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Such Beautiful Faces!!!

Imagine being hungry, hopeless, and destitute.  This is the life of so many children and families in Zambia.  What would you do to change your situation and make a difference in your life and your future children’s lives?  Having dreams of eating every day and having the necessities of life are the hopes of many children.    The gift of an education can help change your future, but what if you are in seventh grade and you still can’t read?  When I was in Zambia last summer, my heart became greatly burdened to help teach these children how to read.  As a 12 year old boy came in to read me a beginning Kindergarten reader, he started by trying to read the copyright page.  It was all I could do not to burst out into tears.  The reality that these kids have not had the opportunity to have books placed into their hands was so hard to comprehend. 

 

Last summer, I was only in a school for two weeks and you can’t teach a child how to read in that short amount of time, but through mentoring the teachers and empowering them with the tools to teach their children how to read will make a difference.  I was so excited to see the difference in the teacher I worked with last summer by the end of the two weeks that I was there.   My heart was so heavy for the education that these children need and deserve so that they can change their future by being educated.  Only through the opportunity education will bring about will they be able to get a job.  My favorite story that I heard last year was from Dalitso.  He said, “When I grow up, I want to be a pastor so that I can help kids like me.”  God gives each of us different desires and passions and one of the passions that He has given me is to help make a difference in the lives of children like Dalitso.  There is nothing more heartbreaking to me than seeing a child want to learn and they don’t have the tools to do it.   

Dalitso and I!  I love this little boy!!!

 God has brought about an amazing opportunity for me to go back to Zambia this summer for 6 weeks and help lead the teacher trips.  I will be working with some amazing ladies who work for Family Legacy and I am so excited to see what God has in store this summer.   I will be leaving in mid-June, and will return at the beginning of August. 

My prayer is that as God is laying it on the hearts of American teachers to go to Zambia, we would all be able to come together and begin changing the education of these beautiful orphans and vulnerable children.  There is not a day that goes by that I don’t think about these boys and girls.  I know that every time I go to Zambia, God changes my heart and makes me fall in love with the people of Zambia even more. 

I would love for you to partner with me in prayer as I am preparing to go back to Zambia and if you feel led, I would love for you to partner with me financially.  Your donations are tax deductible.  I need to raise $5200 for my trip by the end of March.  Last year I was blown away by the way God provided the funds for my trip and I am already praying expectantly that He will do it again. 

If you would like to contribute toward my trip, you can donate online to this link:

http://donate.familylegacy.com/allisonrhodes

Or, you can send a check to:

Family Legacy Missions International

5005 W. Royal Lane Suite 252

Irving, TX 75063

In the memo line please write: Allison Rhodes/Teach One 2013



My class that I worked with in 2012.

 

 

Learning how to make words with letters.

Amazed!

When was the last time you were amazed by God?  I have seen God do amazing things and I often wonder, how often do I miss the amazing things that God does.  I would have to say that I know every day God is doing amazing things and I want to stay amazed by God.  I should stay in constant awe of Him and I don’t ever want to get used to the things He does for his people! 

Over the past month, I have been to a funeral for a 13 year old boy who was full of life and loved the Lord.  It was amazing to watch how over the last 6 weeks of his life, his parents held steadfast to God’s strength and continued to serve God.  A week ago, my cousins little boy went to his eternal home after fighting a life of sickness.  These are not things that amaze me, but instead bring heartbreak, but what it is amazing is that even in death God’s glory shines and changes lives. 

I am reading a book right now called, A Kingdom Called Desire: Confronted by the Love of a Risen King (for those of you who know me well know I don’t like to read, but I am loving this book) and it poses the question of fear and why we allow that to keep us from the greatest desires of our heart.  Why don’t we go for our desires 100%??  We become captured by fear.  In the book the author Rick McKinley says: “But the author of this story (referring to God) is writing something beautiful, and one day I will stand in awe as the credits roll and I see what it all means.  When I can let him write the story, the first thing I find is that it really is not about me being honest with God.  He knows what is going on in my heart much better than I do.  This is about me getting honest with me.  What do I fear, and why does that fear keep me from the depths of what I most deeply want?”   

This is a question that I wrestle with and wonder, what have I missed because I have let fear keep me from the desires that God has put deeply inside of me.  I have to step over that fear and go for whatever it is that God is calling me to.  Through pushing through that fear, I know that God will continue to amaze me!  Church this morning was a beautiful picture of how God continues to amaze His people!  During worship we sang this song:

Amazed 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4x0nxysFlPE&feature=fvwrel

You dance over me
While I am unaware
You sing all around
But I never hear the sound

Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
How You love me

You paint the morning sky
With miracles in mind
My hope will always stand
For You hold me in Your hand

Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
How You love me

Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
How You love me

How wide, how deep
How great is Your love for me
How wide, how deep
How great is Your love for me

Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed by You
How You love me
Lord, You love me, oh

I'm amazed by You
Lord, I'm amazed everyday
So amazed
How You love me, Lord

God, you do amaze me!  Thank you for your love, compassion, and mercy for your children.  God calls us to Him and my hearts cry is that I would run to him with my arms open wide!  Today was the fall baptism service and as the people were coming up to be baptized, tears were filling my eyes.  I love to hear how God completely captures and amazes the hearts of people.  The overwhelming love of God was seen as they gave their testimony and it there was a common thread in every testimony: Friends.  Everyone talked about how a friend brought them to church or was there for them when they were at their lowest point and were desperate.  I love how God uses people to bring people to His heart!!  Again, this has challenged me to look inward to what people see in me.  Are they amazed by God through my life?  Do I display joy and hope that can only come from God?  Do people want what I have: hope in Jesus? I know that I don’t always do my best at portraying this, but my prayer is that I would have my eyes so fixed on Jesus that my heart would pour out His love. 

“Look at the nations and watch— and be utterly amazed. For I am going to do something in your days that you would not believe, even if you were told.”  Habakkuk 1:5

“He has given me a new song to sing,  a hymn of praise to our God.  Many will see what he has done and be amazed.  They will put their trust in the Lord.”   Psalm 40:3

Books for Africa

While at Kabanana this summer working with the kids, I would always look into this empty room that was across from my classroom.  I kept thinking, I can’t wait until the day it is filled with smiling faces which would mean that more kids had been sponsored. 

