Monday, March 11, 2019

Three Hours at the V & A Waterfront

 What a treat for me today!  Josh was taking his GED exams in downtown Cape Town, so I decided to wait for him and save about an hour of driving back and forth.  I went to the nearby V & A Waterfront to see what I could see.
 I saw oodles and kaboodles of seals.  That's a highly unscientific numbering system, but when you only get to see a piece at a time, accurate counting is tricky.  I didn't get any wonderful shots with my phone, but there are at least 8 in this picture! 
 Table Mountain has its majestic table cloth (a cloud) on it, overlooking the whole city and the boats and all.  We climbed it last week (the back side) for blackberries.  I'm very content to just look from afar today.  You stand in the above frame to take pictures of yourself.
 What?!?!?  I never saw this before!  Maybe I can drag Paul down there to check this out.
 He'd like this!  He's a smoothie guy for sure!
 I tried a Hungarian Hatbread Stack.  My first Hungarian food, and I'm impressed,  If the Lord calls us to Hungary, I know I won't go hungry.  :- )    Notice the classy dining wear: a piece of cardboard.  We're all about recycling around here. 
 A whole army of beaded tall people.  When they make a Tall Small Paul, maybe I'll get one. 
 Rhinos abound to raise awareness of Rhino poaching. 
 This is a treat!  I started my 3 hours with a little sit down on these cushioned bleachers to use some free WiFi and get a bit of work done before I launched off to shop.  It was then I decided to blog my fun day. 
 Blown glass is so pretty! 
 Funny little beaded band of people. 
 I was tempted to get the cutie little dress with the mouse in the pocket. I think my Clarity granddaughter  would like it, but my main mission today was to buy surge protectors for our house.  It's not the most glamorous or exciting purchase, but necessary. 
 Ah!  A rare glimpse of me during my sit down time. 
 And who needs a wooden tie?  I'd have scooped these up for my 3 guys, maybe, but I'm suspecting they won't go for it.  I just sent out a survey, 2 out of 3 give it a thumbs down, one still hasn't responded.  Shame.  I think they're cute. 

 Check out the bags!  I see zebra, ostrich, springbok, and nguni ( a kind of cow) that I can name.  Pricey bags, but probably last awhile.  

I haven't been blogging much lately as I've had another project going.  I'm doing an Instagram account, having dolls act out Bible verses.  I'm getting some criticism for this one.  People are teasing me about going through my second childhood, but my niece Connie, 8, is in on it, so it keeps me respectable. 

 I'm enjoying it.  I'm learning about photography, sets, sewing,  the Bible Lens App (which Evangel recommended and it has been my lifesaver!) and the most important thing, the Bible!  It's a new way for me to study the Bible, keeping an eye out for ways it can be acted out.  It may be new to me, but I am realizing so many others do art with this same goal. 
 This is Prudence, the first doll in the project.  Constance is the other one above, and they're joined by others as I find deals. 
Not all the Instagram pictures have dolls, but most of them do. This one has Connie, a living doll, at a dam on top of Table Mountain.

Please feel free to visit at vickiyoung1066 on Instagram. 

Sunday, December 23, 2018

More Kenya Comments and Candids

Week 2 saw us helping in a Camp that was within walking distance of the Osborne's home.  I was so glad!  I was struggling with car sickness the first week and then there were memories of a night drive through roads like this...
It's rainy season right now.  The corn shot up in the 3 weeks we were here and the people are knowing they are blessed. 

Josh got a private lesson in meal preparation, starting from Scratch, or with this scratcher.  He was a beauty, and he was delicious. 
 On to cheerier subjects. 

 The camp was in a Bible college, with the big meetings being in a huge teaching garage, complete with lube pit, covered over so none of us would fall in. 
 Then we had classes in smaller groups.  This is where we got to know some of the kids by name and learned more about them.  Tim's group had a nice meeting place. 

Josh's group met outside each day so he tanned up nicely.  He also braved the line to get biscuits (cookies).  
Week 3, Paul was off on a preaching trip to western Kenya, while the boys and I did a slot at a more local camp.  It was good!  But we sure know we have a long way to go to fill Paul's shoes. 

 I love the outdoor beauty here! 
 Now for a science lesson.  This is a worm.  It comes from the African Tumbu fly, also called the Mango Fly.  At least this is what we learned online.  I read about 11 different flies that can get under the human skin. This fly lays it's eggs on damp clothing, and then the egg burrows into the skin, and hatches into a worm.  Under the skin.  It's about the size of a piece of rice.  Guess who's skin this guy was, don't bother.  I'm not telling as I don't want to embarrass anyone, but sometimes this homeschooling science gets a little too real for me.  We're still hoping for healing without needing a trip to a doctor. 

 Finally, Merry Christmas!  This is Prudence, who is just launching out into a new little project with me, helping me teach Bible verses.  Stay tuned for more on that. 

