“When you give a luncheon or dinner,
do not invite your friends, your brothers, or relatives, or your rich
neighbors; if you do, they may invite you back and so you will be repaid. But
when you give a banquet, invite the poor, the crippled, the lame, the blind,
and you will be blessed. Although they cannot repay you, you will be repaid at
the resurrection of the righteous.”
-Luke 14:12-14
As I pull into the orphanage in the rickety
old truck, I hear eleven beautiful voices saying, “Court-ta-ney! Court-ta-ney!”
I am home, after two days of being away, and dropping Corrinne off in Njombe, I
am back. I get out of the truck and instantly eleven hugs are in store for me.
This is my life. I have eleven children. It amazes me how quickly I have fallen
in love with them. How can you not? Yes, having eleven kids has its moments,
but I love them, and that love is real, and that love is powerful. They are
warming up to me quickly, and I cannot help but feel the same way.
I still can’t grasp that I am living
in Africa. This is my home, and I have fallen in love with it. I love how much
like home it is, and how much like home it is not. I love the people, their infectious
laughter and kindness is humbling. They are so giving and so rich in life, my
heart swells for them. This place will change my life. It already has in less
than a month; I can’t imagine how I will feel after one year. Plus I am getting
my temporary residency permit (good for 2 years) so who knows? ;) I am very
excited to share this life with my parents, to watch them fall in love like I have
and to get to experience it with people whom I love.
It scares me at times, the unknown.
What does God have in mind for my life? How is it going to look? Is this
forever? Am I okay with that? Are their bigger plans for me in the USA? ???????????
And then I have to remember to breathe, and let go, because he is in control.
He knows what he wants to do with my life, what plans he has, and I have to
learn to trust. Learn to let go of control. I’m not meant to have it, and
honestly, what a relief. God has the control; he will work things out, in his
time, in his way. I just get to wait, and live in Africa, and have eleven
children whom I love (I know I am suffering) and cherish these moments, because
God only knows what the future holds.
I love that when I am driving down
the road and I pass by children I hear, “Mzungu! Mzungu!” or “White person,
white person!” Sometimes I even hear it from adults. I am kind of a big deal,
let’s be honest it’s true, but here it’s even more true. I am one of a kind.
Just like all of us are, but here, I really feel it. Now Corrinne has left me too,
making me the resident white person in Uhekule. I have had a crash course, and
now its sink or swim time. I am determined to make this work, and work well. I
want my time here to be as meaningful for the people I interact with, as it is
for me.
I am trying to bring my American Christmas
to Uhekule, I will do a special blog on that later, but I am so excited. It’s
incredibly hard to be away from my family over the holidays, but I am equally
as excited that I get to spend it here. Where you ask? In Africa, because that
is where I live!
We ran out of water this week, from
weds to sun. We made a trip to a “watering hole” and filled buckets to bring
back….however that meant no showers. It made me appreciate the people here so
much more, seeing as they have to do this multiple times a day.
If you would like to send things to
me my address is:
Courtney Hohensee
Sunrise Children’s Home
P.O. Box 746
Njombe, Tanzania
Ideas to send:
Tuna or Salmon packets
Beef Jerky
Sunscreen (Ziploc bag in case it
opens)
Pickles (lol) If only!
Or anything else that strikes you fancy!
Letters would be a blessing to receive
as well. :)
If you would like to send things to
the kids, you can contact me Via Email @ C.Hohensee@yahoo.com
and we can discuss good things to send.
Thank you all for your love,
support, prayers. I appreciate it!!! And i can not thank you enough!
how about sending you some cucumber seeds and you can make your own pickles? LOL
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