Many of you know my niece, Meagan Hawley, daughter of Dave and Sally, and all-round awesome young lady! Meagan lives at the Namwianga Mission in Zambia where she takes care of orphaned and abandoned babies, many of whom are HIV+. Here is her report from August. I was not able to download the pictures included in her report so I added some from her Facebook page!
August 2014
Hello dear
friends! Happy beginning of school to you all! I miss that time of year in the
States—so much excitement and newness. I hope your teams did well yesterday,
too, whoever they may be!
I’m finally
able to take a little bit of a breather after a whirlwind summer of visitors
and activity. It’s always such an exciting time of the year, and I’m also
always glad when it’s over and life returns back to “normal”.
I had a
wonderful group of interns this summer. They were all in the HIZ 2012 program,
so I already knew them, respected them, and trusted them. All three girls are
thinking seriously about doing overseas mission work after graduation, so it
was important to me to mentor them and share openly my heart and my life here.
They were such an encouragement to me, and the babies were so blessed by their
extra love and attention.
I had the
opportunity to participate in a week long evangelism and medical outreach in
the Western part of Zambia at the beginning of August. It was an absolutely
amazing experience. The outreach is Zambian led, Zambian driven, Zambian
organized, and it was just such an honor to be a part of it. I have been to
some very remote places in my life. Some people might even say I LIVE in a
pretty remote place! But I have never seen remote like this is remote. It took
us about 23 hours in the bus to get there. There were so many break downs with
the vehicles, so many flat tires, just such a tough place to get to. The landscape
totally changes that far west, and you’re basically in the desert. The roads
are straight sand, and it’s really difficult to make things grow. We were about
4 hours from cell phone reception of any kind. The people were living in poorer
conditions than I’ve ever witnessed, and it was totally eye opening to me. My
job was to help in the pharmacy mainly, but the coolest thing kept happening.
Ba Halale, my language teacher and the director of Westreach, kept finding
babies with severe malnutrition or severe developmental delays, cerebral palsy,
and failure to thrive. These children will never have access to medical care
where they are. These kids need intervention, but their location makes it
impossible. Because of my work at the Havens and my daily dealings with these
matters, I was able to counsel all of these mothers and teach them some of the
physical therapy and infant massage their children desperately need. I was so
glad to be able to be used in that way.
We sang a Tonga
song called “Kunyina Uyelene Jesu” over and over again that week. The title
means “There is no one like Jesus”, and the song talks about searching the
earth, looking everywhere, and finding that there is no one like Jesus
anywhere. The whole time we were out there camping, I was just convicted all
over again about the urgency of that truth! We were out there in the middle of
nowhere, further out and more remote than I’d ever been, but Jesus was already
there. He’s everywhere. He’s everything. He is worthy of all of our praise, He
causes people to travel all over the world to tell people about Him and to
testify about who He is and what He can do in their lives. And these people
living in desperate conditions were able to hear about Him, about the hope that
this life of struggle isn’t all there is if you know Jesus. I watched my
Zambians teammates spend hours studying the Bible with men and women who had
never heard the Gospel. I listened each night at the fire as they asked us to
pray for particular people they had studied with and felt were on the brink of
giving their lives to Christ. And I was inspired and humbled and reminded of so
many things I already knew to be true. I love this country. I love these
people. I love Jesus and want to make sure everyone understands who He is and
the hope and forgiveness that are found through Him. It was a hard week in a
lot of ways, but I am so, so glad I got to be a part of it.
I felt
confident leaving for Westreach because all of our babies have been so healthy!
We are praising God for this season of good health and growth in them. Our
sweet preemie Memory struggled in July and was hospitalized for about a week.
She is doing so much better now, is up to 6 pounds, and is starting to smile
and coo. Please keep praying with us for her continued progress.
We had one of
our babies come back from the village in June. We had discharged Kent over a
year ago, and we found that he was completely malnourished and in serious
condition. We worked with the doctors at Zimba Hospital to treat his
malnutrition, and he’s finally back within a normal weight range for his age
(almost 3 years). We aren’t sure what his future will hold, but we are hopeful
that with some proper counseling about nutrition and other matters, his family
will be able to take him back again soon. We’d love your prayers for Kent as he
continues to heal physically and emotionally from this traumatic time. Mercy is back at the Haven after about 4 months at my house. I can hardly stand her being gone, but she’s doing great! She has gained so much weight, has transitioned beautifully back into the daily swing of life at the Haven, and is about to be walking! I can’t tell you how grateful I am for those that have prayed for her healing over the last 6 months or so. She still goes up and down a bit, but by and large it seems she’s out of the woods. Praise God for that!
I hope you
enjoyed getting caught up on what’s going on in our little world over here. Thanks
for caring about us and the work going on in Zambia! I appreciate you all and your prayers so very
much. Meagan
God bless,
Uncle Steve
Luke 18:1
www.hawleybooks.com
E-mail me at steve@hawleybooks.com
God bless,
Uncle Steve
Luke 18:1
www.hawleybooks.com
E-mail me at steve@hawleybooks.com
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