Christine M. recently travelled with us to Malawi. We’re thankful she volunteered to share her reflections with us today.
As we drove into Katsetera the kids chased the bus and cheered as if they knew something exciting was about to happen. We got off the bus and their dark brown eyes and big, curious smiles greeted us, circling around us to get a closer look. What was their excitement about? What did they expect from us?
The kids walked with us, sometimes in silence, holding our hands. Some of them spoke a little English and were eager to speak to us. Others sat in silence, waiting for us to leave one location so they could walk with us to the next.
Their patience and curiosity made me smile. Their dirty little hands didn’t bother me, a known germ freak. I held many hands and felt honored they wanted to hold mine.
Everything we did and every place we went they were there. They worked alongside us, cleaning book shelves with corn cobs, cleaning blackboards, moving bricks and pumping water from the well. The work never stopped them.
While I was in Africa I saw how the children greeted us with smiles, eagerness, patience, curiosity and excitement and now I know that is how I want to greet God every day.
I left a piece of my heart in Africa and hope to return very soon.