This is the first pygmy camp we visited. The men on my right is the Chief. He was showing me his bow and arrow. The pgymies live in the forests. DRCongo has huge rain forests. The tip of the arrow is poisoned and apparently can kill its prey in less than 5 minutes...yikes! They didn't tell me that when they showed me the arrow but they all screamed when I was going to touch it! I wanted to see how sharp the arrow was :-)
This little pygmy lady and her baby. She has four children. Can you see how BIG I am in comparison. I cannot imagine her pregnant! She's like 3 feet tall.
This is too funny. This was another camp and we were trying to visit the chief. The other pygmies told us that the Chief's house is "locked" and they have no "keys". It's "locked" when the branches kinda closes over the entrance as you can see behind the man in the black jacket. That is a "locked" door.
This little lady has a huge goiter. This is a common disease among them due to iodine deficiency. We brought lots of soap and salt to give out as gifts.
I am inside the house of one of the ladies. Her baby had just died. I had the opportunity to share Jesus with her and to pray with her. The house is so tiny that we "filled" her whole house! I had to sit on her "bed" - not very p0lite! I felt like a giant. If I had stood up, I would have broken her whole house.
This young man is a grown man...I thought he was a small boy. He has 3 wives and many kids.
If you see closely enough, you will see the wooden crosses, signifying a grave - it is actually the grave of the baby who died. This is new to the pygmies - burying the dead. They use to just leave the body and move to a new camp.
These are some of the soaps we bought to give away. The pgymies survive from out of the forest - their food, water, fire,etc....soaps and salt are things they don't find in the forest...
These snails are their food. They wanted me to buy it from them! They are still alive...Escargo, anyone???
More pictures to come. It took me forever to upload these ones! At each camp I was able to share the gospel and to pray with them and visited with them. They were just as fascinated with me as I was with them. I was probably the first Chinese woman they have ever seen !! That was true for most of the Congolese people as well. The pgymies were seen to be a little less than human by their fellow Congolese. However, the Lord changed that in the hearts of people like Behtuel and Noella and many born again believers who have a burden to reach them with the Gospel. We want to start a church and a school for them. Pray for the salvation of one or two chiefs so they can start reaching to their people.
Turning 60: Reflections on a New Season I was having lunch with a friend yesterday and found myself talking about my 60th birthday. I’m not usually one to make a big deal about birthdays—but as I approached this milestone, I found myself reflecting a little more deeply. Sixty feels… different. Special, even. One birthday message on Facebook welcomed me to the “Senior Club.” Apparently, turning 60 bumps you into a whole new age bracket. What does that mean? Well, for starters, higher insurance premiums—got that notice earlier this year! But beyond the paperwork, it feels like a shift. This is the beginning of a new season. Some call it the “final” season of life—but I’ve decided to see it as a privileged one. Because now, at 60, I’m the youngest in this new demographic! There are perks too—senior discounts at movie theaters, restaurants, parks, museums. Priority seating on trains and planes. It took me six decades to earn these privileges, and I’ll gladly accept them! Looking...
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