Saturday, March 15, 2014

A Holy Experience

This afternoon I had the privilege of visiting the home of a young couple in Chalinze. They are super committed to the Lord and attend the Chalinze Church.

For my American friends, I’d like to give you a visual. Their “home” consists of one fairly dark room which is about 8’ X 9’ and has one door and one window. They have a big bed and a tiny couch just 1’ from the bed. These rooms are available everywhere to rent in East Africa and are usually one room in a block of 6, 8 or more rooms. In slum areas they are built very close together. Families sleep in that one room and cook outside. The block has shared latrines and shower. If a family is able, they can rent an additional room for their children or for a sitting area, but these two rooms are not connected. I have gathered that a landlord builds a block, rents out the rooms and then never does a thing to the building after that, so they are generally in disrepair.

This family’s room is SUPER organized and clean. They have no room for a bureau, so a few nails are hung up high on the walls where you find high heel shoes or a belt or a few items of clothing hanging. They simply don’t own much to store.

I’ve always been impressed with this couple just because of their sheer dependence on God to meet their needs one day at a time. I yearn to have that kind of total trust. These two never appear worried even in the worst of times. Who needs to be afraid when you know in the depths of your soul that God’s got your back?!

Back to the visit . . . I had no translator as Mama Ruth was sick and Pastor Romy had gone with James to another town to give out Swahili Bibles this afternoon. No problem . . . I now have a spattering of Swahili. I can get by at a guest house and explain to someone with zero English what time I’d like breakfast, if I’d like one or two eggs, boiled, fried or scrambled, and many other helpful things like “would you do my wash today?”, “please do not Doom my room”, or “may I have a towel?” However, those topics do not come up when you visit a family. Lucky for me the young woman has been in an English class for seven months which Kulea is providing for our leaders and several church members. So, with her smattering of English and my bit of Swahili we began to visit. She was quite proud to translate a little.

We talked about people they knew in the US. They wanted me to give their greetings especially to Wilson W. They asked about Mama Joshua, Mama Ethan, Mama na Baba Helen, and finally Baba Lindsey (my husband). You all know who you are! Then for lack of anything to discuss I asked him what he does for work. She had no English words for it, but hurried outside and returned with a plastic cup, small strainer, and a covered hot pot. They managed to tell me he works for a man and sells these items each day. He works Monday – Thursday, leaving home at 6:30am and returning at 8pm. I asked, “Will it help you if I buy some of your hot pots?” No, the man pays him a daily wage no matter what he sells (notice – no incentive for selling many). Then he offered the wage: 8,000 Tanzanian shillings per day, followed quickly by, “Mungu Mkubwa. Tunashukuru Mungu!” (God is great. We are deeply grateful to God!) He was so grateful to have a job that takes him away for 12.5 hours a day and pays him just $5 per day, 4 days a week.
I think my jaw dropped open.  Hearing the numbers and knowing the kind of job I’m sure this man does (excellence) – it hit me really hard. I turned to the woman and asked about her teaching ‘job.’  She is an amazing teacher, dedicated to helping preschoolers whose families cannot afford school get an education so they can go to primary school. She teaches about 40 kids with another woman for 5 hours a day, 5 days a week (25 hour weeks) and receives 3,000 Tanzanian shillings per month. Yes, PER MONTH. At $2 per month, she is a volunteer of the church. The family lives on Dad’s wages. 

NOTE: this is a Preschool and Feeding program the Chalinze Baptist Church started and which Kulea supports, called Kingdom Kids. Our volunteer team in September provided teacher training and brought many materials to the school. We’ve been seeking a USA Preschool to come alongside this school for some time. Kulea’s support goes toward the cost of food for the program, leaving nothing for teacher salaries because so many children attend free. It is our deep desire to find sponsors for this Preschool and some in the food services industry to sponsor the Feeding Program.

Next she explained they have a dream: to buy a small plot of land and build a simple home that will be their own (no more renting). The cost is projected to be three million, or $1,875. How will they save for that when he makes $20 a week? Planning. They have a plan (such impressive people)! Every day he makes 8,000 and they explained that it takes 5,000 to eat and pay rent and the remaining 3,000 they can try to save, assuming no one gets sick and needs to go to the clinic, no one they know gets married or dies (culturally you are expected to make significant donations for weddings or funerals). They had just come up with this plan so only started saving a few days ago.

I hope you are with me. Picture this: we are sitting in a stifling hot room, rented by some of the nicest people on this earth, in cramped quarters and I’ve just heard that they live completely on the edge. In addition, throughout the conversation one or the other would mention again their gratefulness to God for everything He is doing for them. Enough to blow me away and begin to refocus my own priorities toward total dependence on God. As I’m taking it all in and feeling at a loss for what to say next, I thought of my camera – photo op! I took a pic with Mom, Dad and their three year old child. Then Mom began calling a name through the doorway and the cutest little boy came in and joined us – age eight. I knew they only have one child and I thought I recognized this boy from the Chalinze Church, but I was not sure.