 Teacher Dorothy who I was working with had big plans for that room.  Since there were four American teachers working in that school over the two weeks, we brought in a couple of dozen books that we used in teaching.  They had a few books that had already been donated but nothing even close to the collection of books most children have at home much less the amount of books that a school here in America has.  I have so many books in my own classroom that I have collected over the years and it is something that I take for granted.  No longer do I take the books I read to my kids every day for granted.  The joy kids get out of books is something that is missing in the schools in Zambia.  Because of their limited resources, they do not daily get that joy of being read to, or reading themselves.   Something exciting has happened since I have been back home. 

Teacher Dorothy took some cardboard boxes that supplies were delivered in and turned it into a bookshelf.  (If someone had asked me to do that, I would have told them they were crazy.  You can’t make a bookshelf out of cardboard boxes)

One thing I admire about Teacher Dorothy is that where there is a will, there is a way and she wanted that empty room to be turned into a library.  Over a week or two she transformed that barren room into something that brought tears to my eyes.  Look closely at the pictures and you can see the details that she put into it to make even the shelf to look more colorful.  The “table” is an old door that had broken off of one of the classrooms. 

 There are 14 more Lifeway Christian Academies in Zambia that are in need of “libraries” or simply books to read to their kids.  The school that I work at, Bette Perot Elementary is going to do their part in helping collect the needed books.  Family Legacy’s goal is to collect 15 books of 40 different titles and lesson plans will be written for the teachers to use for each book.  This will give them one book a week to read and teach lessons from.   I am so excited about this and I know that the Zambian teachers will be ecstatic!!!  Family Legacy is also raising money to purchase book shelves, books, and other needed supplies for the 15 existing schools.  I would love for you to partner with us in this project.  There are two ways that you can help!

1.        Donate directly to this project through Family Legacy: https://donate.familylegacy.com/lcabooks

2.       Buy books at the BPES bookfair or donate money to “All For Books“ that will be used to purchase books.  

I am so excited to see the way that God is going to move at my school to collect books.  We are going to have 15 copies of 10 different books available at the book fair during the week of October 8, for kids to purchase.  Every year at the book fair, Mrs. Pratt participates in a program through the scholastic book fair called “All For Books” where the kids can donate money and scholastic matches that amount of money and gives to organizations/schools that are in need.  The money we collect will be put toward purchasing books that will go to Zambia. Please pray with me that all of the books will be purchased and that we can use the money that is collected to purchase additional titles above and beyond the ten that will be available for purchase.

We have a visiting author coming to our school next week and he has graciously agreed to donate 15 copies of one of his books: Humpty Dumpty After the Fall.  I am so excited to see God's hand already moving!!

I know that God is going to be faithful in bringing in all the money needed to purchase what the schools are lacking and that He will be faithful to make the book fair a HUGE success in the donation of books for Africa.

Precious Faces

These faces make my heart so happy!!!

I was at Target yesterday and needed some folders to start the year so back to the school supplies I went.  There were so many eager faces buying their school supplies (one of which was one of my students last year and I loved getting to see him and his family).  I remember going with my mom and picking out my supplies growing up and I loved getting all of the new crayons, folders, pencils, and anything else I might need.  As I was looking around, it reminded me of how blessed we are to be able to go and purchase what we need.  When we were teaching  in Zambia, we took new supplies with us into the classroom to use and the kids (and teachers) were so excited!!! 

I began thinking about all the sweet faces that will be entering my classroom this year and how they will be bringing their supplies with them to start the year.  It made me think about a conversation that Teacher  Dorothy and I had about some things she won't allow at the school some of which are razorblades (pencil sharpeners) or scissors.  I didn’t understand why and when she explained to me that the students aren’t allowed to have these school supplies because of the high percentage of students with HIV.  That is one thing that I don’t ever have to think about here.  The worst that happens here is that at least one child tries to cut their hair so we have to have the conversation of what we can cut and not cut at school.  I don’t have to think about the fact that 1/3 of my class is infected with a vicious disease that knows no boundaries.  Five of the sweet babies in my classroom at Kabanana are HIV positive, two are sisters and the others have siblings but none of their siblings have it.  Dorothy said that there is no reason those kids should have been born with HIV.  In Zambia when you are pregnant, "if" you go to the clinic, they automatically test you and if you are positive they put you on medication so your baby doesn't contract the disease.  Sadly, many women don't or won't go until they are ready to deliver, and therefore, the innocent are infected with this vicious disease! 



How can you not fall in love with these faces??

The next day after our conversation when I got in the classroom and looked into those beautiful eyes of the 5 kids in my room with HIV, my heart broke into a million pieces.  I had to fight the tears back so hard as they were singing and dancing with so much happiness.  Looking at those beautiful, loving, and precious kids I know that other than a complete miracle (which can totally happen) their precious lives are going to be cut short here on earth.  Most of those sweet faces don't even know they are sick!  God has filled them with so much joy and love despite their situation.  Even though these children have been dealt this, I know God is and will continue to use them in a mighty way to impact His kingdom until He is ready to bring them to their eternal home.   The future of Zambia is being changed, one child at a time.   

On a side note, as many of you will be shopping for school supplies before school starts and are looking at the wonderful “sale prices” of the supplies, if any of you want to pick up a few extras, I would love to collect them and take them to Family Legacy to ship over on the next container they send.  These are the supplies they are always in need of:

Pencils, crayons, blue pens, red pens, construction paper, dry erase markers, composition notebooks, notecards, pencil bags, and block erasers.

