I was talking to my mom on the phone tonight and started to think about Africa and those who I left behind. About the kids in my Beat the Drum class in Sumerset, my kids at Ithemba. It’s so hard to be away from them. My mom kept telling me that I made an impact on them that I did change their lives. And I know that. But what hurts is who is going to add extra food to Wawa’s plate at snack time because he doesn’t get food at home. Or who is going to continue to teach them truths and show them who Christ it. I know I’m not superwomen and I know that I am not the only one who Christ uses. But it still hurts. I’m here at school going to classes and doing homework. It’sIBLE completely different than what I have been doing for the last 3 years. In a way I feel useless. I know I’m suppose to be here. And want to too. I want to be able to go back to Africa and live there and help these kids that I miss so much it makes me cry when talking or thinking about them.
I know this year is going to make me have a stronger belief in the power of prayer. I have seen it work slowly and I have also seen it work right away. All I can do is trust that God has his hand on the kids of Jbay, PE and Sumerset and pray for them.
Jesus be with this precious soul. Help Koko to feel loved and wanted. Turn his dads heart to you and to his kids. Keep him out of trouble and safe. He is so young to be hanging out on the streets. I do worry about him Lord but I trust you with him and know that you have a plan for his life.
And Lord this one. At one time it was spoken over him that he was a problem. He is far from that. Show Wawa’s mom that he is a sweet boy. Lord he is reaching the age in which he can get into a lot of trouble and hurt some people too. Keep his heart and eyes on you. Help him to live for you alone. Love him Lord.
Lord, each of these kids have a story of their own. I don’t know them all but you do. Lord teach them, hold them, love them, grow them, mold them, protect them, heal them, and Lord make your love known to them.
God there are so many children in Africa that don’t know what its like to have parents who love them and want them. I ask for those who are available to be adopted, help them get into a home and family that will love them and show them what a family really it.
Lord I thank you for letting me share my life with so many kids in South Africa. I wouldn’t have done any of it with out you. Please Lord continue to use me and help me be equipped to go back and keep pouring in to the lives of the kids in Africa.
Hey Becca, I’m Abby, I was an FYM in Africa 07-08. I just wanted to say I know how you are feeling. This is my second year back at school now since being back from Africa. It is still a daily struggle to be here, knowing all the people I love are back in Swaziland and South Africa. It’s hard for me to understand what God is doing with me at school, and I hate feeling so burdened all the time by the pain I know some of my Swazi friends are going through. But like you said we need to pray, and trust that God will bring us back to Africa in his time.. Thanks for writing this. Sometimes its a lonely feeling, missing Africa and people not understanding.
I love your heart sweet sister and I understand how you feel! Sometimes I just want to go over and bring them all home with me…it’s been over a year now since I’ve been overseas. I just have to believe that God is using what I’m doing now and it will impact the world in a BIGGER way!
Hang in there! Love you!