Kenya Comments & Candids

  Heading north from Cape Town it's about 2551 miles to Nairobi, Kenya!  It feels like a short flight from Johannesburg, South Africa, if you're used to hopping "the pond" to America. 
 Josh gets credit for most of these pictures, and this one deserves the credit.  Moth on Christmas ornament enhances the moth and the ornament. 
 Off to camp, which met in a school.  Signs keep me interested all over Africa.  I took this one myself, but Josh gets credit for loaning me his camera. 
 Our campers were enthusiastic! 
 My favorite object lesson on Isaiah 43:2.  I love the drama of the fire, as well as the lessons it teaches.  That's the camp director in the background, looking ready to run for a fire extinguisher. 
 Good ol' Monkey and BL (zeebub) were resurrected for the camps, but with new voices of Tim and Josh. 
 Josh tried to catch a motorcycle with 4 or 5 on it, but 3 men will have to do.  I don't think he got the one he saw with 2 live sheep on it either, or any with goats.  Chickens were just too normal.
 Skygo motorcycles from Japan (I think) are everywhere. They've changed the face of transportation in Kenya. 
 Josh, 17, and Tim, 21, are 6'6" and 6'7" respectively.  Their ages caused a hubbub in the camps, when the kids found out they were so young.  They were guessing in their mid to late 20's. 
 Tim teaching the story of George Washington Carver wearing a borrowed shirt from Dad.  Someone forgot to pack more than 1 collared shirt.  That led to a story we'll refer to in the next blog post. 
 Paul teaching at Emmanuel Church, with Gideon translating.  This was a Wednesday afternoon meeting. 
 Cozy bunch crammed in there.  Notice my face turned toward the window.  I felt sick quite a bit.  Nothing ever came of it, just yucky queasiness. 
 Josh helping pick up the rocks that stuck up in the road, so we wouldn't scrape bottom.  This is before we got stuck. 
 Who knew!  There really is a flower that looks like Horton's, in Horton Hears a Who, though maybe that one was pink. 
 Josh was intrigued by this fruit.   He later bought a ripe one at the market. 
It tasted a bit like passion fruit, though not such a strong flavor. 

 My three guys with the leaders of the first camp we helped with.  Formal pictures are appreciated. 
 Presenting a goat to the church with the best Awana program.  Appropriately, it was named Victory.  The church not the goat.  That  goat is Christmas dinner on Tuesday. 

Here's a glimpse of Victory's Awana program which they do on Sunday mornings.   It was an enthusiastic group!

Kangundo, Kenya, Hoyt and Lois Osborne

Imagine adopting 26 boys!  Not babies, big ol' boys, teens and young men.  Hoyt and Lois Osborne did that.  They only had seven is the most they had at one time living with them, but 26 call them Mom and Dad. They also started a mission, planted churches, are involved in a children's home,  and many other ministries including Bible colleges.     

Lois Osborne is now a widow, who is in her 30th year in Kenya.  She and her husband Hoyt came when they were 43, as tent maker missionaries to start with.  They taught in private schools in Nairobi for three years, before they were ready to venture out to begin church planting.  Hoyt was not timid about picking up needy boys to bring home.  He took in alcoholics too.  He was brave and bold and felt compassion on these needy boys! 

The fruit of their generosity is sweet!  The youngest of those boys is now 23.  The oldest is about 50.  Several of them are pastors.  One runs the children's home.  Lois is grandmother or "Susu" to  dozens of her boys' kids.  While we've been here I've see Pastor Gideon help with driving and maintaining the mission van.  Shadrach is another wonderful help.  He came to the rescue when Lois' house had a plumbing problem while we were here, and he traveled with Paul.  Fitzpatrick  is a pastor, but he also helps with driving.  He took the boys and me to our last week of camp, and was a fun driver.  We discovered we have a mutual wish for a donkey.   Robert was Hoyt's last care-giver before he died.  He was gone to take a job, but came home when that hotel closed,  until he gets another outside job. Nathan is a dynamic worship leader in his church, and engaged to be married in August .  David lives further away with a wife who is a magistrate, but he came home for a sweet visit while we were here.  He was the youngest they ever took in.  Oscar helped dig a grave-sized hole to find a clogged pipe.  Yesterday our Josh help and photographed as Oscar killed and dressed a rooster.    Robert, Nathan, and Oscar have been Josh's game playing buddies in the evenings while we've been here. 

Jackson is now head of Grace Children's Home, and he teases me by telling me how lucky I am to see him, each time I see him.  His wife Evelyn translated for us at the children's home.  She's a gracious, hospitable help to him, leading that children's home.  

Hoyt and Lois Osborne with some of their "boys", and a wife and grandchild. 

That's a sharp looking bunch of guys!  Most of them are pastors now.
Lois and Hoyt after he was sick. 
Lois shared her testimony with us, telling how as a little, little girl, she prayed to be saved.  Her mother told her repeatedly that she was already saved, and it bothered her that she didn't remember it.  She wanted to get saved, but people kept telling her she already was saved.  In second grade, an evangelist came, and she prayed with her Dad to be saved.  In 7th grade, she submitted to the Lord to go into missions. 

Everything I've heard about Hoyt has been good!  He was bold, patient, calm, fervent, focused.  He took in many people, and was generous in what he gave out too.  Some of the pastors paid Paul a big compliment when they told Lois, "He just like Osborne, Mom."  She was pleased to tears that they were remembering Hoyt, and I was pleased that they were admiring my beloved. 

Through them, and the mission they started, there are now 30 churches planted, and growing!  Other churches are planned to be planted.  There's also Bible schools, and the children's home.  Camps meet in the summer (that's where we came in!  We're invited to help with the camps.) 

Isn't that amazing what can be done in 30 years, starting at 43 years old, and going at it heartily?  I'm thankful we got to be a little part of it.   I know they would appreciate your prayers as they go forward, expanding into Uganda, as well as western Kenya.

O taste and see that the Lord is good!  Blessed is the man who trusts in Him.