I'm an official old lady. Without the advantage of a great parking space.

Highlights of my day!

-waking up at 6 AM to skype with the beautiful Katherine Barton! She is such an encouragement! It was a blessing to my SOUL to catch up with her!!! Prayer partners, sisters, encouragers, accountability… girl, we’ve got it all J You are SO shiny for Jesus!!!!!

-Skyping those rascals, the Nightingales! Dad is super smiley and I LOVE it! J Hopefully next time shall be longer, loved ones!! Miss you Tom Tom! And Clinty!

-Singing on worship team. I felt so blessed to help lead 55 amazing people in worship… SO good! Can I get an AMEN?!

-Skyping with they-who-make-my-life-complete, the peanut butter to my jelly, the mac to my cheese….. Danielle and Francesca!!! You guys, I miss you so much it’s not even funny. Like, it’s not ok. My heart hurts for you. I have so much to say that I can’t say it… so much that I have so little… (a little philosophy for you, Danielle! =P)

-Skyping with Mommy. I miss you, wonderful lady!!!

Mall run today!!! Mall runs are just NOT THE SAME without Mama! We are speed shoppers! Oh so talented. If there was a shopping event at the Olympics, BAM! Can you say Gold Medal, Baby?! My run today reminded me somewhat of junior highers. No offense to you lovelies out there! You know when you go to the mall because you can’t drive, but you have nothing else to do, so you have your mom drop you off at the mall, and you have like $10, so what can you buy? Lip gloss? WOOOOOOOOOOOO party!!! (No, really it can be party. Be positive, please. =P) It is a foreign experience (LITERALLY) to go to the mall for FUN. I went to hang out with people, not to add to my already-ridiculous wardrobe.

PS:  After seeing one township of complete poverty, I am having a super hard time buying anything. Many people here are buying clothes and accessories, which is totally fine… but not for me, yet. I can’t forget. I will forever carry this image of a little girl playing in the dirt under a bunch of clothes on a clothesline because there’s not enough room in her shack for her whole family, let alone clothes. For me, it is an image that is not easily forgotten. Not that I won’t ever go shoe shopping again. That’s impractical. But I am definitely going to limit myself and take that memory into account. So far? I don’t need any merchandise. So I didn’t buy any.

BUT! Back to the mall run. Once we were there, I decided upon a MISSION: I would scavenge to find more blue hair dye (I’m FADING!!! Call 911! Wait, no- CALL THE EMBASSY!!!) Apparently the only unnatural COLOUR (<- check it. My Inter communications prof, Clive, would be so proud. “RRRRennna! [He RRRRolls his RRRRRs.] You aRRRRRe adapting!”) you are allowed to dye your hair is fire engine RED. I searched and searched for the blue my heart yearned for! But alas…. Sniff sniff… no blue was to be found. So I got the South African equivalent of Sun In instead. Blonde instead of blue. Eh! What a trade! I am super excited to try it! Everybody pray my hair doesn’t turn orange. I have rocked purple, copper, and blue… I will take on the challenge of orange, but only if provoked J.

For intercom, we wrote an essay describing what we see when we look in the “cultural mirror.” Nice one, Clive. I began my essay thus:

“Mirror, mirror, I detect

who the heck do you reflect?”

The prof said it was a chill essay and that he wanted to get to know us. Hope he likes my sass… I hope that’s acceptable in this culture… Hmmm… maybe I should research that before turning that in? J

Although I thought the essay to be quite silly and pointless at first, it actually helped me realize how influenced I am by American culture! Almost everything I think, feel, like, eat, etc. is in some way related to America. Think about it…

I was inspired to work at Forest Home today. It has been such a HUGE part of my life, as in childhood AND spiritual development. Ideally, it would be a dream come true to be the worship leader for Indian Village or Adventure Mountain. Anybody wanna tutor me in guitar? Wanted: positive guitar teacher who knows many user-friendly worship songs for an “almost-advanced-ish-beginner?” J

RANDOM:

-Apparently, dyslexia is a side effect of jet lag. Good one, Mom.