Last Day at Kabanana

I can't believe it has been a week since I had to say good-bye last Friday! It was so hard to know that I was leaving.  I knew how much I loved those kids, or so I thought (I love them more than I could have ever imagined)!  As I told them how proud I was of them, their tears began flowing.  I prayed over them and during the prayer, all I could hear were sniffles and then sobbing.  In Zambia, you are not 'supposed to cry" and teacher Dorothy had even joked about the fact that I shouldn't bring a "funeral"to her classroom, but she was even crying.  I think they were sad I was leaving, but even more than that, I think all that they deal with at home needed a good cry!  A good cry can be good for you especially when you are in a safe place to let it all out.  Teacher Dorothy has created a classroom of safety, happiness, and love.  This is something these kids don't have at home like they should.  Teahcer Dorothy is the head teacher and so not only does she know all of the stories of the kids in her class but the stories of all the kids in the school  Essentially she is a teacher, counselor, nurse, and prinicpal!  The stories that she has to bear is almost too much for any human being's heart to take.  All of the kids come from severe poverty and I think out of 20 kids in my class only 1 had both parents.  Many were double-orphaned, and the rest typically lived with their mother.

The whole school came together in an assembly and presented the American teachers with a gift.  They gave all of us chitenge's which is a piece of cloth the women wrap around their waist that goes down to the ankles.  The kids were allowed to speak into the megaphone if they wanted to say something to us.  Many of them said thank you and then came Dalitso (which I would have put into my bag and brought back with me if I could have), he was sobbing and so loudly said, "teacher, I love you! Please, please, please, don't leave!"  My heart fell into a million pieces!  We all cried a little bit more and hugged.  The good thing is that even though we left, their teachers are there and love them so much!!  Those kids know that too, and know that they can always talk to their teachers about anything.

The donors of the school were there on that Friday that we were leaving and so the students gave a presentation.  One of the 7th grade boys spoke from his heart about Kabanana meant to him.  This is a paraphrase of what he said: Kabanana means so many things to me.  I have learned to love and learned to love others.  When I grow up I want to be a lawyer so that I can help those who are imprisoned.  It is AMAZING what these schools are doing for these kids in Zambia.  Everyday, there are kids in the community peering over the wall of the school or through the gate longing to be able to come to school.  If any of you would like to make a difference in a child's life and send them to school, please contact me and I will share with you about the Father's Heart Sponsorship program through Family Legacy.  I have seen the change that has been made in two years of the girls that I sponsor and it is beautiful to see them learn and grow.
 I love those kids so much and I didn't want to have to tell them bye, but God has filled my heart with a love for them that I didn't know was possible.  As much as I love those kids, how much more God loves them, me, and you!  I cannot even fathom the love the Father has for all of His children.  No matter how much they are hurting, they can always find comfort in God's love! 

Precious kids in my class!!

"In your unfailing love, you will lead the people you have redeemed.  In your strength you will guide them to your holy dwelling." Exodus 15:13

Psalm 116

I started my day be reading Psalm 116:

"I love the Lord because he hears my voice and my prayer for mercy. Because he bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath! Death wrapped its ropes around me; the terrors of the grave overtook me. I saw only trouble and sorrows. Then I called on the name of the Lord; "Please, Lord, save me!" How kind the Lord is! How good he is! So merciful, this God of ours! The Lord protects those of childlike faith; I was facing death, and he saved me. Let my soul be at rest again, for the Lord has been good to me. He has saved me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling. And so I walk in the Lord's presence as I live here on earth! I believed in you, so I said, " I am deeply troubled, Lord." In my anxiety I cried out to you, "These people are all liars!" What can I offer the Lord for all he has done for me? I will lift up the cup of salvation and praise the Lord's name for saving me. I will keep my promises to the lord in the presence of all his people. The Lord cares deeply when his loved ones die. O Lord, I am your servant; yes, I am your servant, born into your household; you have freed me from my chains. I will offer you a sacrifice of thanksgiving and call on the name of the Lord. I will fulfill my vows to the Lord in the presence of all his people- in the house of the Lord in the heart of Jerusalem. Praise the Lord!"

What a humbling day today was. During lunch we were eating our peanut butter and jelly sandwich visiting with Dorothy and Morris. We were asking questions about them and hearing their stories and it became a sinking feeling in my stomach at points of the conversation. I was asking Dorothy how many brothers and sisters she had and she said that she is one of 28. She said that her mother had 10 kids and when her mother was finished having children, then her father went and got another wife and brought her to the village. I was very baffled because I had asked her how old she was when her father left them and that is when she told me that he had multiple wives. He did this with two more so with four wives, he had a total of 28 children. She said that her mom and two of the others wives left him there. Our conversation jumped around and we were talking about school and she and Morris were both talking about how they want to go to school to get their degrees. Here in Zambia you can get a teaching certificate, but that is different than a teaching degree. They both said how lucky we all were to be able to go to college. I am so blessed to have been able to go to college and get a degree! I am so thankful for the support and encouragment of my parents while in college. I think there are times when I take for granted that I have a good education and I didn't have to struggle to get it.

Morris began telling us a little about himself and when he was growing up. There were 5 girls and 4 boys in his family. In 1994 his father passed away, so it left his mother to raise all 9 children. His oldest brother was already in school and became a teacher, so he helped Morris with school fees so that he could finish grade 12. He told of how 3 of his sisters have passed away 2 with AIDS (one of them just this past January) and he has a brother who is HIV positive. He was telling how AIDS has ravaged his family because of poor choices. He said how they used to blame people and not help them, but how it has changed his view since several in his family have had or still have AIDS. It really made me think about the compassion that God has for us no matter the choices we make and that He loves us no matter what. God wants us to love HIS people no matter the circumstance, what they have or don't have, and love them for who they are and where they are. My heart broke for him and his family hearing the struggles that they have been through. Even through him telling us about his life and how difficult it is, he is still smiling and has joy pouring out of him. He also talked about how he is determined that his kids and his brother's kids are going to get an education so that his kids could have a different life than he had. As he is saying this, it makes me think about how these teachers in this school are changing the futures of these kids who come from the worst situations. My heart cries out for these kids and the situations they face each and everyday! Although they are faced with this day in and day out, they have so much joy!

