Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
It seems a bit surreal, that is for sure, to be starting a farewell church tour. I picked a hot time to do it, 95 degrees today. We have just 53 days left before we come home and I wanted to get to a bunch of churches before I left. So, I started today, visiting Pastor Jere's church in Valley View. It was a special day to be there for a number of reasons. My friendship with Pastor Jere started at pretty much the inception of this church. I preached and visited several times when it was in its rented location. And then this happened. And slowly but surely, they have built up this church. The outer walls are complete and they are getting it done. But what was more amazing to me was what is going on inside the walls. The church has grown and there are many young men are in the church. Pastor Jere is an amazing leader and trainer and pastor. Here is just one example from a previous blog. What is so uncommon in Zambia, in training other leaders, Pastor Jere has focused entirely on and it is paying off huge. It is amazing how understated and quiet this man is and yet what a legacy of leaders he is leaving in his wake. I hoped to encourage them in my preaching, but I left way more encouraged than I could have ever given.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
lives were getting a little too routine that we needed something to awaken
our yawning readers, a little blog rating boost for you today. Enjoy!
Hey guys, Kamryn here. We have a major blog on our hands, hence part of the
title. This blog is about Dad's and all of ours right of passage. Hence
the title again. But why the "timing is everything part?" Listen closely.
It was a Tuesday, a hot one. Dad and Julia were sick, and our gardener was
at school. Aunty Mirriam was swimming with Jojo, and I had just finished
helping Rhoda read, when Aunty Mirriam rushed in with Jojo, her face white.
And she said,"(Listen guys, this part is important)There is a huge snake!!!"
So I ran out to the porch with her. The snake was in the bushes, and pretty
soon mom joined us. She said, "What is it? " "A snake" we all said. Now,
Aunty Mirriam doesn't exaggerate. So when she says huge, she means it! And
when that thing slithered out of the bushes, I knew that was the biggest
snake we had ever seen in our yard. Let me rephrase that. The biggest
snake I have seen in Lusaka. I am not joking.
Now do you see why I said timing is everything? Dad was sick. Mwape gone.
What do we do? Get dad.
Poor sick dad in his room, was texting mom. He was oblivious to the chaos
going on outside. This is what he was texting," I am sooo sick. I feel
like..."and that is when mom burst in.
"A snake!" She panted. Guys, this is Non-fictional! True story! And it
only gets worsen (although it does have a happy ending!) So my poor sick dad
leaped out of bed, and ran down the hall. Meanwhile...
The snake was getting away!!! I was getting ready to throw something at it,
Aunty Mirriam was saying, "Where's Daddy?" Rhoda and Bradyn were holding on
to Jo who wanted to go see "her snake." And then daddy arrived. Aunty
Mirriam scurried off to get some rocks, while Mom went across the street
looking for someone to help dad get it. But it was me and Bradyn who
managed to get some people. When the guy came, the first thing he said
was," That snake is VERY dangerous. It is very poisonous." Well thanks,
SO they started throwing rocks. The snake shot out of the bushes, and the
men were throwing furiously. Dad got it once, but it didn't stop. They
chased it up the yard, and the snake slithered into a crack between the wall
and the guardhouse that was full of junk. What to do, what to do? I know!
The man walked out of the gate and went back to the house where he was a
guard, and came back with another man and a long stick(plus a hoe.) They
got all of the stuff out of the crack, to find the snake standing straight
up in a crack in the wall. Great. Go in there to get it, and never come
While we were standing there pondering, a random guy from the street came
in. "Hello" said mom. But this is just what we needed. One of the men
had such a brilliant idea. Why not climb onto the roof of the guard house
and to pour paint thinner down the crack that the snake was in? BRILLIANT!
BRILLIANT, I tell you! The paint thinner would burn the snake, so he would
have to come out! Then we wouldn't have to go in! So the guy got up there
and did it. It slithered out, and dad screamed," Its coming!" And then
I... climbed on top of the car. Not my bravest moment, but really, what
should I have done? And then POW! Dad nailed it with a rock! And then the
other guys hit it with sticks and then Dad flattened it's head with a
shovel! You know, the only time I appreciate snakes are when they are dead.
Especially BLACK MAMBAS that are FIVE FEET SEVEN INCHES LONG!
OH YA BABY!
So, that's our morning. A classic day in paradise!
We finally killed a BIG DANGEROUS snake all by ourselves! We have earned
our rite of passage to being a proper Zambian! Which of course, isn't easy
I assure you!
missionaries decided to do something which would scare the skin off him! We
laid the snake in front of the door in our gate, and we waited. No, I
waited. And I say from personal experience that the result was TOTALLY
So, Steve again... Check out the video and let it be known, that Stephanie was indeed the first one to pick up the snake... Brave girls I live with!
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Thursday, October 06, 2011
over for breakfast the other day so we could talk about his school and help
him write up a plan for the future. There are some great ministries
wanting to be involved in helping him with the school in the area of
training teachers and building construction, but the first step is really
putting his vision on paper. We are are working together to help think
through what the logical next steps should be. Patson is a dreamer and I
have seen God answer incredible, crazy, way out there dream/prayers. So, I
find a great bit of tension with helping him think through what is logical
and what is faith because I don't want to squelch but I also want to help
him be able to get to the next step. Anyway, all that to say, please pray
for Patson and his school/church. He is on the cusp of some amazing
progress and needs your prayers. He has 77 students in his school, two
volunteer teachers, no money for a feeding program so instead he just shares
from the food his family makes and he also shares with the 77 kids, his one
pit latrine. So, as you can see, there are lots of needs. I am hoping to be
able to be a liaison and help out however I can next year.
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
are as followed: a construction pic of Bread of Life Church, soon to be the
biggest church in Lusaka. Never thought a tire that big would fit in a
truck that small. Mad Max. Since my middle name is Max, I have a special
affinity to this store. If you are going to sell something on the street, I
am thinking this umbrella is a pretty good thing to sell in both the sun and
the rain. Random, I know... But, pretty funny, too!
Sunday, October 02, 2011
church. No projection, no sound system, nothing. Just a couple guitars, I
preached loud and we had extra time to eat and fellowship and play... It was
a brilliant morning (as my UK friends in the church like to say)... Our
community church is truly multi-ethnic, though there are definitely a white
person dominated church. We have people from Germany, Belgium, UK,
Australia, South Africa, Zimbabwe, U.S. Canada, Zambia, Singapore and many
more... It has been a great experience becoming the body of Christ with so
many different nationalities.