On Friday I was given three different nicknames! One was "brown girl" by the school principal because of how much I've changed color since i've been here. The second was "#1 caller" by my boss because he hates answering the phone but always answers when i call and he said it's because i'm his number 1 caller (haha), and finally Bufelo by one of the young women on staff here at LBOM. Bufelo means life and she said she named me Bufelo because i'm always so full of life! I like it.
Our intern director’s husband left on Saturday so I get to go back to being a regular intern for the remaining 5 weeks. It’s hard to believe we’ve been here almost 7 weeks!!!
Right now I love getting to work closely with the youth and get to know them so well. It really helps being a teacher at the school and seeing almost all of the youth every day. We’ve also been taking Setswana classes twice a week and it’s so fun getting to learn the language and then speak it with other teachers and the youth!! They laugh because they say all I ever say is one phrase “ke bata ho robala” which means “I want to sleep”. HaHa. It has definitely been an exhausting few weeks and I feel like I will fall asleep standing up if I ever have the chance to!! I’m sure when I come back to the states I’ll want to sleep for a week straight.
Today my music player was playing and a song came on that I haven’t listened to in years “Sweeter” by Lakewood church. One of the lines in the song says “What a privilege to know You the way I know You”. It caused me to be quite emotional honestly. Do we realize the privilege we have? The honor of knowing God!!! This morning I taught a discipleship class with some of the youth and it was on prayer! I talked about the great privilege we have that we can pray to God. That we can have open communication with Him. I can walk into the throne room at any point in my day and He listens to me!!!
Have you ever felt like you’re on the edge of something big? I’ve had that feeling the last few days. I’m amazed at how this internship has gone for me. There was the excitement of the first couple weeks of being back in Africa, there was the stress and hardship of being sick, attacked, exhausted, and busy, and now there is this period of learning I am in. God is teaching me so many new things, I’m seeing maturity and growth in me spiritually and as a person in general. I’m not sure what the next 5 weeks has in store, but I’m more than ready to embrace what is next. I came to Africa to help a people group, to give of my time, to minister, and instead I feel less and less that I’m helping but rather am being helped. By each young person I come in contact with, each missionary, each pastor, each intern, each situation, each day.
Be blessed,
J. Tate
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