Last day at The Seed

Last day at The Seed

I can't believe it's over.  I have this terrible torn feeling between leaving this place of amazing ministry, and moving on towards getting home.  I cried a lot today .

This morning's prayer time was filled with praise for all the time spent here, and prayer requests for the team.  We are going to need to process a lot of information in the weeks to come, and then figure out how God intends to use this new information.  

Dan took some time to debrief us this morning.  He asked about our highs and lows.  My lowest point was probably the first Tuesday.  I was completely stripped of my comforts, schedules, routines, tasks, relationships and cultures at that point.  I knew that back home Cole, Grandma and Curtis were all sick and it was rough for them.  I was questioning the point of this trip.  I was uncomfortable and homesick.  But I think the reason I was in that position was because it was important for me to know how much I need Curtis and the kids, to realize just how much I love them.  But I was also supposed to see that I could rely on God.  When everything else is taken away, He will meet me where I am and comfort and guide me.  I learned a lot these past weeks and I couldn't have done that in a familiar setting.  
My highs were corporate worship and prayer.  We were able to pray and sing together as a group every day we were here.  The Zulu ladies all have magnificent voices and don't need any instruments to sing some very lovely songs.  And praying together as a group is really powerful.  My favorite was the evening we spent at Dan and Kerry's singing together after that great meal.

When I worship or pray at home, I often feel 'good' or 'moved' and I mostly attributed it to the way things were phrased, or the music was good.  Here, I remember the first few days feeling my spirit being moved, and it couldn't have been from those other things because I didn't even understand the words being sung and prayed.  It wasn't my mind or my emotions being affected, but my spirit.  It was a lovely revelation for me.  

We took Dan for lunch today and just chatted with him.  He's a really good guy with a real heart for the things being done here.  He is really trying to follow God's will for his life and it shows.  

After lunch, the staff came together to say good bye and thank you.  We were all together for some great worship and some dance songs, then prayer, and they said a blessing over us.  Then we ate cake!  We had our last Simunaye time with the kids and we gave out all the Canadian stickers Matt and Kerri Lynne gave me to bring.  We took lots of pictures and I had a sad time of more good byes.  

It's hard to say good bye here.  I just can't imagine that I won't be back here at some time.  Sorry Curtis, but this might not be the last trip to South Africa our family  participates in!

We leave for Capetown in the morning.  Gary and Jeff leave at a ridiculous time in the morning but we won't leave until 11.  They will rent a car and explore on their own for the day, then the Schwartz's and Stu and I will arrive later.  I'm not sure about internet connections, and how interesting the blogs will be past this point, but I'll post if I get a chance.  Capetown is supposed to be beautiful!

PS if you want to see some pics of the safari, the Schwartz's blog has some up.  Their blog is www.schwartz5onsabbatical.blogspot.com I think!

Shalina