First stop of the trip North.

We stayed the first 2 nights in Kamanjab, a very small town with not much in it at all. It was interesting that the people that are running the rest camp we stayed at had only been there for 3 months and were previously from Cape Town SA. They were experiencing some of the frustrations that come with moving up this far where you really aren't close to anything. They told us about how they had an incident with their little girl and were scared she needed to go to the hospital but they are 250km from the nearest hospital.

We had a great time in Kamanjab. Right when we arrived we were setting up the tent and the guy running the camp told us to look up, and there was a giraffe. This was all with no fences in between us. They also said that Kudu often make their way up to or near the campsites. Here are some pictures we took while in Kamanjab and i will hopefully put some pics up of Opuwo tonight after the sunset.(I have to get a good picture of the sunset)

Please be praying with us that we are trying to see if this is where God is calling us. So while we are here and traveling around we are praying for God to put a passion and desire in our hearts to be here.

Andila gets sick!

So just the other morning as the kids are lined up nice and neat to come in the room i look in the boys line to see Andila hunched over in a ball and he says, "Mr. Wright, my stomach doesn't feel good." (Most of the kids are sick with something all year long.) So i figured i would wait to see how long this goes to see if something really is wrong. Just a few min later Andila is sitting right in front of my desk at his desk with his hands folded over his mouth and he is looking distraught. Then it hits me that his stomach really isn't feeling well. I give him some toilet paper and send him off to the toilet to take care of himself.
Andila comes back just a min later in the same position. He comes in the door with hands folded over his mouth and gesturing for more toilet paper. So quickly i see that this is more serious than i had previously thought. He comes back a few more times. Enough times that eventually i just had some toilet paper on the corner of my desk so that when he comes in the room i just point and send him back out.
About 5 to 10 mins later i had him sent to our admin/nurse/a lot of other jobs lady, Dorthy to see if she wants to send him home. I ask him a few questions to see why his stomach might be in this state. I ask if he ate this morning and he confirmed. So i asked what he ate, he said, "fat cakes" (a ball of dough fried in oil the size of a baseball or tennis ball). I notices when he said that there was an "s" on the end so i asked how many...2. Then i though... wait i think he eats here at school in the morning. So i asked about the school breakfast, and he said that they had a bowl of oats.
So Andila started his day with 2 Fat Cakes and then came in to school and packed a bowl of oats on top of that. After I heard this, there was no doubt in my mind that he should be sick. He was later sent home and was even gone the next day. Sometimes I guess it is true that our eyes are bigger than our stomachs.

Missing Home.

You know, no one ever told us how hard it is to be away from family and friends. I know as missionaries that's a sacrifice you make for the cross but someday's it's really hard. You know though, God know's when these rough days come and He has always given us something that reminds us why we are here and that His plans are always perfect! One day we went to the mall to get some things for a gift and our friend George was outside selling beads and he came and talked to us about buying beads and then out of no where he begins to tell us how much we encourage him by just being together as a family. That was just a huge encouragement for us too because sometimes we do feel worthless and just blah in this place but God always picks us up and shows us what we are doing here for His glory!

Oh Sammie.

So Sammie is talking up a storm from the moment she wakes up to the time she lays her head down to go to sleep, even then, there are times she is still talking in her sleep! She is really picking up everything we say. When you have a talking Child you can really see what you talk about it. We were driving and a taxi driver pulled out in front of us and Adam and I both were just like urg and I said Come on and then this little voice from the back seat says, Oh Come on!! whoops! I have to work on my road rage!!

When Sammie has something of ours that she is not supposed to have we always say Sorry Sammie this is not for you. So the other day Adam is helping her pick up her toys and she looks at Adam and says, Sorry Daddy not for you... She says so many cute things and just just can't help but wonder what all is going through her little mind throughout the day.

It is such a joy being a parent! We love it! There is not a day that goes by that I don't laugh at the new things she is doing and saying! She is so smart and such a good little girl. We just praise God day by day for our little blessing, Samantha Joy