-The length of time I am studying abroad is equivalent to 3-5 years of GROWTH had I remained in the states. WHOA!!!! Right?! At minimum, I am getting a YEAR’S worth of maturity PER MONTH. Well, shoot. I already thought I was a mature 17 year old. Now, I’ll officially be an old lady on the inside!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-Take Liver! (if that confuses you, please go back and read my previous blogs. It is obvious you haven’t been doing your homework. =P) The world won’t end today because I already lived today. EHHH?! J

-“Clive! One more notch would do it!” From Deb. (Our intercom prof [clive-ster] wears his pants dangerously loose. He spends the entire class pulling up his pants.)

-“Look at you! Glue-stealing spider-killer!" For Deb. (She stole a glue stick for our project [temporarily!] and smashed a deadly African spider on our window. She’s boss.)

I loved talking to my home-skizzles from the states today! Miss you all. Love you like no other.

I feel like tomorrow is going to be a hard day… I don’t know why….

As you read this, please know that I would love to hear about YOU! What’s new? What are you going through? How can I pray for you? I feel selfish taking all of the attention J .

Shalom! 

"I just go where the music takes me."

January 30, 2011

AH! Today! Such a great day! The Lord totally refreshed me and washed over me with his joy!

Church this morning was fantastic! The pastor talked about being “courageous” and “bold.” Such a great reminder! He also talked about having to purposefully put yourself in a position to be used by God. This relates to a lesson I learned this summer. I entitle it “Belay on.”

Here is the story of “Belay on.” (now is the time for jammies and popcorn!) Whenever someone did something great in the Bible, it was not comfortable. Think the virgin-yet-pregnant Mary liked walking around with the future SAVIOR OF THE WORLD IN HER TUMMY and hearing everyone gossip about her and accuse her of being a you-know-what?! Think Esther had a pre-party to celebrate defying death by breaking the law to try to save her people from mass genocide?! Doing the impossible was NOT easy. Most of the time, it was horror-movie scary! But they CHOSE to choose God and His will above their own fears, insecurities, and desires. Any rock climbers in the house? I’m sure you already know this, but I’ll recap just in case ;). Before you start climbing, you say to the person who is spotting you, “On Belay?” If they are good to go and ready to catch you if you fall, they reply, “Belay On.”

I choose to constantly ask God what I can do for His kingdom. I say, “On Belay?” And listen closely for Him to urge me, “Belay On.”

I decided my personal them for this experience shall be thus:

Love Selflessly.

Had great talks with Morgan and Deb today! Such a therapeutic walk through the woods! (I’m thinking of writing a musical about it. Can’t you see it now?!)

Then I enjoyed a beautiful talk with one of my favorite nursing majors, the lovely Kara. She shared a miraculous story that I am going to relay because it BLOWS MY MIND! Kara works at a clinical site that visits people with AIDS to give them spiritual support. The issue? 90% of the people she visits speaks Zulu, not English! Therefore, she goes with another nurse who is fluent in both languages. One particular house visit was quite unique. The woman Kara was visiting was BAWLING! Kara says she could practically feel her agony. The Zulu nurse took out her bible and read to the woman. After reading for a while, the nurse asked Kara to pray. At first, Kara was hesitant—she didn’t even know WHAT in the heck to pray for!!! But she decided to pray anyway. She prayed that the woman would rely on God, her hope would be renewed, and that God would give her strength. The nurse starts beaming! Kara asked, “What happened? Did I do something wrong?” “No,” the nurse replied. In fact, Kara had done the exact opposite. Kara prayed almost the exact words of the prayer the woman had been reading from the Bible. The woman was reading Isaiah 40:31: “Those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.” God prayed through Kara. She learned that in her absolute weakness, God was able to use her for a miracle. Can I get an AMEN?!?!!?!?!? I think this is the best thing EVER!!!!!

My other favorite part of the day was worship practice. I get to make music with amazing people! It is going to be wonderful indeed! Best quote of the night, also by Kara: “I just go where the music takes me.” At first, I was quite taken with this wonderful phrase for its beauty. But THEN I got to thinkin’ about the music I hear here. I hear the music of the waterfall, of birds, monkeys (I saw about 20 today. NO JOKE! It’s monkey season! If you catch one, you get to keep it!) (NOT. I wish. J ), and the people. South African culture is HUGE on singing! They sing when they’re happy. They sing when they’re lamenting. They sing when they get together. They sing when they work. Their lives are spent making music. And I want mine to be that way as well J.

