Beauty in the Mundane

Sometimes in the mundane routine of life you can lose how amazing your surroundings are. Everything just feels normal. But when you pause for a moment, you see it.

We walked down the path to make visits, we approached a little house. It was almost hidden by the tall grass surrounding it. The mountains towered in the background. A small girl, no more than 3 years of age, greeted us. She said that no one else was home. Just as we turned to leave, her dad came down the path toward us.

After greeting us, he quickly brushed aside the debris in the clearing under the tree, got a little stool for me to sit on, and a potato sack for the girls.

As Brother Shadrick and the man sat on the tree root talking, I couldn’t help but think of how amazing and different this scene was. I was wishing that I had my camera! Yet I know that I wouldn’t pull it out as I feel pulling out a camera causes you to lose connection with them; and it definitely is a distraction. But I was wishing that I could capture this scene!

After greetings, I had the opportunity to witness to the men, then Brother Shadrick witnessed to him. This man frequently passes out tracts, and both his brother and wife attend the Nyamula Bible Study, but he does not come. Even though he would agree with us, he had the knowledge of salvation but has never personally turned to the Lord. He did not make any decisions that day, what a blessing it would be to see this entire family saved and on fire for the Lord.

It is the time of harvest here and many are harvesting their millet and sorghum. Then they lay it out and beat it with sticks. The kids asked to help while we were waiting for our ride. It was fun for a minute, but they said they wouldn’t like to do that everyday.

Kids seemed to come from everywhere to watch, yelling, “The azungus (white people) are beating the millet!” They found it amusing. But then, they find everything we do amusing!