Friday, July 31, 2009
The Path to Siakwanga
A Visit From Home!
Hungry Hungry Hippos! :)
Tonga Troubles
July 15, 2009
Okay, so somewhere along the way I was naïve enough to think that learning an African language wouldn’t be THAT hard. Maybe it was because I minored in English in college (that’s a language?) Maybe because I learned to speak Afrikaans in South Africa when I was a kid? Maybe it’s because my Dad learned to speak Venda in Zimbabwe and I’m way smarter than he is (I’m kidding Dad I love you).
But really, for some strange reason I just thought that Tonga was a pretty primitive language so it would probably be somewhat easy to learn. I stand corrected.
So a session of language learning goes something like this:
Me: “What’s the word for head?”
Marvelous: “Mutwe”
Me: “okay so how do you say wash?”
Marvelous: “samba”
Me: “So how would I say I washed my head”
Marvelous: “Ndi samba mutwe wangu”
(literally translated – I wash head that’s mine)
Me: “uhhhhh say that again?”
Marvelous: “Ndi samba mutwe wangu”
(so after a few times of just listening I attempt to say it and finally get it kind of right)
Me: “So I can use this with other words”
Marvelous: “yes”
Me: “So I can say Ndi samba chakulya wangu?” ( I wash my food ? )
Marvelous: (laughing)
Me: ……?
Marvelous: “no you would say Ndi sanzia chakulya wangu”
Me: “what does that mean”
Marvelous: “to wash”
Me: “sanzia?”
Marvelous: “yes, sanzia”
Me: “but what does “samba” mean?”
Marvelous: “to wash”
Me: ……..
Marvelous: “You use Samba just for your body, if you’re washing body parts, but if you’re washing something else you would use Sanzia”
(It’s at this point I’m thinking I’d like to punch the guy that came up with Tonga)
Me: What is the Tonga word for door?
Marvelous: doolo
Me: doolo?
Marvelous: Yes, doolo
(I’m thinking “man that sounds like dooro with the “l” and “r” sounds swapped?)
Me: so if I wanted to say “open the door”
Marvelous: “jula doolo”
Anyway, hopefully you can see that we need lots of prayers. The last Tonga phrase that I will leave you with is one I’ve just recently learned and I’m anticipating that I will use it almost as much as the greeting, it goes like this; “Mundijatile ndiciiya kwambaula muChitonga.” (literally – You me forgive I am learning Tonga)
Showers of Blessings!
July 13, 2009
This past week God rained down blessings on our family when a team from Wynne Baptist Church came to work with us. It was both a blessing and a challenge to see the WBC youth boldly sharing their faith and leading people to Christ! Most everyone on the team can testify to being stretched in one way or another, I know I was. It was not the most comfortable thing to go through at the time but afterwards it is so neat to see how God showed up and worked.
And it wasn’t just getting a little out of their comfort zones… Team members literally waded through rivers, braved poisonous snakes (a cobra was killed just a few feet away from Randy and Austin’s tent), and went on long, dusty, bumpy rides to share the gospel with the Tonga people. How awesome that the team was trusting God with the results, how cool that God worked on people’s hearts, at least 90 hearts to be more specific!
All week we were so busy going and sharing and ministering that it wasn’t until the team was back in the US that the Wilcoxes and us sat down and started counting up names of people who had made decisions. God is good. Real good.