home. So guess what, I let them tell me every single difference between the book and movie of at least three different novels. I let them rant on and on about uninteresting topics because they needed to know that some people are willing to listen; some people are willing to care. And each morning when they got there and every afternoon before they left, I gave them the biggest bear hug, EVER because affection is not always a common thing in some households. You see, although it is of utmost importance for me as a leader to stress the importance of faith and biblical scriptures, sometimes the simple things of love and the ability to show compassion to others has the greatest impact.
And lastly, I learned that it's okay to have fears as a leader or as a Christian in general. I've learned that it's fine to have moments of despair and sadness because the things that test your faith are the very things that make your relationship with God stronger than before. Not only that, they build on to your constantly changing testimony. I learned that my mistakes and my fears are often relatable mistakes of others and in having the courage to share those things as a testimony, I may be more effective in leading other's to the Lord.
Good night.
xoxo
Taylor
By the way, I thoroughly enjoyed sporting my pj's for the majority of the day today. It was quite nice to wear pajama pants all day long without getting any weird looks from other people since everyone looked equally ridiculous.
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Throughout this entire week of Holiday Club I've learned numerous things.
For one, I've been reassured that salvation is an incredible thing. Working with 80 sixth and seventh graders this week, I was able to not only encourage but also be of assistance to those children seeking salvation. I was able to pray with them, share with them my testimony and watch as God moved within them. For me, there is no greater joy than witnessing and being a part of someone accepting Christ into their heart.
Secondly, I've learned that sometimes.... people just need love. This past week, I met the smartest, most talkative and random thinking sixth grader in all of eternity. This one child, who knows all of the differences between Percy Jackson the movie and the book and has no problem in explaining each difference to you. This one child who always raises their hand and wants the chance to share something, even if it is irrelevant to the current topic. However, I realized that although this chatty child's eagerness and randomness often aggravates others that are around them, they are only seeking one thing- love. They simply yearn for the love and attention that is often not provided to them at home. So guess what, I let them tell me every single difference between the book and movie of at least three different novels. I let them rant on and on about uninteresting topics because they needed to know that some people are willing to listen; some people are willing to care. And each morning when they got there and every afternoon before they left, I gave them the biggest bear hug, EVER because affection is not always a common thing in some households. You see, although it is of utmost importance for me as a leader to stress the importance of faith and biblical scriptures, sometimes the simple things of love and the ability to show compassion to others has the greatest impact.
And lastly, I learned that it's okay to have fears as a leader or as a Christian in general. I've learned that it's fine to have moments of despair and sadness because the things that test your faith are the very things that make your relationship with God stronger than before. Not only that, they build on to your constantly changing testimony. I learned that my mistakes and my fears are often relatable mistakes of others and in having the courage to share those things as a testimony, I may be more effective in leading other's to the Lord.
Good night.
xoxo
Taylor
Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Day #15
I can't believe it's already Wednesday!
I must first tell you about my horrific experience from last night before any discussion about today.
As I got home from last night's worship service I was super excited to be able to just relax, take a shower, read my devotion and get in bed. However, God constantly reminds me that my plans will not always align with his plans for me. So, as I turned on my shower, I noticed that one of the glass sliding doors was off the track and not moving properly. As I went to re-shift the door back onto the track, the entire door (and I literally mean the ENTIRE door) shattered right there on the floor. I have never in my life seen glass crumble like I did last night. The only remaining part of the door was the two outside frames.
So as I picked my chin up from off the floor I stood in utter amazement and disbelief at what I had just witnessed. Immediately following, I thought to myself "How on Earth am I ever going to explain this one?". As I gathered my thoughts, I quickly called Dalene and Murray in to break the news. They were extremely sympathetic and understanding of the situation. I still feel horrible and am now insisting on paying them back for repairs.
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Today was a really great day. For starters, during our mission portion of Holiday Club today, I was surprised with the presenting of my very first delivered letter from my Nanny & Papa. Upon giving me the letter, Greg (main leader of 6 &7s), the leaders and our 80 sixth and seventh graders prayed for me. What an awesome start to the day.
I will say that my ninja turtle outfit was spectacular, even though it lasted less than an hour. My homemade mask and stick on turtle shell fabric just weren't suitable for the day's activities. Another leader from my group, Bill, also dressed up as a ninja turtle so we were twins today. I am extremely excited about tomorrow's dress up theme- crazy pajama day! That is right up my alley!
At the end of each day of Holiday Club the leaders of each age group meet together to eat lunch, discuss the day's events, plan for tomorrow and pray. This has become a part of the day that I look forward to each afternoon. As the group of 15 of us gather around the lawn and fellowship together, I am reminded of how great the body of Christ is and how important it is to work together. In just three days, I have developed some amazing friendships with the other leaders that I am working with. We as Christians are truly one huge family.
I can't wait to see what's in store for tomorrow. In the meantime...I'm staying away from all glass objects.
xoxo
Taylor
(First picture- all 6&7 graders plus leaders)
I must first tell you about my horrific experience from last night before any discussion about today.
As I got home from last night's worship service I was super excited to be able to just relax, take a shower, read my devotion and get in bed. However, God constantly reminds me that my plans will not always align with his plans for me. So, as I turned on my shower, I noticed that one of the glass sliding doors was off the track and not moving properly. As I went to re-shift the door back onto the track, the entire door (and I literally mean the ENTIRE door) shattered right there on the floor. I have never in my life seen glass crumble like I did last night. The only remaining part of the door was the two outside frames.
So as I picked my chin up from off the floor I stood in utter amazement and disbelief at what I had just witnessed. Immediately following, I thought to myself "How on Earth am I ever going to explain this one?". As I gathered my thoughts, I quickly called Dalene and Murray in to break the news. They were extremely sympathetic and understanding of the situation. I still feel horrible and am now insisting on paying them back for repairs.
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Today was a really great day. For starters, during our mission portion of Holiday Club today, I was surprised with the presenting of my very first delivered letter from my Nanny & Papa. Upon giving me the letter, Greg (main leader of 6 &7s), the leaders and our 80 sixth and seventh graders prayed for me. What an awesome start to the day.
I will say that my ninja turtle outfit was spectacular, even though it lasted less than an hour. My homemade mask and stick on turtle shell fabric just weren't suitable for the day's activities. Another leader from my group, Bill, also dressed up as a ninja turtle so we were twins today. I am extremely excited about tomorrow's dress up theme- crazy pajama day! That is right up my alley!
At the end of each day of Holiday Club the leaders of each age group meet together to eat lunch, discuss the day's events, plan for tomorrow and pray. This has become a part of the day that I look forward to each afternoon. As the group of 15 of us gather around the lawn and fellowship together, I am reminded of how great the body of Christ is and how important it is to work together. In just three days, I have developed some amazing friendships with the other leaders that I am working with. We as Christians are truly one huge family.
I can't wait to see what's in store for tomorrow. In the meantime...I'm staying away from all glass objects.
xoxo
Taylor
(First picture- all 6&7 graders plus leaders)
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