As the conversation continued, the teachers were saying what difficult lives most Zambian people face. I could feel the question coming on and I was praying so hard that it wasn't going to be asked, but then it was. Teacher Dorothy asked, "Have any of you ever lacked or gone without?" then the clarification came, which we already knew exactly what she was talking about but since we all were silent I think she thought we didn't understand the question. She said have you ever been without food or a bed, and at that point it was a punch in my gut. I looked at her and said no, I haven't and she said, "You are very lucky" and this was just another reminder of the simpliest things that God has provided for me time and time again. I am so blessed to have never been in need of anything much less in need of the basics of survival such as food and shelter. Even those with jobs in Zambia still struggle to make ends meet and provide food and shelter for their families. Psalm 116 that I read this morning had so much more meaning as I can hear His children here in these schools with that cry out to God. 

Lord, I cry out to you for your children God that your provision would run over and that they would have all that they need. God as they look to you and search for you, may they find hope in you to know that you will never leave them abandoned. Thank you Lord for so richly blessing me and my prayer is that I would never take that for granted. It is in you alone that I place my trust and I know that you will provide for my every need. Lord, please continue to break my heart for what breaks yours.

"Praise the Lord, all you nations. Praise him, all you people of the earth. For he loves us with unfailing love; the Lord's faithfulness endures forever. Praise the Lord!" Psalm 117

What a Blessing: Church at Tree of Life!!

What an amazing week this has been! Overwhelming, suprising, joyful, fun, and happy are just a few words to describe the emotions of the week! The teacher that I am working with is amazing!! She has such a loving heart for these kids and knows all of their stories! As I have been working with her and in the classroom, I have seen how much these kids want to learn. I was helping her assess some of the older kids (around ages 14-16 and this is their first time in school) and it was heartbreaking to see them struggle to tell me the letter sounds which none of them could tell me all of them. They are such smart kids and they can tell you things orally, but are missing the foundation of learning which is reading. Some of them I gave them a reader and many of them didn't know where to start reading as they were reading the copyright page. It broke my heart to think of how many books I have in my classroom and these kids don't know where to start reading. The exciting thing is that this is all going to change as the kids are in school now and they are going to hav that all change!! They so desperatly need more books in their classoom and I want to find a way when I get home to start collecting some to send over on their next container.

Another heartbreaking sight is to see other kids in the community peering over the walls of the school or through the iron gate and they are wanting to desperatly be in the school learning! There are so many kids in the community waiting to be sponsored and if any of you are interested, I would love to tell you more. These kids being in school and getting a good education is what is going to change their future. I can't tell you how amazed I am at the growth that has taken place just this week in what these kids have learned!

This morning, I got to worship again with Paulina at the Tree of Life Village!! One of the songs that the kids sang was I am a Wonder

There couldn't be more fitting words to show what a wonder these kids really are. Just imagine that they have come from filth, beaten, prostituted out, thrown out of the house, starved, verbally abused, and some live on the streets fending for themselves. These children have been looked down upon and not given a second thought. The words of the song are:

I am a Wonder

To hear these kids sing this from their heart knowing that this is where they came from and to see how God has picked them up from where they were and totally changed their future! These kids are so full of life and joy. After the kids lead worship, they have two of them tell their testimony. John got up to tell his testimony told of how he lived with both parents, was in school, and had a happy life. He said one night he was watching TV he could hear his parents fighting and then he heard a gun shot, two minutes later, he heard another gun shot. He went to bed and then the next morning, he went to his parents room and knocked on the door so that he could get some money to go and buy breakfast. He didn't get an answer so he went into the bedroom where he found blood all over the wall and saw his mom laying there with a hole through her head and then he looked at his dad and he had put the gun in his mouth and killed himself. None of his relatives wanted the children that were left behind but he did go live with an uncle. The uncle said that he had to go to the muslim church and when he refused, he kicked him out of the house, so soon after he and his brother were moved into the CRC (community resource center) and then out to the Tree of Life Village. He testified as to how good God was to bring him to TOL!

Faustina went up to tell her testimony as well and told of how she lived with both parents in the copper belt of Zambia. Both parents had jobs but then her dad got very sick. Eventually her mom had to quit her job and take care of her dad and then about 3 months after that, her dad passed away. They were unable to afford the rent on their house, so they had to move to another area. While there, her mom got very sick and so her older brother took her mom to the clinic where they found out that her mom had breast cancer and so they did surgery. Some time later her mother passed away and after the funeral, they had no family that wanted them and so they were going to be out on the streets, but Uncle John and Aunt Susan came and told them that it would be okay and they said that they would come back and take them to the TOL. She didn't know what that was, but she knew that they loved her. She has been at TOL since December. After her testimony, she came and sat back in her seat which was between me and Alicia (another one of the ladies here on the teacher trip and she bent over and was sobbing. She couldn't stop crying. I can't imagine the emotion that retelling her story brought up in her. What courage it took for both John and Faustina to stand up in front of 250 of their peers and tell their story!!

Another thing that happened today was that Paulina was looking through my journal and it is one that I had brought the last time I was here. She turned to the page where I had traced her hand and written down everything that she had told me in 2010. Some of those things were: pray she can continue going to school, pray for peace in the house, gets beaten everyday, Auntie tries to stab her wants God to change everything she is going through. She pointed to it and told her friend that this was her testimony. Last week I had retraced her hand on the backside of that page and so I asked her what she wanted me to write this time. She is so shy, so I started by writing that she lives at the TOL in the Heart House. The we wrote: Paulina is happy and taken care of. She attends school everyday. God has changed everything she was going through! Praise God!!!

Sadly, these stories are the norm...but what an amazing God we serve that promises a future for those who love Him.

