Yesterday morning I had a lovely Saturday run in the Tugela Ferry community gardens. It was just my second time walking there with our dogs – quite a big treat that Eugene introduced me to just a week or so before. Crazy that I’ve lived there for almost nine months and just discovered the paths literally outside our front fence. Instead of greeting somebody every 10 feet, having children chasing after and being attacked by violent dogs, the community gardens maybe the closest to a ‘park’ setting that Tugela Ferry has to offer. Many of the large garden spaces in the community gardens sit fallow this time of year leaving it a wild ‘veld’ experience with the sound of the roaring Tugela River and the birds in the grass and trees. There are a few women there working in their fields, sometimes with men helping from on-top a tractor. This time of year there are lush rows of reddening tomatoes, row after row of bright green spinach and other leafy greens, onions, as well as a few sweet potatoes and pumpkins still remaining to be harvested. So nice to get out there and see some of the most industrious areas in Tugela Ferry and yet peace and beauty of nature as well. Beauty and quiet have been in short supply since moving to Tugela, and it’s such a blessing to have found such a lovely space!
Speaking of lovely spaces, our new land in Mandabeni for our community support centre is nearing closer and closer to becoming reality. Xoli and I are very excited about having our own ‘stake in the ground’ in the Amangwe community and to be able to get closer to the community with our own offices, not just our own pick-up truck (bakkie). We will begin by building a 6x6 block with a large L-shaped room with an outside stoop to expand our working space, as that’s what we feel comfortable we can afford at this point. As God provides more, we hope to add on more buildings – especially a training area. Our vision of the land is to be able to provide a more centralized space for assisting our HBC patients, their families as well as the orphaned and vulnerable children (OVC) we support. To be able to have a base from which we can meet together regularly to host HIV and TB support groups for our patients as well as for the OVC we support. Hopefully to open a community soup kitchen for the very vulnerable young and sick, while integrating economic strengthening activities.
I really love working out in the community! I spent the other day meeting with Xoli and the HBC volunteers living close to our land where we will be building the centre soon. (Pictured, right). Because of Xoli's vulnerabilities in the community right now, I was able to step back in to do some home visits to some patients and OVC families. I realized how much I LOVE being outside and connecting with people, and how much I've been stuck doing the much more dry office work instead. Please join me in praying how I can get back out in the community more, being in closer relationship to those in need instead of serving a more distant administrative role.
In the last week during a visit to our Thembalethu project in the Drakensberg, I returned to Tugela Ferry feeling a bit like an ambulance service. After helping Mpume obtain the much-needed documents towards getting her identity documents and loading up for a round of food-drops to the orphaned families we support, my plans suddenly changed. Mpume (mentioned below in Prayer Requests) becoming very sick with the symptoms of meningitis as well as general body chills and fever. I had to leave Xoli to finish the food deliveries, and left with Mpume as soon as possible to get her to medical attention at Church of Scotland Hospital (COSH) where I live, and where she’s taken up temporary residence. We ended up with two other patients in tow as well: one was the son of a former Home-Based Caregiver who needed daily TB injections as well as to start ARVs ASAP but was too distant from the clinic to make it possible from his home. The other was a very sick baby named Ayanda who is eleven months old and yet weighed only 6kg (13.2lbs) and has been sick pretty much from birth. His first HIV test (which takes 6 weeks for a result) had come back negative, and the second hadn’t yet returned and yet his situation was deteriorating. So I ended up transporting a car full of sick people – a young gal with meningitis and pneumonia, a young man with pneumonia and TB, and a baby with a malnourished condition and severe diarrhea common with full blown AIDS.
At last report, the baby was re-initiated on TB treatment and the HIV test had come back positive, so initiating ARV treatment was just a few days away and his condition had improved. Mpume’s meningitis had been caught early, and her pneumonia was responding well. The young TB injection guy had been started on his treatment and the road to accessing ARVs had been started. So glad to be able to assist these folks, especially as the resources in Tugela Ferry are often in high demand (but unavailable) in the Berg – care centre (hospice) for adults and babies/mothers, as well as very dedicated, knowledgeable and proactive doctors at the hospital.
Prior to all of this, Eugene and I had a couple of tough couple of weeks. And yet so many exciting moments as well. Let me see if I can go back over the last couple of weeks and include prayer requests:
After playing social worker for weeks, Mpume and Aphiwa (a homeless, orphaned 18 year old and her 9 month old baby, both HIV+ and not then on treatment) moved in with Eugene and I, supposedly for two days until they could get transferred to the local mother-and-baby-care centre. It ended up being 1.5 weeks full-on instead, as both mom and baby took turns getting very sick and admitted to the hospital. While Aphiwa was in the pediatric ward (the first time, when her mom was admitted, just prior to her initial transfer to the care centre) I was the only one feeding her regularly, as the hospital nurses didn’t get to it. Both are now on treatment and stabilized, staying at Khayelisha Care while they pray and wait to see if anyone from the local church will make available a place for them to stay here. They have been admitted to a HIV+ women’s home in Johannesberg, but the loving people at Khayelisha really feel for her rootless state and connection here in Tugela Ferry. In the meantime, I will give my all (again) to get the required documents (a death certificate for her mother who never had a birth certificate and then both mom and baby’s birth certificates) to make it possible for her to access some welfare assistance. Please pray for these two sweet girls, favor in working with Home Affairs to get Mpume her identity documents, as well as a healthy future in a place they can call their own.
