It was 1930h and we were late. Not only was traffic heavy, it was downright slow – much like my day! Two simple tasks had consumed the spare time I’d hoped for. My husband spent his day lying on the cement hangar floor, removing a landing gear strut. Just 10 simple bolts, but this too took all day. As we parked the car and hurried in, the melody and words, "I worship You, Amighty God, there is none like You…" welcomed us and soothed our spirits. Participants at the Flying Mission (FM) Thursday Night Prayer Meeting are being skillfully led in worship of our Awesome God.
Kgakgamatso (“KG”) was ejected from a vehicle when she was ten days old. All of the adults in the vehicle, including her birth mom, were killed in the accident, and KG spent the entire night lying on the ground until the accident was discovered some time the next morning. We brought her home from the hospital when she was two months old, and almost immediately we took her to South Africa for medical evaluations. The pediatric neurologist who examined KG gave a bleak prognosis. “You are looking at school for the blind and every kind of therapy known to man,” she said, “and even then, there is a good chance that she will never walk, talk, or see.”
The Botswana government kindly expedited KG’s adoption so that we could take her back to the United States and pursue “every kind of therapy known to man.” Continue reading “Two More Milestones Reached!”
For some, Dave’s no stranger. For me, he was. I met him at the Central Hall, Westminster, London, last year on a period of home leave. We’d shared identifying features over the phone……..I think he said he’d be wearing brown. I was equally helpful ‘I’ll be carrying a shoulder bag…blue!’ The meeting was destined to happen as it was a quiet day for the Central Hall. We talked: Botswana, retirement, grandchildren…and then to the grown up stuff! How could we make his job of collecting funds, for FM, in UK more meaningful, and how could he help us to communicate well with UK supporters? So, Dave Young’s part of the FM Team: secretary of FM UK. He’s not afraid to call a spade a spade. It’s good to know he’s there, that he’s prepared to read document drafts, that he banks the money, that he informs me of donations, that he prays for the work…. and that he paid for my lunch that day!
Many have expressed admiration at my coming to Botswana to work as a short-term volunteer with Flying Mission this year. They tell me I’m brave for having come alone. But then I remind them that for me, coming to Botswana has in many ways been like coming home again. I grew up as a “missionary kid” in Botswana. This country was my home, and the people of Flying Mission were, in so many ways, my extended family. Even now, after 5 years away, I return to find that although Flying Mission has changed in so many ways, it is still an ever-growing family. It is a good place to come as a “short-termer”. I have been accepted here with open arms and have been given meaningful tasks according to my interests and abilities, tasks which have challenged me and tasks from which I have learned a great deal. As a short-termer you have a chance to use your skills for God, and at the same time you have plenty of opportunity to try something new, in a safe environment where there are always others to support you. It is a time of growth, and there will be challenges. But through these challenges, I am learning. I have been given the opportunity to give of myself, and I have received much in return. Continue reading “Coming home to Botswana”