Ps: I watched Pride and Prejudice with about 15 girls last night. Best thing EVER. Where are you, Mr. Darcy?! AHEM the point of that was to explain I am quite influenced by the lovely language of Jane Austen. Hence:

‘Twas a glorious day, indeed!

I am having a Hallelujah moment. Feel free to join me J.

Inspirational Quotes, BIRDS, Ninjas, Emotional/ Spiritual Check-Up.

January 29, 2011

INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES THAT ACTUALLY INSPRED ME YESTERDAY (thanks MomJ):

"The greatest moment of your life is now. Not because it's pleasant or happy or easy, but because this moment is where God is." John Ortberg



"Toto! (Momo! or Monkeys!) I don't think we're in Kansas anymore"



"For I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do all this through him who gives me strength." Philippians 4:11-13



"Wherever you are be all there. Live to the hilt every circumstance you believe to be the will of God." Jim Elliot, martyred missionary

Main event of yesterday: Went to see Birds of Prey! For you outdoorsy Indiana Jonses of the world, it was like a Ranger talk… without getting the shiny jr. ranger badge. Um… what’s the point?! No, actually, I enjoyed it more than I thought I would! J There was a BIRD show. Cough, cough. One of the birds ran away and they told us we could leave… Awkward… But then! In the distance! Out of the mist came Chicken, a Falcon! (Did you catch that? Why, people?!)

Extra cherry on top:  We stopped by one of our CLC’s (I don’t know what that stands for. Community Leader Council? Cool Lookin’ cats? Crayon leprechaun company?) houses. She locked her keys in the house so her macho boyfriend (no offense… this should be taken in a positive way…) who looked like he belonged in Napoleon Dynamite, (Wouldn’t you take that as a compliment?! We’re talking SERIOUS PEDRO-ism!) had to break the door down! Jackie-Chan-Ninja-HIII-YA-ness took place! It was a beautiful moment!

Now, I am going to take a step back and provide you lovely encouragers with an overview of this new season of my life:

What I am going through is hard. God is stretching me and molding me and strengthening me.

I wanted to compare what I’m going through right now to two things!

[Miss Alison, I wanted to give a shout out to you! Thank you so much for your inspiring words!! I so appreciate you taking the time to keep up with my blogs, let alone provide wonderful encouragement!]

1) Dancing. Growing up, my dance teacher, Miss Alison, always had us do sit-ups and bicycles, etc during warm up. I always hated that part. It HURT! I was a weakling with little motivation. I would always just try to survive the work out part of warm up. But thanks to those exercises, I became stronger. They helped me stay fit, and helped me in dancing. Right now I am in a season of “work out,” full of crunches and push-ups. I know there will be a season where I reap the reward of a (symbolically) fit self J

2) Growing pains. Remember growing up when you would get random aches in your legs? I hated those pains because it meant- GULP- I was GROWING AGAIN!!!! (Slow motion. Cue EPIC BATTLE symphony. Ren shakes fists at the sky) NOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Until high school, I was always the tallest kid. All my friends averaged a foot shorter than me. (Just kidding. But close J) What was a girl to do?! I was so insecure about my height, and these pains meant the height difference between my peers and me was going to get BIGGER!!!! (Replay recent footage of the slow-mo fist shaking set to the epic symphony EVEN SLOWER.) Although I HATED my height at the time, I LOVE it now. I wouldn’t trade it. I am grateful. And being tall was a huge part of my childhood that made me who I am now. SO. At the time, it sorta STUNK. But later, it was the best possible thing that could have happened.

I wish I could explain all the ways in which I am growing. But we would be here all night! And so much of it can’t be put into words (HA! Imagine me without even written words. AHHH THE WORLD IS ENDING!!! =P). Hopefully, next time I see y’all, it will be apparent. But if not, maybe I will have found the words by then.

To add it all together, I am SO grateful, thankful, and BLESSED to be here! It hurts, but still, there’s no place I’d rather be. 

Slippin' and slidin' and in need of a band aid or Disney quote.

January 28, 2011

Today was a day when I was all, CRAP WHAT THE HECK I'M IN AFRICA AND THAT WAS A MONKEY!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? WHAT IS THIS?!?!?!?!?!!? BUT I'm praying it will never go away. I always want fresh eyes. I don't want to take it for granted. Something Dr. Baloian said in Exodus/ Deuteronomy stuck with me. (well... not just one thing. His class changed my life everyday.) Samson! You know him, yes? Hercules meets Rapunzel, but was super thtupid? Well, God was with him UNTIL he chopped his hair off. When he was chained up, he tried to break free, and he thought that he could. But he couldn't. He didn't realize the Lord had left him. I never want to be like that. I want to be SO addicted to Jesus and the blessings that he has given me that I am hit with the realizations every moment. 