- In response to all of this, Eugene and I are for the first time having to look closer at our lifestyle assumptions after having lived and served here in KwaZulu-Natal both on our own for so long. We have suddenly seen that we need to adjust our single living styles and callings to fit a picture of our calling as a married couple. He is accustomed to assisting the caregivers in caring for the sick and orphaned, while I’ve been more on the grassroots level of individuals. Please pray for us as we grow more into each other and into our God-given calling here in South Africa.
- My step-Dad Bud passed away unexpectedly, but peacefully in his sleep on Sunday afternoon. He and my Mom were married almost 23 years, if my calculations are correct. His memorial service is on Saturday. It’s been difficult grieving alone, but am glad that I’ll be able to spend some extra time in the Seattle area supporting my Mom. I’ll be arriving 2.5 weeks earlier than planned (24 June), and continuing with my previously-planned visit tagged-on. Please pray for comfort for my Mom and family in the midst of this loss.
- The same day that I heard about Bud’s passing, I got a very upset phone call from, the manager of our project in the Loskop/Amangwe Tribal Area. She had received an anonymous phone call on her work number telling her that someone had been hired to kill her (a disturbingly inexpensive and common thing here – as cheap as $25). She got safely away to her family home away from the area and has been really digging into God’s word and in prayer and is calm and at peace now. She decided to go back to Loskop the next week, but very understandably is hesitant to get back into the full swing of things. Not sure who to trust, where this threat came from. We really feel like this is a spiritual battle that we’re involved in, perhaps something to do with jealousy as well (?); as we continue to assist and share God’s hope and love with the sick and orphaned in the area we must be stirring up the spiritually dark forces in the community. Please pray for God to intervene and turn the hearts of the evil ones here, to continue to give Xoli peace, and to bring a clear end to this so that Xoli can go back and continue the work that God’s called us to do – assisting orphans and the sick in their distress.
- On an exciting note, building on our little piece of land for our Thembalethu Care Centre looks to be a closer reality! We staked it out (50x80 metres at the end - land pictured here) and are hoping to break ground in the next couple of weeks. We don’t have the full funding to put up much, but we’ll start with a 6x6 metre building and hope to put up a training centre and kitchen to feed orphans as funding becomes available. John Grant, one of our very dedicated board members has generously offered to help us with building experience, and has already organized a donated fence and its installation for us. It looks very promising for us to get funding from the Department of Social Welfare as well to be able to set up a program of orphan and community support there as well. We hope to feed the local orphans and vulnerable children with a healthy morning meal as well as an after-school meal and provide them with assistance accessing social grants. Thank God for all that’s been going on, and pray that we will have the funds necessary to continue our community work and put up buildings we need to expand!
- I’ll be in the Seattle area now from the 24th of June through the end of July, with some extra time to support my mom. Should anyone have a car available I could borrow for some or all of this time, please let me know. Please pray for God’s continued provision of my work with Thembalethu in the Amangwe community as my funds are running low.
Blessings,
Betsy
Speaking of lovely spaces, our new land in Mandabeni for our community support centre is nearing closer and closer to becoming reality. Xoli and I are very excited about having our own ‘stake in the ground’ in the Amangwe community and to be able to get closer to the community with our own offices, not just our own pick-up truck (bakkie). We will begin by building a 6x6 block with a large L-shaped room with an outside stoop to expand our working space, as that’s what we feel comfortable we can afford at this point. As God provides more, we hope to add on more buildings – especially a training area. Our vision of the land is to be able to provide a more centralized space for assisting our HBC patients, their families as well as the orphaned and vulnerable children (OVC) we support. To be able to have a base from which we can meet together regularly to host HIV and TB support groups for our patients as well as for the OVC we support. Hopefully to open a community soup kitchen for the very vulnerable young and sick, while integrating economic strengthening activities.
I really love working out in the community! I spent the other day meeting with Xoli and the HBC volunteers living close to our land where we will be building the centre soon. (Pictured, right). Because of Xoli's vulnerabilities in the community right now, I was able to step back in to do some home visits to some patients and OVC families. I realized how much I LOVE being outside and connecting with people, and how much I've been stuck doing the much more dry office work instead. Please join me in praying how I can get back out in the community more, being in closer relationship to those in need instead of serving a more distant administrative role.
