A new season~

Sasa!

wow, this week flew by way too quickly!  Routine has taken place here at the farm and we are seeing God move in small and blatant ways, reassuring us this is exactly where he wants us.
Dirty feet, hole in the ground toilets, chicken poop, weird bugs and hot muggy weather are a every day norm.  Ugali, chapatis, cabbage and sukuma wiki are a few of our major staple foods we eat on a regular basis, followed by huge fresh avocado's, green bananas and mango's!!!!  Saturday night, when we all returned from a long venture to town, we were got out of the matatu, and looked around puzzled at weird noises coming from our house.  It was dark, and as we drew closer to the light we found ourselves surrounded by thousands of maggots that had just hatched.  It was a fight and race to get inside and close the doors.....many had inched their way through the door, so the battle continued as we broke our our fierce stomping feet, rolled up dish towels for swatting and best of all: DOOM!!! haha, after a long fight, we looked around on the ground to find the helpless dead bugs, which covered the floor.  Derick proceeded to take on the massive "swarm of bugs" outside, with doom and duct tape as his weapons.  He duct taped some of the windows where there were openings and ran around like a mad man spraying doom into the dark of night.
Sunday afternoon we went for a long walk around the farm, talking about life under the hot african sun.  We stumbled upon one goat that had some how managed to get severely tangled up in a rope.  Derick wanted to help the poor helpless goat out, by unwinding the mangled rope that was enclosed around all four of his legs.  Once freed from the grips of the rope, the goat turned around and charged at Derick with all of his might and head butted him nearly to the ground.  I am laughing hysterically replaying this moment in my head, and for those of you who know Derick...you can only imagine how funny this event was! ah, life here keeps you on your toes...in more ways than one.
 I have been working at the dairy, shoveling silage, feeding and milking cows, cleaning the barn and whatever "barn duties" that have been asked of me.  There is something to be said about two people communicating through hard work; where words aren't needed but the bond between both people working hard, becomes stronger than that of several coffee dates back home.  The rain season is upon us and we thank God for the seeds which can now be planted and placed into soft, rich soil.
This week, I have fine tuned my prayers, as I have been learning more about spiritual strongholds here on the farm, and the weapons we all have, in fighting this battle.  the evil one schemes to over power  two pivotal qualities: our mind and our time.  I was reading Ephesians 6:12-18 and it occurred to me that we have two weapons for fighting warfare that are "offensive"  The sword of the spirit and "to pray in the spirit for all occasions" Ephesians 6:18.  The rest of the armor is defensive; for protection only.
I have struggled this week, feeling lost as to my purpose here and frustrated by some of the infrastructure that runs deep, here at the farm.  while the farm is undergoing a huge transition, which I can understand, my heart leaps with compassion, admiration and love which compromises my ability to turn the other cheek and forget the issues I struggle with.  My deepest prayer, is for the five orphaned boys and the host families that are taking care of them.
Derick and I are learning more and more about each other and the depth of my love for him continues to deepen, as we take on challenging projects and learn to have God at the center of our every day ventures.






I am running out of time and sleeply head Derick just woke up....it's monday morning and we are headed to Karunga village to talk with teachers.  This week I will be teaching at two different schools!