Proverbs 27:5: Better is open rebuke than hidden love.

This totally hit me. It is in my mission statement to be LOVE. That means being love to EVERYONE. Not just the people I'm comfortable with. SO I need to be every form of love. I need to tell my friends how much I love them, my family, and I need to give love to the people I don’t know. And besides, I'm not here for my glory. I'm here for His. So WHY would I care what others think of me?! I ask you!

Best part of my day: Slip and slide! I was on my way to get ready for class when I see a GIANT SLIP AND SLIDE on the lawn! Should I go for it? Probably not…. OH WHAT THE HECK! And sliding I went! SO FUN!!!! Apparently, I am the “crowd favorite” and have “fantastic form.” Hmmm new career goal?!

(Mom and Dad DON’T READ!) At Zulu today, my teacher spent quite a large bulk lecturing on how South Africa is not safe and how her husband was “hijacked” TWICE and was almost KILLED! Yep, heard THAT whole story! She scared me out of my WITS! She didn’t say, “be safe and make good choices.” Oh, no. She was all, “You have a good chance of getting shot. Ask any of the workers and they’ll tell you stories of your relatives getting shot.” WHAT?!?!!? What was she trying to DO?! Thanks a lot. NOT. (Mom and Dad I know you DID read this, so know her story was from 12 years ago. Times are much better now and I always travel in large groups. Hakuna Matata!)

Pray for Zulu. It is super hard. I am having issues! I don’t understand… I was gifted at French, but Zulu? clickity click clikkkkk…… (translated: Not so much L)  

Ah. Today, I admit I feel lonely. There are so many wonderful people here. But I don’t know whom (<- Thanks, spell check) I’m supposed to invest in. I know God will bring me a great group of friends. I just don’t know who they are yet. I find myself missing my APU girls… (HEY Y’ALL =P) But I know they’re still there for me. I just wish they were here instead of there. I don’t want to leave. I know God’s not through with me here yet. And my entire chalet is currently empty—which is MIRACUOUS, so I’m pretty sure God wanted some one on one time. Sigh. Lord, I know I’ll thank you for this later, but right now, I kinda want a band aid for my little lonely heart. Or a hug. Giselle said it best: “I'm very tired, and I'm scared. I've never been this far away from home before... If somebody could show me just a bit of kindness, a friendly "hello" or even a smile, I'm sure that would lift my spirits so much.” Where are you, Oh thieving, ragged homeless man?! I need your smile! Alas.

SO…. If you want to email me… or facebook me… I would so enjoy a “hello”… or can we make it a theme? How about your favorite inspiring quote? Or Disney quote? Or favorite verse? Meh. Love is all I need. I will take a hello if you please J.

The prejudiced lion king blogged in the sunshine.

January 27, 2011

I will live my life solely to bring God glory by intentionally and fearlessly bringing hope, light, and love to each person I come in contact with, placing God's will above my own, and seeking to honor Him with my gifts and talents. 

 ^My personal mission statement, inspired in part by Francesca Fromang.

Sheryl Crow accurately describes my morning today: “I, I’m gonna soak up the suuuuun!” Finally! Since we arrived, rain has ruled the skies, but NOT TODAY! At last, SUNSHINE!!! I was awakened today by the glorious sun’s angelic rays… As I was on my way to wash my face (cue commercial: *slow-mo splash of water onto my face, magically smiling with monkeys dancing to “The Circle of Life” in the background*), I was frozen by the captivatingly breathtaking view from my front door. The sun sparkled through the delicate pink petals of the indigenous trees! My photographer side (shhh we’re pretending I have one J) took over and I happily snapped away at the FANTIASTIC scene before me. (PS: my oh-so-dear-to-my-heart Demaree Sarnowski took the liberty of redefining a FANTASTIC (whoa I’m clever. You’ll understand momentarily. You may now continue onward to find out why I’m clever =P ) word for me! Here ‘tis!:

"Fantastic: adj. Meaning: Renna’s awesome African life! Example: Hikes starring Zebras, morning, afternoon and evening epiphanies, and African waterfalls.” Dema. I love you.)

