What do you see? Is this just a picture of a bamboo hut? An old, run down, very breakable bamboo hut. It has a full and very open latrine one side and rotting fruit the other. Our neighbour uses the front of our hut to sell his fruit and veg while placing his old unsold products in his bamboo hut. We get the rats using the hut to run from one side to the other, leaving their droppings as they go. Our chairs have termites eating away at them and spreading into the bamboo and wooden posts.
However I see so much in this hut. I see a nicely made cement floor that, on Friday nights you can’t see as there are so many people squashed in. I see character and I see a safe place. I see the home that deaf ears have heard and lives have turned to God. I recognise it as the place my family meets regularly to chat, get their nails done, play games, learn the bible and meet with God. My family from all walks of life, and from different countries. Whether they have been trafficked from Tanzania or they are a missionary from Sweden. We are family.
To me I see beauty.
I see potential.
I see God’s character shine brightly each week and I am honored to be called to this place. To this little bamboo, very hot, full of mosquitoes, hut. This is where miracles happen. This is where girls are brought to safety. This is where the sex/slave trade could finish in Mozambique.