This morning I was reading and I thought it was so fitting:

"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good! His faithful love endures forever. Has the Lord redeemed you? Then speak out! Tell others he has redeemed you from your enmies. For he has gathered the exiles from any lands, from east and west, from north and south. Some wandered in the wilderness, lost and homeless. Hungry and thirsty, they nearly died. Lord, Help! they cried in their trouble, and he rescued them from their distress. He led them straight to safety, to a city where they could live. Let them praise the Lord forhis great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them. For he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things." Psalm 107:1-9

Teaching in Kabanana

I guess in Africa, you can say the Fourth times the charm. I have tried to post something three times now and everytime I type it and hit post and everything freezes up. I guess you could say that the internet doesn't like me. Lizzie (who's computer I am using) has been able to upload pictures and blog everyday and I sometimes can't even get logged in. :)

I can't believe is aready Wednesday night!! This has been such a busy week but such an amazing week as well! On Monday, I was able to observe in a classroom of about 35 kids that were in grades 1, 2, and 3. It was a bit overwhelming as I saw so many different ways that I wanted to help. I knew that I needed to pick the most important thing but had so many things that I didn't know what that was going to be at the time. As I was observing, we were asked to write down the good things that we saw happening and to write down ways that they could do it differently. The teacher that I am working with is named Dorothy and she is so good with the kids. We talked about the things that I saw and she said, "I don't need you to tell me anything that I did good, just tell me what I need to change. I am serious, because I just want to learn from you." They are so eager to learn new ways to do things and to make a difference in the school and children. When I left on Monday I was completely overwhelmed, because I didn't know how to manage three grade levels and a class of so many. When we got back to the house that evening, we started looking through the donations that had been given for materials to use in their classoom. When we were looking through the supplies, I found the number posters that I had taken down from my own classroom and was able to put them up in her room. That was fun to be able to do that and have a piece of what I had been using in the states in this classroom.

On Tuesday, I started teaching by doing some of the morning routines that I use in my own classroom. Some of those include music and songs that I use everyday. I was able to get a cd player to take with me and the kids were so excited to be able to hear the music and sing with it! I loved seeing their faces light up when the music came on. I quickly learned that most of the kids (except for a couple) don't know their letters and sounds so the most important task at hand is learning to read. Another overwhelming feeling came over me as I knew that I would only be here for such a short time. Also, when Dorothy was telling me what she wanted help with, it was to show her how to teach them to read and to teach them how to write...sure I can do that in two weeks, NOT! I just have to keep reminding myself that it is baby steps. I taught most of the lessons and Dorothy taught one. During the break time, she pulled out the paper that I had written suggestions on and she said, " I want you to tell me what I have not addressed" In one days time, she took everything to heart and was really changing what she was doing. As I read over the list, she changed everything that I had mentioned. I was so encouraged by her enthusiasm and dedication to her job! That afternoon, I gave the kids a notecard and asked them to write their name in pencil and then I would check it and they could then trace over it with a marker. When I pulled out the markers and showed them how to use them their eyes lit up like a runway! They were so excited and couldn't wait to use it. They all worked so hard on their name so they could get it to write with. As the kids leave each day, they line up at the door to leave the room. I told them that I wanted to give them a hug on their way out. I hugged them and told them that I loved them. As they left the room, the teacher said that she could hear them saying in nyanja, "teacher Allison loves me." It is so amazing to think that some of those kids don't hear that and how much they need to know that someone loves them! We did have a fun suprise today. Right before lunch, all of the teachers left us in our rooms. It was very strange and they were gone for a while. In a few minutes Dorothy came and asked us if we could go outside for a minute. While we were looking at her funny,we said yes and she closed the door of the school behind us so we couldn't see in. After about 5 minutes, she came and got us. We walked into her room and all the teachers had set up lunch for us. It looked so nice. They had a table cloth across some of the desks and they had fixed chicken, relish (spinach and something else that is soupy), and nshima which is their staple food. They said that if you are welcoming someone into Zambia, then you will kill a chicken and fix them a meal. It was so nice of them. Later that day, new desks were delivered to the school and Dorothy told Kathryn ( who is the American that is over the teachers) "today is a day of miracles, first God provided the money to come together so we could fix you a meal and then we have just recieved new desks" It was so humbling that they scraped together enough money to cook for us when they could have saved that for their family. I never have to think about where my next meal is coming from or if I have enough money to eat. This is something that I take for grantid and being here is just a reminder of all that I have to be grateful for.

Today, when I woke up, I felt a little more settled in, in how the day was going to go. We found out last night that there would be a camera crew (they have been at camp all week) filming today so that they could use the video in promoting their school campaign to raise funds for new schools they need to open. When they got there, they came in my room and the kids were doing so good to not be too distracted by them. We were working on putting sounds togther and I was so excited to see how well they were doing compared to yesterday. They were really soaking in what I had been teaching them and they were retaining it! The kids attempted to write a sentence today and that was fun to watch them write and see who was able to figure out some of the sounds. After the break, Dorothy (who is also the head teacher, which just means she has to takecare of any problems that arise) had to go out and deal with some problems. I was with the kids for about 30 minutes by myself which wouldn't normally be a big deal, but when you have a language barrier, that becomes a long time. I was trying to read them a book and it was so hard to convey the meaning to them with the limited English that they spoke. they were getting wrestless, so I decided to switch over to math. I was trying to teach them to skip count by 10s and then I thought I could take them out and play the circle game so they could pracitce it some more. This became a quick disaster as some of the kids were pushing and fighting and the language barrrier was becoming more of an issue than ever. We went back into the classroom, because this was obviously not working. The kids continued fighting and nothing that I was doing was working, so I finally picked up my backpack and said that I was going to leave. I walked out the door as some of the kids kept saying, sorry madame, sorry, sorry, sorry. As I turned the corner out of the door, you could have heard a pin drop. I think they were so shocked. I waited outside the door for about a minute and then Dorothy and Kathryn were coming around the corner. Dorothy went in and asked, "where is teacher Allison, what has happened to her" It was silent for a few minutes and then they all started ratting each other out. They said that they would just apologize and that they wouldn't "dood" that again. She said that she would come and look for me and see if I would come back. They were very apologetic and I think that they realize that they still have to be respectful even if she is not there.

When we left today, they were working on a road that we have to take to get out of the compound. We got to the corner and there was a HUGE hole (deep enough that if the tire fell in we would be stuck there) and beside it was a huge pile of rocks/gravel that was piled up. Our only way to get out was to stradle the hole between the tires. One of the kids had followed us up the road to this point to make sure that we could get out. He was trying to tell Kathryn which way to turn her tires and it was getting very confusing. I got out to look and it was crazy!! There was no way that she could make it from that angle. The other problem was that we weren't really coming out of a "road" and we were between two buildings. So, Kathryn is trying to back up and get turned out onto the road to where we can go on it straight and miss the hole. Here is where the next problem came into play.....in the backing up and going forward and backing up and going forward, her wheel got stuck on a tire and we had to get some of the kids and the three teachers had to push the car so she could get unstuck. I am sure that we were quite a sight. She finally got the car where she could be straight on the road, and we had to be in the front of the car to help guide her over the hole. She got it straight and there was no extra room for mistakes. She had to perfectly stradle the hole and stay straight. We were all praying so hard, and God was good and we finally were able to get out. I will post pictures as soon as I can, because it was quite funny!