This morning, I decided to attempt to practice my new language with the Zulu kitchen staff. Of course they would love it! They are always so friendly when I greet them in English; I wanted to do something thoughtful and speak to them in their fantastic (hey, there it is again! It’s better with the new definition, huh?) native tongue!

“Sawubona!” I triumphantly declare, looking expectantly at GuGu. She gives me a skeptical look and serves me an unusually runny scoop of scrambled eggs as payback. Faaaaaail. Ummmm…. Did I miss something? Did I offend her?! Danggit. Well. Back to English tomorrow.

         Half of my day was spent in Intercultural Communications class. As I was imagining what my African animal counterpart would be (apparently it helps you connect with the spirit of Africa?) [Just kidding. I was totally daydreaming. J], suddenly my favorite friend, the SUN, shone through the windows into the classroom! Ahhh! HALLELUJAH! GLORIOUS JOY!!! I can feel the vitamin D! Even now, the- wait. What’s Professor doing? Is he- no. He wouldn’t. GASP! Yes he is! He’s closing the curtains and blocking the sunlight! NOOOOO!!!!! My face drops a thousand miles. I look like my dog died. (How is the Mo-minator doing, Mom?) Professor Sunshine-Hater catches the look on my face (I was obvious alarmed at this moment, give me a break) and he asks, “Is everything alright? Do you need something?” Tylenol? Surgery? I blurt out, “Can we PLEASE have the SUNSHINE?!” Everyone laughs at me. But I know they secretly wanted that sunshine. And without me… well, they woulnd’t have gotten it. That’s right. My mission was a success. VICTORY!

         The best part of the educational side of my South Africa experience so far was today in InterComm when we watched “Bride and Prejudice.” No, not Pride, but Bride. Welcome to the best movie of your entire LIFE. It’s a modern adaptation of Jane Austen’s classic tale, where Ballywood meets Hollywood in a splash (and sometimes CLASH) of color and GENIUS music with the best dancing of all time!!! I BEG OF YOU! Go rent it!!! (Mom, please get this for me for my birthday! Again, that’s “Bride and Prejudice.”

         After class, I found out I am an official APU Blogger! WOOOOOO!!!!! This shan’t be my official blog…. But it indeed inspired the hire J I shall be starting that adventure soon!

         Another beautiful part of my day came tonight when many of us gathered to watch The Lion King in the lecture room—on the PROJECTOR. BAAAAM!!! Ohmygoodness, you guys!!! I have NEVER been so excited to watch that movie! Possibly another favorite moment of this whole Africa shenanigan was tonight, when about 15 of us college students belted out ALL of the movie’s songs. It was BEAUTIFUL. Such contentment. AND GUESS WHAT?! Disney did me proud! They did their HOMEWORK! It was so accurate!!!! We were all giddy with excitement, yelling at the projector, THAT’S WHERE I LIVE!!! What a magnificent score. Ah. I tell ya. My life. Some say magical… I say blessed. (haha.) I am SO thankful. Hallelujah. (<- also partly inspired by F.F. J)

         I want to share my lovely friend Morgan’s God-Moment with you all! She is valiantly reading through the Old Testament and has recently been stuck in the genealogy. (Adam had So-and-so, son of him-who-ate-grass, husband of she-who-looked-like-a-man, etc… JK. Sorry, Lord. Just a bit of fun J) Morgan came to the point of saying, “God, WHY did you put this in here?!” Today she had class with Reg (need I say more? I think NOT. ) In class, he discussed how science needs to catch up with the Bible, not the other way around. He said that the genealogy in the Bible can help us date WHEN the earth began. BAM. God was all, “This is why, Morgan!” How lovely. I just wanted to share J.

         Today was such a positive day in my confidence as well. I just had so many wonderful relationship moments when I was all, “Yes. I am valued for who I am. And this is where I belong RIGHT NOW.” It’s a priceless feeling. I wouldn’t trade it for anything! (except 21 choices!!! Alas, how my heart yearns for Circus Animal Cookie!!!) J

         Daily shout outs:

         WILLIAM THOMAS NIGHTINGAE IV. Can we Skype? I miss your face. The end.

