LIZ: Lifeline In Zambia
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Last week we distributed food to the Lifeline patients and their caregivers. It was a lot of fun, and also a relief to have a more joyful Lifeline experience. I do love Lifeline, but the week before left me in tears for hours at irritation at the world, the stories are so hard to hear and witness that I cannot imagine living them. It was pleasant to be doing something physical and more light hearted. We passed out oil (amafuta), mealy meal (ubunga, makes nshima), and capenta (pretty much sardines), and I met Pastor Koffson who taught me some Bemba. Both him and the patients passing through were getting a kick out of me asking how they were feeling and making other conversation in Bemba – and I certainly did as well. The girls passed out oil which was poured into plastic bags if they were unable to provide a bottle, while the guys passed out fish and balanced the bags of mealy meal on the ladies’ heads.
This week I accompanied Pr. Koffson, Nebo, and Ani and we saw six patients. It is continually getting easier to share scripture readings with the patients, although I was not ready for Pr. Koffson as we were preparing to start out and he told me to share a word of encouragement with the volunteers. Sometimes I feel so much like a child, I just want to sit back and listen and observe while they do all the work. I try to shove it aside, though, and God’s strength is developing a habit of breaking through: I love it! Afterwards we stopped by and visited a number of ladies on the way back to meet the group. En route a young boy gave me some cassava root and ice as he exclaimed excitement over my small but existent Bemba repertoire. Other ladies insistently gave us a bottle of water, and had me try this African flan or something (I couldn’t understand…), after showing me the grinding process with the nuts. I really enjoyed my private tour of Chipalakusa with the pastor, and facing the culture. Hearing the little children cry out “muzungu!” and “how are you!” will never cease to melt my heart.