Africa

nazinga.

3.2.15

















so i got charged by an elephant.  twice.  and it was one of the most exhilarating, terrifyingly awesome things i've ever experienced.  and when they screamed at us, we screamed at mom to drive on and get us away from the amazing, sixteen ton animal that was chasing us away from her baby.  and we held onto the top of the car and my shutter finger was going a million clicks a second and yet it seemed that i was still unable to capture the sheer ginormousness of this beautiful creature.  and i marveled a lot, because suddenly, here before you are these animals.  giant and bizarre and grey in all of their baggy skin and flailing trunks.   with the tiny elephants grabbing their mother's tails and following them through the tall grass like i only thought they did in jungle book.  

and we drove kilometer after kilometer on dusty, dry roads in the middle of nowhere.  straining our eyes for what little natural wildlife is left here.  and we got to see it raw and natural, ever though mom would have been a little more comfortable if there was some sort of a barrier between where we were sleeping and the lake full of crocs.  

there were birds the color of neon sharpies and others of dirt.  so we dodged tree limbs from our perch atop the car and bruised our legs from scraping branches, and it was wonderful. 

then there was a rosy sunrise that filtered through the dust blanket that had settled over the earth.   we climbed a mountain, that looked more like an ant hill, and watched the sun wake and spread its light over the dark earth.  as far as the eye could see was brush and grass and trees, so different than those normal to me, and yet in their own rugged, tired, brown way: they were beautiful. 

isn't it amazing the diversity that He has created?  each so individual and unique, and yet still completely perfect by design.  His glorious creation was all around us, rugged and natural.   He creates mountains and plains, deserts and rain forests, fish and elephants.  and he says that they are all good. 

yeah, it was hot and filled with sunscreen, ugly sunhats and mass quantities of nasty flies.  but those were nothing because we had twenty hours free and alone in His creation, and fellowship with dear, dear friends who had traveled half-way around the world to see us.  and i got a sunset that felt like it was painted just for me… 

lately

lately… | 2 |

22.5.14





+ packing for bobo
+ looking forward to helping with a health class in a village on saturday (please be praying!)
+ happy to be hanging with friends for the next couple days!!  
+ hoping for more rains, hasn't been any in a while
+ realizing that lists are one of the easiest ways to communicate
+ randomly wondering if any of y'all are on pinterest (and if so, let me know)
+ thanking God that we've been here 5 months and i haven't gotten malaria yet!  and considering i am the largest mosquito magnet on the continent, that's pretty amazing…
+ thinking that the 3rd pic of jess and i looks like the weird painting of the farmer.  you know, the one with a pitchfork and his wife…
+ doing lots and lots ( & lots) of school
+ excitedly waiting of our chicks to hatch
+ trying to figure out why the entire computer seems to be zoomed in
+ craving dr. pepper and dairy queen
+ imessaging with a friend
+ looking forward to friends getting back in country for summer!
+ very excited about a hot shower tomorrow, at the guest house

despite what these pictures show, we are normal.
i promise…
okay fine, normal-ish.

Africa

You know you're a missionary kid when... {pt.1}

21.2.14



The question "Where are you from?" does not come with a short answer
("How much time do you have?  I can give you the short, medium or long version.")


You automatically think of football as a sport played with a round ball that you kick
(I now have to make the distinction of football or American football)

You know what it's like to be the minority
(indeed)

You're used to people always staring at you wherever you go
(It takes some time and isn't always comfortable but it does become normal)

You really have to think about time differences before you Skype or FaceTime someone
(More than once I've almost called someone at 3 am their time)

You don't really know where home is
(Home has a whole new definition)

Your life story uses the phrase "Then we went to…" more than 5 times
(a lot more than 5)

You have a passport but no drivers license
(sadly, but driving here is a hazard to your well-being)

You are grateful for the speed and efficiency of the U.S. Postal Service
("You mean it is guaranteed to get there in 2 days, and it will actually get there?") 

You know how small the world really is
("It's a small world after all")

You start singing a song and then realize it's in another language
(or when you say, "I love this song" and don't even think about it being in French)

You find a bug in your food you calmly pick it out and continue eating
(and that's after you washed the rice, you don't even want to know the amount of creatures we sift out of our flour)
The fruits that are in the "exotic" section in the farmers markets in the U.S. are normal
(I've discovered some of my favorite fruits here)

You're surprised when you see someone following traffic rules
(You mean the red light means you actually have to stop?)

You divide your friends by what continent they live on
(We have friends all over the world)

You're not afraid to eat food that you can't pronounce
(it takes more time to try to learn the name of the meal than to eat it)

You struggle to read something, only to realize that you're trying to read it in another language
(Oh, that's why!)

Seeing people peeing on the side of the road is totally normal
(it's just life)

There is always room for one more person on a bus- even if that means hanging off the side or sitting on top of the stuff on the roof
(The more the merrier)
You have rainy season and dry season, not spring, summer fall and winter
(And when it's dry season, it's dry.  And when it's rainy season, it's wet)

011 is a familiar area code
(the country code that you learn so well)
You watch a movie set in a foreign country, and you know what the nationals are really saying into the camera.
(that's not really what they said!) 
You refer to gravel roads as highways.
 (though I don't understand why some of them have curbs...)
 You understand all of these things