DEMAREE SARNOWSKI: Thank you for the constant JOY and love you bring me!!!! “Why weren’t we friends before?” I don’t know. But I DO know that I DON’T know what I would do without you ;). (<- I TOLD you I was clever.)

KATHERINE BARTON: Yes, you’re a repeat. Oh goodness, girl! I can’t even begin to describe how much positivity you have contributed to my trip!!!!! It seems every time I need a little boost, you send me an email or write me an ESSAY… goodness gracious. I can’t even explain. I just wish there was a way to tell you how much you mean to me! I love you dearly J.

DANIELLE DUMAS: I thought of you the ENTIRE time I was watching LK! Mufasa is there for you, my love. And so am I J. Watching it made me feel almost like I had been hanging out with you… I am so happy right now! I got some imaginary Danielle time! J I love you fo eva aaaaaand eva J

FRANCESCA FROMANG: Ah. I can’t even begin to describe how much your email meant to me. I enjoyed reading it SO much! I loved learning about what you’re learning and seeing how God is working and moving in you. What a light you are, my friend. NOW is the time! HALLELUJAH! Ah, just thinking about how EXCITED I am for you makes me want to cry. Love, love, love.

PRYORS: I love you guys. And I am forced to think of Wyoming! Both Africa and Wyoming are ABOUNDING in nature’s glories! (plus, it’s the only other out-doors-y place I’ve been immersed in J) I hope all is well, my faithful friends! Please be keeping the Nightingales company J But please don’t do anything super duper fun until I get back J. Love to you! (PS: my friend Katherine [afore mentioned] has Mrs. Bouslough as her Prof! Ha! The glory!)

I have now officially stayed up far too late. But that’s ok J I had to preserve the glories of this day fo-eva aaaaand eva! (<- For you, F & D)

"Take liver."

January 26, 2011

“We, the Spring 2011 South Africa team, have become a joyful, blessed, close-knit Christ-like family through our passion for service, adventure, culture and worship, resulting in revival of our spirits and genuine transformation of our hearts and worldview.”

Thus sayeth the South African Study Abroad team, when asked for our goal for this experience. It’s a definite 10.

On the way to breakfast this morning, there were two monkeys hanging out on the grass. This is my thought process: How cute they are! They must be so friendly! I’ll talk to them and they’ll become my pets and want to come home with me! So EXCITED! Here goes! “Oh HEY guys!” I call out to the monkeys. They don’t even look. Jerks. So much for my monkey family!

First thing of the morning was South African history class with Reg. He began the class saying, “We don’t think you need to know a lot of dates. We just want you to know how we got to be the way we are.” SCORE! I’ve never been good at dates, so this is super positive J. Props to him for making it quite exciting! (PS, Tommy! Your birthday is a South African holiday!)

After history, I decided to crash Luke/Acts to hear Reg talk about why he thinks we can trust the Bible. Like my awesome chalet mate, Miranda, said, “Reg is a fountain of knowledge! I want to learn all that I can from him!” True that, friend.

I spent the entire lecture smiling like this -> J.

I was going to share the lesson, but I feel like I cannot adequately relay the message with as much brilliance and detail as it deserves… I was trying to write it out and it seemed silly because I wasn’t able to provide all the detail Reg did… If you’re interested, I can email you my notes, but unless you really want them, I don’t want to butcher them. We’re dealing with Holy matters, people. No time to take chances J.

BUT some things that stood out to me: Every time scholars think they found something wrong with the Bible, archeologists discover something new that proves the Bible RIGHT. Case: “Dude, how could, like, water, like, cover the WHOLE earth? That’s so stupid, man.” Point: No, you’re stupid, man. Just kidding. BUT scientists have found fish skeletons embedded in MOUNTAINS! How else do you explain that?! And there was a recent-ish case where an archeologist discovered an early civilization buried underneath two meters of rock… I don’t speak science, but somehow, this type of rock was from water. And this scientist was NOT a Christian. Tommy always says “the tennis ball never lies.” Well, neither does the Bible. Take THAT, dude.

And every time people get super freaked out and mistrusting of the Bible, new discoveries pop up that absolutely prove the Bible TRUE!!! It’s like God saying, “Sorry, guys. You can’t win this one. It’s true. Suck it up and believe already.” Of course, God doesn’t use that terminology. But you get the gist J

For example: The dead sea scrolls. HELLO! That was such an IN YOUR FACE, BIBLE-DOUBTERS! Ah. I could go on all day about this.

