Okay, tuesday we were without electricity so I went to the mall in search of some items for data collection (pencil, pens, stapler....). Wednesday we went to our first village (don't know if I can say the name so I'll leave it blank). The 4th year nursing students went with us. Before we began we had a devotional. We sang a song (I could sing along as the song mostly said Hallelujuah and Hosana). One of the students read a scripture from heart (did not have a bible in front of him) then we had prayer. We divided into our groups for the rest of the day. I sat in on the focus group which Rachel led (she administered the gorup for Tiyani...there was not anyone available for my key informant interviews).
Everything was done in Tsonga but I think things went well. I spoke with Rachel and the students about how the focus gorup went. Friday I'll tlak with Joyce and Grace about how their interviews go.
Note - I keep reflecting on how much I am learning about myself. I realize how American I am the more I am here. I am not as patient as I like to perceive myself as being. My devotion today was from Isaiah 40:3-8. It talks about pulling down mountains (representing our [my] proud opposition to the way of God. I needed to pause here for a moment. I have a story I could tell but I am not "proud" of my reaction in it. I have not had many of those moments, but enough to see a pattern.
BTW (by the way) - not everything I notice about my "Americanness" is negative. Just points out that I have a different point of view from those around me.
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