13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th and 18th of September
So I realized tonight that I definitely haven’t updated in awhile and I apologize about that! Last week was so crazy starting my first full week at FHS and getting adapted to lesson plans, school schedules and everything else that goes into the fun of an up and coming season! Monday was a great day, since I had a great and relaxing last weekend I had lots of energy set aside to helping the kids to the best of my ability. I was very convicted this past Sunday too while reading A Purpose Driven Life Chapter 24 explains how not only are we supposed to read the word daily, but have a goal that relates the word into our daily lives. This really helped fuel me for the week and through this daily intake of the word it allowed me to have a better time adjusting and learning the ropes compared to last week. Monday ended with a time of lesson planning which helped set us up for our lessons during the remainder of the week.
The rest of the week went well! Having a lesson plan really helped our sessions seem more meaningful, the kids seemed to get a lot more out of their time for homework with us and our time telling bible stories to the Kids seemed to keep their interest more. I am excited to see what these upcoming weeks possess with a somewhat more organized structure for them.
There are two girls from Germany, Anieka and Corrie that came on Wednesday with a sister branch of AIM. I had the pleasure of meeting them and they will be staying here at the Greidanus’ with me until Monday night when I leave for Minnie’s house! They will also be working at FHS which is exciting that they will be working with Robert, David and I and truly making an impact for Christ with the kids there.
Thursday evening was one of my most treasured moments from the week. The Brown’s invited all of the Windhoek Missionaries over for a sweet time of encouragement and prayer. It is always very uplifting to have meaningful conversation about life in general and how the Lord is showing himself especially in a place so far away from “home.” I got the opportunity to share about my time of prayer at FHS with a girl named Ndemona. Ndemona is a little girl in my morning group that is sometimes causing trouble, but has a sweet heart and a contagious smile! On Thursday morning she was upset about some boy who was picking on her and was not about to do her homework like she was instructed to do. When nothing else was working the spirit lead me to ask her if she wanted me to pray with her. I asked if she wanted me to and right away she answered “yes!” Even though it was a simple prayer and seemed a little silly to me, the Lord showed me this is the way to show I love the kids. It is also the way to show how Christ loves them and is even listening to their “little” concerns. After praying for her I asked if she wanted a hug. This little girl was not encouraged at all prior to my encounter with her and afterwards was so excited about getting a hug and then starting her homework and the rest of her day in the right manner. Now I am not saying by any means that I am the one that made her, but it is so encouraging when you can feel the Holy Spirit guiding you through something and then see Christ’s outcome. It is the wonderful feeling of knowing there is a purpose behind you being in a certain place at a certain time.
Later on Thursday David, Robert and I went to Joe’s Beerhouse, a very popular restaurant in Windhoek where all the tourist go. We went there the first week of our stay just to look around so now we finally got the chance to eat there! I had a very good Spicy Carrot and Ginger Soup, which was delicious, and a regular “Joe Hamburger” and honestly was not very good, I was so sad that I chose the “safe” choice and was not happy with it, next time I will have to pick the Schnitzel or some other kind of Namibian specialty.
The point of going to Joe’s on Thursday night was to stock up on food because on Friday I was going to my a home in Katutura to stay for the weekend. I was very nervous going on my home stay because I was the only one that was going alone. Robert and David had each other and Anieka and Corrie had eachother. I knew the family would be wonderful and very welcoming, I was not worried about that just more of the language barrier and being alone trying to understand the culture more while making plenty of mistake along the way!
I arrived for my homestay on Friday evening after FHS. I found out on the car ride over that I would be staying with Judy, I met her and her family one of the first days I was in Namibia. That made me feel much more comfortable, it was such an answer to prayer that I knew the family and had been to their home already. When I arrived on Friday night the family was so welcoming, even though I could not understand the parents, Judy translated to me that her father, Joseph, was telling all his neighbors that I may not have the same color skin as him, but I am his daughter. I was so excited with the warm greeting I received from not only the family, but all their neighbors as well. Friday evening I got placed into their typical routine of having bible study with their family and what we in the US would call our extended family as well. Afterwards we watched a popular soap opera called “The Clone” with the family and ate dinner in their sitting room then headed to bed rather early.
I am glad I am such a heavy sleeper due to essentially in this house the rooms are separated by sheets so you can hear everything in the other rooms like the TV on, conversations etc. Saturday morning Judy and I got to visit her “sister” (her dad’s father’s brother’s daughter) and her family who live next to the public shower where Judy and I rinsed off for the day. What an experience walking about half a mile in the dirt to the tiny communal shower. Judy said the government is possibly thinking of funding a project that would give each area of homes its own shower and toilet facilities, but for the time being they walk to use the shower and use the toilet that is just a pile of rocks covered by the tin roofing next to their house. After cleaning ourselves we walked to Judy’s school, Katutura Community College, where she was taking a computer class and had to retake two of her exams in order to get her certificate. She passed the test, so excited the second she got out of the classroom, such an answer to prayer! We later celebrated with some delicious biscuits and Pineapple Fanta! We then went to choir practice, which was supposed to start at 3:00, but Judy and I were eating lunch (rice and ketchup, surprisingly really good!) then so we decided to leave at 3:30, by the time we got to the church at 3:55 the Woman’s lecture that morning was still going on so we decided to stop by a friends house until they were finished, which ended up being around 5:00, great example of operating on the infamous “African Time!” After practice we went home and helped prepare dinner of Pap (famous Namibian dish made of Maize meal and water) and beans with tomatoes, and onions as well as some of the meat we went to the neighbors to purchase called Kapana. My hosts did a great job at being sensitive to my “American” stomach, which I was thankful for! Others in my group were not so lucky!
This morning the house was pretty much awake with the sunrise getting ready for church, ironing, bathing and getting ready for the Sabbath. After the church service, which happened to be the same one I attended last week we relaxed in the house until Rob and everyone else came to pick me up!
The house I stayed in for my homestay was so incredible probably about 15’ x 30’ in total and housing atleast 6 people! It was split up into 5 rooms, 3 bedrooms, a kitchen and sitting area. The pictures do not captivate how this home truly functions and it was such a treat to live in Babylon, the area of Katutura I was in for the weekend. It was interesting to hear what Judy had to say about how no white people ever come into Katutura except to drive through and take pictures so the point that I was there living with the people of Katutura meant a lot to them! Needless to say I got plenty of stares and my first marriage proposal (don’t worry Joe I said no…). This is sadly a strategy that a lot of men use in this area to try and see what the girl’s response is… But overall the weekend was very humbling as well as rewarding. One thing I think I will always remember vividly from this weekend was in the middle of me trying to comprehend what it would be like to live in these conditions for more than a weekend I looked up on the space next to their TV and their was a sign that stated “The Little I have is A Gift From God.” Such powerful words, especially because this family has so, so little, but they are truly believe that anything they have is such a blessing from our maker. So often we say in our minds that we deserve more than we have not realizing that because we are sinners, anything less than Hell is true grace. Praise the Lord for sending his son, Jesus Christ to come and die for our sins so that we can live an eternal life with him!
That sums up most of my weekend, but if you have any specific questions feel free to email them to me, I would love to hear from you! Tlgarber@uncg.edu . Thanks so much everyone for all your prayers I truly felt them this weekend!
Some of the Kids outside the house where I stayed
Me stirring the Pap
Everyone helping in the Kitchen

Judy stirring the Pap
Nana and Tata eating dinner
Me and Alex Eating Dinner

Judy and I in her Choir Uniform

The Girls in the bedroom where I stayed

The Family Outside of their home before I left!