Thank you again for all of your prayers and hopefully I will be able to update more tomorrow, that is if the computer will be working.

Father's Heart Trip

What an amazing day this has been!  I got to go and visit Naomi and Jeany today.  We went to a different community first to visit the sponsored kids from another family.  It was so fun to get to see them visit their kids, but I was getting anxious about seeing my kids.  We went to see Naomi first and knowing the story that I had previously posted about how sick she was when I last saw her, I was so ready to see how she was doing.  Little did I know the emotions that were going to flood over me the second I laid eyes on her.  Leaving Zambia was so hard the last time I was here in 2010, because Naomi and her mom were both so sick and I honestly didn't know if I would be getting a call back home telling me something had happened.  As soon as she stepped out of her house when she saw me, she came down the steps with arms opened wide, I wrapped her up and the tears began pouring out of me.  Those of you know me, know that I have an "ugly" cry and it's all I can do to keep it from being loud. :)  I don't even know how to put into words what I was feeling when I was there with her.  The best way to describe it is to say that my heart was actually hurting for the emotion that I had kept inside me and I was shaking.  I had no idea that those emotions were coming and I realized just how much I loved her, more than I could even express.  So much that my heart physically felt that reunion!  She looked so GOOD and healthy!!!!  Her mom was there and she looked good too.  She has a bad knee, so she is unable to walk any where away from the house, but she was up and is now on ARV's to keep her as healthy as possible from having HIV.  Naomi loved her clothes and was so excited as well as her mom.  She absolutely loved the scrapbook that I had made for her with all of the pictures from the past years from CampLife.  I had written some little things in it to her and her discipleship leader that was with us told her what it said and her face was priceless.  We visited with her and her mom for a little while and then she prayed for me before we were going to have to leave.  She was praying in Nyanja, but as she was praying I could feel the tears rolling down my arm from her and then of course, I couldn't let her cry alone so my fountain of tears started again.  She became so emotional that she couldn't finish praying.  They translated her prayer to me and she thanked God for me coming to visit and bringing all of the gifts.  She also asked for protection and peace over me and my family and was so grateful to get to see me.  I loved being able to talk to her in English and she could understand me.  It is amazing how much she has grown in 2 years and the difference it has made that she is now in the Lifeway Christian Schools that Family Legacy has provided.  She is now in grade 7, so she will soon have exams coming up that will determine if she will be able to go onto grade 8.  My prayer is that she has learned enough to continue on.  I did find out that she has an older sisiter that I didn't know she had, so her sister's 2 kids were there at the house as well as her grandmother.  All 6 of them live together in this house which is one room and is no bigger than 8 x 12.  The floor is concrete covered by dirt and they actually had a bed now that all 6 of them sleep in (this was not a large bed, probably a very small full size bed).  Even though they don't have anything and barely enough room to turn around, her family loves each other so much which isn't neccesarily the norm in the compounds of Zambia.

Our next stop was to visit Jeany.  She came bounding out and was so excited to see us.  There weren't many people at her house when we got there.  We went in and I asked her if this was a new house and she said yes.  They had moved from one side of this pod of homes to another.  It was a bigger house (not big by any means) but you could sit down inside and visit from the sunlight that came in.  I gave her the bag of gifts and she was pulling out the clothes and about 4 shirts in, she threw it up and covered her face and said "Thank you Jesus"!!  She was so very overwhelmed that she had to stop for a minute.  She would look at me and hug me telling me thank you.  Then she continued pulling out the clothes.  She pulled out a pair of jeans and was so overjoyed!!!  It just made my heart so happy to see her filled up with Joy from a few new shirts and pants.  We continued to visit for a while while her brother went to find her mother.  While it was just us, I was asking her how she was doing and she said fine, but she still continues to ask for prayers for her mother to stop drinking which has always been her prayer ever since I have known her in 2007.  She also asked for prayers for a bed.  There are 14 people that live in her house.  Her mom and dad have their own room and her siblings and 3 nieces and nephews all sleep in an 8 x 8 room that is only a concrete floor.  It made me so sad that she has to sleep on that cold hard floor.  I am not even sure how that many people lay down in that small of an area.  Her mother did get there right before we left and as I hugged her, I was overcome with the smell of alcohol and then her sister showed up and I think she had been drinking too.  I pray that Jeany will not follow in those same footsteps and that she can break that from her future family as she  lives for the Lord.  I was so proud of the progress that she had made too over the past 2 years in speaking English as she is working toward learning to read. 

We did take both families a huge bag of mili mill which is what they make nshima from which is a Zambian staple.  They also recieved 2 dozen eggs, cooking oil, beans, bread, kapenta (small dried fish, yuck!) and meat which is a HUGE treat for them.  They were so grateful because this means they will be able to eat everyday for a little while before the food runs out!
This was an amazing but emotional day and I am so grateful to see both of these girls healthy and being able to get an education.  They love going to school and are so thankful for being able to get an education.  They know that with an education there is no hope of making a different life for themselves.  I know how much I love these girls and there is so much of me that just wants to bring them home with me even though I know I can't.  God has been so faithful to provide for them and I know that He will continue.  I tried to upload pictures, but it wouldn't upload tonight, so hopefully I will have pictures coming soon.  Thank you so much for your continued prayers!!
Love, Allison

Tree of Life Move in Day!!

