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Halfway through Eswatini now!

      Monday was Caitrin’s 22nd birthday!!! Wesley and I got to go get her a cake and we had a party for her in the evening. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

        Tuesday-Friday we went to the care point. We sadly didn’t have the full squad at all this week because of sickness and bumpy, allergic skin. It still was a very sweet week. We started doing Bible studies and worship in the morning before most kids came. We invited the cook for that week, Dakona, to join us which was awesome. Every day we do a Bible story skit, dance, and do a few games. It’s so fun.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

       Friday, D squad left for the weekend to renew their visas in South Africa, so my squad and I got to have a few days  just us together. Saturday we went to Manzini for the day. We got to get some lunch then shop around, then we went home to a CRAZY storm. Kara stayed back today so she endured the worst part of the storm all by herself 😭. Manzini was very hot today and the sun was blazing, but as we drove back to Nsoko, the temperature dropped and the wind was blowing. We got home and helped to clean up the base after the storm, then started cooking dinner. We had FIRE chicken and vegetables, plus Emma Claire made desserts for us. All together we ate everything in the dark. Actually such a sweet peaceful time while the rain was pounding on the tin roof. Sunday we cleaned up the base, then watched Sound of Freedom as D squad started rolling back in. It was a crazy and awesome weekend.

 

 

Night 1 just us at the base together

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Manzini and the night of the storm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

D squad comes back!

 

 

 

 

 

 

       I have just been sitting in the refiners fire this week. It’s been rough. I felt so Alleah in her flesh with insecurity and comparison. This last month has been the same thing, but now I think I’m seeing the beauty of the fire. He’s ripping off the bandaids I’ve been putting on the wounds of my identity, and actually coming to heal them. As a leader I’ve felt unqualified and like I’m failing. It’s a total lie, but it’s been in the back of my mind especially during Swazi. Insecure thoughts have been haunting me. This week I came to the conclusion that I have trust issues and an identity crisis. VERY dramatic sounding. But God can come into that now. He has been coming into those wounds and bringing more things I have to surrender to Him. It’s hard for my pride to lean on others, and I literally have had to because I’ve been so in my head.

      Thank you God for this community and that I can trust them and especially you. Thank you for taking me through trials. You are the Healer and my Leader.