Participant Blogs

We are sad to tell you that one of our red team members, Johannes, will not be able to travel with us any further this year. Johannes returned to South Africa, and plan to work among the broken and hurt people of Johannesburg. He is also looking forward to spend some real quality time with his family, as it is the first time in 3 years that he has this opportunity. As a red team we release Johannes with all our blessings and pray with him that God will reveal Himself and that his heart for the lost in Johannesburg...

I have the privilege of dancing in (on a trampoline!) each new day while the beautiful New Zealand sun are starting to peek over the nearby hills. This morning  I were just pondering Lamentations 3:22,23 about God's mercy and compassion being new every morning.  And I realized how amazing the full meaning of this verse is! Toward the end of today, a new day will break across the globe in Africa. And all the time, every moment of today, it will be morning somewhere on earth. For God, viewing the earth as a whole, there is no such thing as...

The best host family ever!! Melanie, Johan and Liné. Early morning view from home    Visiting the Tor in chilly July weather!   Naeun and I - one of my 8-years-old group at the winter camp!   Debree and I hanging out with Liné at Starbucks! They don't call it challenge for nothing!!  

If Jesus became human today, would He come to the rich city suburbs, travelling abroad with the best airlines, claiming the priviledges He as God deserves? Or maybe He’ll be born into the Zambian village that don’t know where they’re gonna find food for the coming year, because their crops were destroyed in the floods; He might just take the overnight bus to Lusaka, not complaining when they take an hour’s detour to report an accident; maybe He’ll rejoice in waiting 3 hours for a taxi to depart, appreciating the delay as an opportunity to minister. Perhaps Jesus will trade His warm bed for Rustenburg’s taxirank and wake at 4:00 to listen to the stories of nightguards and drunks.

 

 By: Elizma

This past month in Thailand has been an indescribable blessing to me! Except for all the WONDERFUL people, food and assignments we had, it's been a real special time of experiencing God's presence and learning at my Father's feet!

By: Elizma

I look out the airplane window, and way down I see the country of India. From up here it still is only patches of different shades of brown, patches I've never seen before. But somehow I still write in my Bible, next to Isaiah 61, the text received for this country: "FIRST time on airplane to India". How much more are there gonna be ...?

 

By Elizma - 27 March 2008

Surely these past days we didn't have as much adventures and stories to tell than last week. But these days were granted to process the stuff I've been challenged with recently; the biggest of which is definitely the life of Peter, and how it's speaking to me.

India has been great. I't weren't like the previous countries where I've been mostly challenged by the people and lifestyle. Rather I was challenged with how serious I am about living for God. The first week we went up into the Himalayas, to the farthest town where you can go by vehicle! We had a week's training and saw the most beautiful scenery! Part of our 'race' in the mountains was to help locals plant rice, which I just loved! Getting into the mud, all dirty! After that we went to an orphanage/mission school. We painted their school, taught Maths...

Friday and Saturday was great! On Friday morning we played with the kids at the Sheng Kung Hui Primary School where we stay. We helped the other teams as they presented kids, even from 3 years old, with the Easter story and, as you can imagine, played a lot!

 

When the bell rings, they run ... NOTHING like Nambia!!

At noon, six of us went to visit some Psychology students at the University of Macau. Of course, I were first to go, and we had a real fun time and a wonderful lunch!

Gertina, Tjaart, Jana, Rey and Mari in a relaxed mood.

 

A poem describing how I experienced China:

By Elizma Myburgh

I give to you once more, o Lord
This country that you love
For all their sins you gave your life
For me to give was tough

I do remember when we prayed
We asked but for your way
I do remember my own pride
"I'll do just what you say"

But I fell short, and I lost hope
Seeking comfort of my own
You had to come, remind again
Restore in me your love