Today I got to be out at the Tree of Life Village as they were putting the finishing touches onto four new homes for the kids to move into. It was such an amazing opportunity to be able to be there and witness this. This morning, we got to line the dirt road with the children who already live at the TOL. They were dancing and singing and jumping as two buses pulled in filled with dirty faced and tattered clothed children who were absolutely beautiful. These children had no idea what they were about to see or where they were about to be left. The got all of the children off of the bus and they current children living there sang them a song. Here are some of the words, Welcome to the Tree of Life.....we are a bessing to the nation. Those words made my eyes fill with tears as I thought about how God has chosen each one of these children and though they were in some of the worst situations, He is turning them into children who can truly grow up to change this nation of Zambia. I would hear different stories of why these children were here, but I think the most heartbreaking thing was to see a mom bring her three children and leave them at TOL. Her youngest was around 1 1/2 and I couldn't even imagine how a mom could just hand over her children. They invite the current caretakers out to see where the kids are going to be living so that they cannot say that Family Legacy stole them even though they sign them over to Family Legacy. It was so fun to see the kids putting on all of their new clothes and come out with HUGE smiles. They came in so timid and in just a short time, they were filled to overflowing with JOY!!!!

I also got to visit Paulina today who lives out at TOL. My parents and I sponsor her and she has been out there since December. I hadn't seen her in 2 years and so I really didn't know what to expect. Last time I saw her, she really didn't speak much English at all and she was super skinny. Today, when I saw her, she was almost as tall as me, filled out to a healthy weight, and she could talk to me in English!! I gave her the bag with all of the gifts in it and it was full of all different kinds of things. She pulled out the package of gum and paused then asked, "is this gum?" I told her yes and then I asked her if she had ever had it before and she said no. I was so suprised so I had to tell her that she could chew it, but when she was done to spit it out. She didn't know what the lotion was and was so excited to have her own necklace. The scrapbook that I made for her was so much fun to watch her read. She had the biggest smile on her face and it was so fun to watch her look at the pictures that I had of her from the past 5 years. She has grown up so much and is such a beautiful girl. She is 13 now and in grade 4. I walked with her back to her classroom and she showed me her desk. I had asked her if she could read and she told me no, but her friends said she could. Teasingly I told her that I wanted her to read me a book and so another friend quickly put one on her desk. It was the Little Red Hen and I couldn't have been prouder as she was reading it to me!!!! Just 2 years ago, she couldn't speak to me in English much less read a book. What an amazing transformation is taking place in her life. I was so proud of her and couldn't stop smiling at the amazment that God has done over the last few years. One thing that really stuck with me today was when her house mom asked if I was the mum to Paulina....whith a big smile, I said YES! they truly think of their sponsors as parents and I am so thankful that God crossed our paths together. I gave her a heart necklace and I told her that it represented God bringing her heart, my heart, and my parents heart together because of His heart for all of us. She was wearing it the rest of the day and I loved the Joy that abounded from her. Tomorrow, I get to go visit Jeany and Naomi at their homes. I am so excited to see what God has done in their life over the past two years

Hopefully I will be able to post some pictures soon! The internet in Zambia doesn't always work and when it does, it is very slow. Last night it took Lizzie 30 minutes to upload one picture, so hopefully maybe I can get a few on there this weeknd. Thank you again for all of your prayers!

Love,

Allison

Zambia Here I Come!!!

It's finally here!  I am so excited to get on the plane tomorrow.  I have checked in online, printed my boarding passes, and the bags are packed.  I am allowed 3 bags at 51 pounds and well let's say I couldn't do it.....I have two bags at 50 pounds and one at 68 (at least they will let you pay an overage fee). 
I feel like Christmas has exploded in my bags and I can't wait to empty them out when I go visit three sweet girls and give gifts to the teachers I will be working with! 
I can't tell you how much fun it was to go and find some clothes, blankets, candy, jewlery, and even a baby doll for the girls.  It's a good thing I am leaving tomorrow because I don't know if I could quit adding things to give them as a gifts.  My last purchase was today and it is a Cabbage Patch for sweet Paulina.  As I was opening the box today I couldn't help but hope that Paulina feels the excitement that I remeber having when I was little and got a new baby doll.  I got each girl a heart necklace to remind them how God has brought our hearts forever together even though we are thousands of miles apart.      
Please pray for me while I am gone and listed below are some specific requests:
1.  Pray for safety while traveling and while in Zambia.
2.  Pray for health.  It is winter and very dry in Zambia while I will be there which tends to cause problems at times.
3.  Pray for the hearts of the teachers and kids that I will be working with that I will be able to display the love of Christ and exude the Hope and Joy that He has given me.
4.  Pray that God would enable me to be creative in planning lessons without materials to work with.  (I am most nervous about this part since I am used to having lots of resources and materials to use on a daily basis.)
5.  Pray that God would show me how to love His children through His eyes.
6.  Pray that I would sense God's movement and act on His nudging me.
7.  Pray for all of the Americans that are following God's hand in this trip and that not only will He use all of us in a special way, but that we won't come back the same.  That God will change us for the better.
8.   Pray against the attack of the enemy.  Satan wants nothing more than to stop the work of God.  I am so thankful that we have a God that can conquer anything that Satan puts up. 

I am so grateful that God has called me back to Zambia this summer and I am truly blessed by the support of all of my family and friends!  I love yall so much and I am so excited to get to share this adventure with you!

Meet Naomi

The end of CampLife in 2008.

Precious, loving, quiet, and peaceful would be just a few words to describe Naomi.  Her father passed away when she was just two months old, so it has just been her and her mom.  The very first time I laid eyes on her she had a piece of my heart!!  When I came home from Zambia in 2007 and my parents had decided to sponsor one of my kids, my mom said she wanted me to pick out the child.  I knew that Naomi would be the perfect one and she has grown into such a beautiful teenager over the last few years.