The woman began to tell his story very briefly. In a nutshell: his father died a few years ago, then in March 2013, Mom died. His grandmother often had no food and could not send him to Chalinze Primary. She was unable to take him, leaving him vulnerable and homeless. So, this beautiful, faithful couple took the boy in and became Mama and Baba to him. They began renting a second room where the two children sleep. Wait! Back up the bus! They are living on the edge, barely able to feed and clothe themselves and they are taking in a child because they KNOW God is providing for them?  It became clear that I was in the presence of the Holy. Nothing more or less than that – the face of God.

Now, we suddenly have a family of four, not three, so another photo session ensued. I asked the woman if I could share their story with friends and she agreed. I failed to ask if I could use their names and photo, so I’m only providing the boy’s photo. Tomorrow I will ask if I can share more.



I’m back in my “plush” hotel and feeling grateful for what God showed me today. Guilty of complaining on Facebook about the oppressive heat two nights ago, then moving to a room with A/C, I will not complain tomorrow when I move back to un-air-conditioned accommodations. Kulea should come alongside this couple as they care for this beautiful orphan. He clearly needs a sponsor. Perhaps you would be one of these? If this couple can take in a child while living on $20 per week, $35 per month doesn’t sound like much at all. It’s all a matter of priorities.

Each sponsor will help us bridge the gap, and bring us closer to being able to help other vulnerable children such as this precious boy. He needs to be in our Child Assistance program which helps pay school fees, clinic, etc. for vulnerable children whose families are unable to support them.

Pray for him. Pray for Kulea. Pray for those who will open their hearts to a child.


This family’s story has shown me another way to live – totally dependent on God for everything and even enough faith in Him to risk and reach out to another child of God in need.     

Thursday, March 13, 2014

"EMI Just Called to Say We're Approved and I Can’t Stop Crying Because God is Bigger Than All My Dreams!"

Today was that sort of day you don’t really expect. It started out not so well here in Tanzania, and then improved and got better and better. Throughout it, God showed up! The end of the day came with me thinking, “Wow, this was such a great day,” and not just because I’m in Tanzania which for me is the definition of a great day. As I prepared to turn in tonight, I had such a feeling of gratitude and was thanking God for many things. Then my USA phone began ringing . . . bringing the news we had prayerfully hoped for but didn't dare expect. Let me back up and try to explain.

As I write this I’m feeling completely rested physically. That, in itself, is a miracle. To say my schedule over the past two weeks was exhausting is an understatement. Seriously! I shared the schedule a week ago with a prayer warrior who prays faithfully for Kulea and me. She wrote back that just reading the schedule made her tired and that it seemed really impossible. My prayer was simply for stamina – to get through the two weeks - because everything was so important. My husband and I had out of town guests staying in our home three times in the past two weeks. At the same time I was preparing for my part in Kulea’s largest event of the year on last Friday, our Come Build A Village Auction and Dinner. The next day we had a dinner party in our home for two Kenyan families and two days later I was flying to East Africa for two and a half weeks along with missionary and new friend, James Myer. On top of everything, I was preparing for meetings in East Africa, prepping trip budgets for TZ this week and separate one for Uganda next week, authorizing international wire transfers, packing blessing bags, etc. The list goes on and on. I also tutor four kids two afternoons each week and the teaching continued. I worked through much of the night several times. 

James Myer and the Kulea Kids


When I got on the plane, I felt relief. I only had one item left on my urgent list – an Executive Director’s monthly report to write and email, due to our USA Board asap (planned to work on the plane). I had charged my mini laptop, but then took it to the Come Build a Village Auction three nights before and it was used there. Battery was now dead. I thought, “I’ll charge it in Amsterdam, no problem.” Where was the power cord? In my checked luggage, inaccessible. I believe God arranged for me to rest. Clearly! His plans may not be our plans, but they are always best. So I slept most of the way to Africa and felt pretty good once here. We arrived and felt the HEAT of the tropics. Welcome to rainy season!

The second night I stayed in a favorite Chalinze hoteli, The Bush Guest House: big simple rooms, inexpensive rate, nice staff, but no air conditioning. James was smart, staying down the road at Kimotonge with A/C.  It was very hot. I usually do not use A/C while in Africa but this was one of those extra hot nights. I showered at 11pm to cool down and went to bed with wet hair and the overhead fan on high. Still it was hot, but I was tired and slept until my hair dried at 2:30am. Then I was awake until 5:30am, sweating, and finally slept a little until 7:00am. I thought I was just having trouble because I had left the USA with snow falling (actually felt like a wimp and was embarrassed)!  However, today I learned that some Africans nearby had trouble sleeping, too. One friend showered several times during the night to survive the heat. It was unusually hot and though drinking a liter of water, I awoke feeling a little sick from the heat.