During my trip in 2010, Naomi was again placed into my group for camp.  During the first day, someone from the onsite clinic came and got her.  She was gone for a while and when she came back, she had little white dots of medicine all over her face.  The nurse told me that she had chicken pox and that when she came back to camp each day, they would take her to a local clinic and she could get injections for the chicken pox.  Three things went quickly through my head: 1.  I didn't see any spots on her to begin with, 2. Can she really stay if she has chicken pox?, 3. What kind of shots can they give for that?  I thought it had to run its course......
Later that afternoon as I was asking more about it and Naomi was feeling worse and wanted to lay down in the clinic (which was not like her) the translation came across to me that she had measles.  Luckily my partner and I had spent some one on one time with Naomi that day. Her mom didn't have a job and she would try to find people to let her wash their clothes to earn some money.  They were not eating very often and sometimes the neighbor would share some of their food with them.  Naomi shared that her mother had been really sick for several weeks and couldn't walk.  Naomi couldn't stop crying and it broke my heart seeing her so upset and all I could think was, God her mom is all she has.  That was a moment that I will never forget as we both had tears streaming down our faces and I can see her face as plain today as then as she cried out for God to bring healing.
The next day Naomi didn't show up at camp and I was asking the kids if they knew where she was.  Some of the girls that lived close to her, said that she was too sick to walk to the bus that brought them to camp.  I again was asking God, WHY, why when it was her week to come to camp did you allow her to get so sick.  I should know by now not to question God, because in all things He has a plan.  I was on a mission to find out what we could do to get her the medical care that was needed.  After talking to the nurses, and some of the FLMI staff, and her Zambian discipleship leader, it was decided that a home visit was needed.  This is not something that they do with taking a nurse, American, and the discipleship leader during camp, but of course God had a plan and it was at work even though I couldn't see how at the time.  When we arrived at Naomi's house (which the entire house was about 12 X 12) we found Naomi's mom laying on the floor on a mat in the back of the room and Naomi laying on a couch asleep.  It took a little to wake Naomi up and she was burning up, but yet she was telling us that she was freezing so there is no telling how high her fever was.  The Zambians that I went with started talking to Naomi and her mom which felt like forever, because I had no idea what they were talking about.  All I knew is that no body was smiling and that it didn't sound good.  Then, everything was translated to me that her mom had been sick for quite sometime and had opened sores all up the back of her legs and so she couldn't even sit or lay on her back.  She constantly had to lay on her stomach and they had no food  at all or any means of getting any.  It was decided that they needed to be put onto the food assistance program that is available through the Father's Heart program and that someone would come to their house to pick Naomi up to take her to the clinic and that someone else would come to do some blood tests on her mother to try to find out what was wrong.  In the back of my head I knew why she had the sores that wouldn't heal, but I was pleading with God for it to not be what I had thought.

God thank you for this picture!  CampLife 2010.

That night I couldn't stop crying, I was so afraid that Naomi's mom wouldn't even make it through the night and I was completely heart broken for both of them.  I don't know if my heart has ever hurt so bad for someone.  God reminded me that night that when his children hurt, He hurts for them as well.
Naomi wasn't able to come back to camp that week, but I did see God's hand in why she was sick that week....1. She and her mom needed food desperately and the need was filled, 2. Medical care was needed and they did find out that her mom was HIV positive but now is on ARV's to help, (I don't know how much longer her mom would have survived in that state), 3. God showed himself faithful and that He is still a God that does miracles, that monthly provision of food was a complete miracle for Naomi and her mom as well as the medical care.

Our God is amazing and loves us more than we can ever imagine and when I wonder what He is doing and why things aren't going like I think they should He always reminds me that His plan is perfect in His time.  Thank you God for being so patient with us and for always loving us!!

The Father's Heart

Family Legacy has a child sponsorship program, called the Father’s Heart, which provides discipleship, school fees, and other assistance if needed.  When I went to Zambia in 2007, I came back in LOVE with some beautiful girls who I had in my group at camp.  I soon began sponsoring Jeany, my parents began sponsoring Naomi, and a friend of my mom’s began sponsoring Paulina (who my parents and I now sponsor).  It has been such a blessing to see how they have grown over time.  I was fortunate to have all three of these girls in my group each time that I went to Zambia.  I was sad that I wouldn’t get to have all of my girls at camp, but they do have a Father’s Heart trip that allows me to leave two days early and go and visit these beautiful girls.

I am anxious to hear about how they a have been doing over the past two years since I last visited them.  All three of these girls seemed a little worse in 2010 than it was in 2008, but knowing God’s Heart for his children, He always has a hope and plan for them. 

“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you a hope and a future”   Jeremiah 29:11 

What an amazing hope that should give to all of us.  Knowing that God is ALWAYS faithful and He is the same God yesterday, today, and tomorrow.  Please pray for these girls if they cross your mind and lift them up because the Father’s heart loves them with all He has and my prayer is that even though their situation is difficult that they will feel God’s love, hope, joy, peace, and healing.

I will share with you a little about the girls so that you have some background. 

Meet Jeany: 

Jeany is one of 7 children.  Both parents are still living neither one having any kind of consistent job.  She was a very rough little girl who could often be hard and mean to the other kids.  She always had to be in the spotlight and would try to be a constant distraction.  During camp, my Zambian partner and I would pull each child and have some one on one time with them and try to find out their story.  When we pulled Jeany, she would tell us very short answers but the more we talked, the more she let down her guard and this tough and active little girl had tears rolling down her cheeks as she told us her story.  She told of how her mother was active in which craft (which is rampant in the compounds in Zambia), there was never enough food for the family, and how her dad would become drunk and abusive.  That year the theme for camp was Freedom in Christ and the Lord moved in amazing ways.  She was exposed to the truths God has for her and was enabled to fight against the lies of the enemy.  Jeany accepted Christ at camp and although she was still rambunctious, she had a light in her eyes that only Christ could bring.   The last time that I saw Jeany, her mother had left to go to the “village” and she didn’t know when she would return.  That left her to stay home with an abusive father and often times without food.  My prayer for Jeany is that she would continue to receive an education that will enable her to rise above where her family is at now.  I pray that her passion and zeal for life would be used to glorify God and that His love would flow out of her bringing others in her community to Christ. 

Here is Jeany (pink striped shirt) jumping up and down with JOY!! 

"Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth. Worship the Lord with gladness; come before him with joyful songs.  Know that the Lord is God.  It is he who made us, and we are his; we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.  Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise; give thanks to him and praise his name.  For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations."  Psalm 100:1-5

Soon to come: Naomi and Paulina’s stories.