So, early morning found me calling our driver from Kanuth Adventure Safaris, Kanuth Tarimo (he’s the best, by the way), asking him to please find me an air conditioned room and help me move before he was to leave town. Kimotonge was full. The White Guest House was full. Finally, a room was found at a new small hotel, Lodge Bonnell. With James Myer’s help, Kanuth got me moved by 9:00 (please envision lots of heavy blessing bags). Kanuth then left with James and Pastor Romy for a day’s excursion to share God’s word with the Zaramo people in several villages. They left me planning to work at the new hotel on many Kulea things.

I organized my bags, found everything, set up the computer, cooled down the room and was ready to work by 10:00am. Sat down feeling numb and couldn’t keep my eyes open. I decided to lie down for 45 minutes and then work. I awoke at 1:30pm after a very deep sleep and felt completely rested for the first time in three weeks. It was amazing! I was never more grateful for air conditioning.

So, after a very hot night, I was able to move to air conditioning and had the time to really rest. That was the start of this great day!

After lunch I was able to go with Patrick, our Kulea driver, to pick up the Kulea children from school. One of them is boarding at Honest Primary for several months only – Amos. I had time with him to ask how he was. I said, “Do you need anything?” He seemed completely confused at that question, like ‘why would I need anything?’ Finally, he just said he would really appreciate some books on Geography, World History, Physical Science and Civics. Check! He looked great and I was thrilled to have a little time with him. Then I rode home with the rest of the Kulea children and some of them joined me in the church around the keyboard singing “God is so Good” and learning about playing the piano. A good day was getting better with every minute I spent with those kids.

Matthias Learns to Stand with Habiba Assisting!

In the evening I went to dinner with close friends, Lekope and Grace. They had a beautiful new baby, Esupat, and well….need I say anything more? Yep, just holding a newborn baby is a taste of Heaven. My mother-in-law always says that looking at a newborn baby is the closest we get to seeing heaven on earth. She’s right! After dinner, we visited, I shared scripture with Grace and Lekope and finally, he prayed, giving thanks for the blessings of friendship and for all God’s goodness to us.

When I returned to the hotel, I made a quick call to my friend and Kulea board member, Kelly Lacourse, to share my day.

I hope you can put yourself in my place for a minute. I’m back at the hotel – with A/C!! – and reflecting on this amazing day, sharing it with a friend. I changed hotels, really rested, saw ALL our Kulea children and spent some quality time with them making music, and enjoyed the fellowship of Christian friends. Could it get any better?  No.

Actually, Yes! God is the God of the impossible We often say He loves to make the impossible possible!

As I was literally sitting in bed and praying, thanking God for the many undeserved blessings of this day, my USA phone began ringing. Hmm, Colorado?  Only my sister-in-law lives in Colorado and my friend Carolyn and this number was not either of their numbers. I thought, “Who is disturbing my time with God?….Should I answer this?……Maybe it’s a salesperson.” Knowing that my cell number is listed in many places as the primary USA Kulea contact, I decided to answer.

 Hello?

On the other end, a man introduced himself and told me he was calling from EMI. The minute he said “EMI” I sucked in my breath and began holding it….silently waiting for the next words. Hoping, and they came:

 “WE’VE DECIDED TO APPROVE YOUR KULEA PROJECT.”

After that, as he went over a few details, I could barely focus. I wanted to jump up and down and wake up everyone here in Chalinze to tell them. Instead I called one of my best friends (and Kulea Board member) Kelly Lacourse. As soon as I heard her voice, I suddenly couldn’t speak as the enormity of the news gripped my heart. Tears began flowing as Kelly was saying, “What is wrong, Deborah? Talk to me.” Finally, I managed to say, “EMI just called to say we are approved and I can’t stop crying because God is bigger than all my dreams!”

We had applied to EMI, Engineering Ministries International, in December for an engineering project to include a topographical study of our land, a detailed development plan (many pages), a site plan map and finally fundraising brochures. Basically we were applying for over $80,000 worth of engineering and surveying at an estimated cost to Kulea of about $12,000. Before we can build on our land and rescue many orphans, these engineering plans must be completed. Please visit EMI’s website – there is also an EMI East Africa website.

Now, it’s nearing midnight in Tanzania at the close of a great day. A beautiful day! As I close, I have a song in my head that has been on replay since I began typing this, “Beautiful Day” by Jamie Grace.  Maybe you can listen to it. A few of my favorite lines:

“Lord you are the refuge that I can’t wait to get to…”

“Cause I can’t let a day go by without thanking You for the joy that you bring to my life.”

“You’re showing me, in You, I’m free.”

“Ooo, There’s something about the way, your love shines on my face, I could never get enough of You”

"This feeling can’t be wrong, I’m about to get my worship on. Take me away,
It’s a beautiful day!  Yeah, It’s a beautiful day!"

I’m grateful beyond words tonight to our amazing God who truly has made what seemed impossible possible!