Then a hike with Wylanna and Allie. We saw a family of deer. They were quite photogenic. Alas, I cannot prove this to you, as I did not bring my camera… sniff, sniff.

Then I was lucky enough to have a beautiful bonding time with Allie, complete with a prayer in the prayer chapel. I SWEAR I am going to get a reputation of a compulsive prayer! Everywhere I go, I’m all, “Can we pray?! It’s URGENT!” J.

Tonight during Zulu, my class was doing an Eliza Doolittle impression- Zulu style! Our professor, Wyn, was definitely the impossible ‘Enry ‘Iggins. How I longed to hear, “I think she’s got it!” and sing “The rain in spain stays mainly in the plaaaaaaaane!” Did I mention I’m a theatre geek? J. There is no bonding experience quite like learning a click language.

Zulu trivia: You know the phrase, “take heart?” In Zulu, it’s "take liver." LIVER. In this culture, bravery comes from the liver.

I was feeling a little sad today. It’s officially been a week. Realizing that was jaw-dropping, knee-slapping, double-take, say-whaaat, CRAZY! I have learned SO much! But it feels like it has been a MONTH! I feel a bit of… * gulp * not homesickness, but more like PEOPLE-sickness. I miss ma familia today. I used to see them about once a week. And I think I just realized I was jipped of a visit! SIGH. This is where I’m grateful for Skype and the holy spirit that provides peace and comfort.

Quite a day. Special love to TomTom! Miss you, best friend!!!! Please, take liver. 

"What is the opposite of an exodus?" + clicking.

January 25, 2011

Boy, did I start my day out RIGHT today! I took a 6:30 hike w/ Deb, Carmen, and Noelle. Why so early, you Americans may ask? J In Africa, the best time to chill with wildlife is in the wee hours of the morning.

Although our hike was magnificent, there were no animals to be seen! I suppose 6:30 is not quite wee enough of an hour…

I am one of the few hikers who has yet to see a zebra! (Pronounced like “Debra” with a z.) I VOW to see a zebra before I leave this continent! Actually, I vow to RIDE one across the African plains! How do you like that, zebras?! They filmed Racing Stripes here. I have the same color of hair as Hayden Penettire, so I feel like they wouldn’t be too opposed to me riding them…. J

My day just continued to get better. Why? Because today was our first service sight visit! The organization was called IThemba. If I worked there, I would get to lead a Bible study, visit people in homes, play games, help kids with English, do a community service project, and other miscellaneous jobs! It sounds amazing. Using pathos as an attempt to make us all want to work at iThemba, we went to visit some of the children we would be helping in a day care.

When we got there, this little African boy ran up to me and practically jumped into my arms! It was possibly one of the most beautiful moments of this semester so far (INFINITELY many to choose from, and it’s not even been a WEEK.) I was holding this child, and for a moment, I felt inexplicably content and perfectly happy.

He pretty much sealed the deal for me!

BUT we have 4 more service sites to visit before we decide on where we want to work.

Of course I would LOVE to work here, but I am waiting to see where God wants me.

Good talk with Mackenzie on the way back from iThemba. (I still don’t like Eminem.)

Once we were back in paradise, we attempted to tackle some of the 150 page plus essay assignment for tomorrow, but was momentarily distracted by the lovely Lindsay. She was sketching and I was going to read, so we decided to be inspired and sit by the waterfall.

What was supposed to be a silent buddy study/ sketch time turned into an inspired chat which lead to intense prayer.

Can I just say that it is super hard (if not IMPOSSIBLE) to not pray and praise God when you are staring at a WATERFALL in AFRICA?! I am not strong enough to resist J.

Lindsay, thank you so much girl! One of the best parts of my day!

Then I actually DID get some studying done! Not enough, but a respectable amount J.

Enjoyed some quiet time in the room while listening to the rain make soothing music outside.

This is where my day ran into some slight malfunctioning… yes, malfunctioning. Before I left the continent (I’m still not used to saying that!) my wonderful father changed my alarm clock to military time. Why? Ask him. Being the sentimental person I am, I could not bring myself to change the clock back to lame people time. So today when I decided to take an African Cat Nap (definition: short sleep in Africa J) I set my alarm for 4:00, not 16:00. DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUN (<- scary music). I did this not once, but twice. Sigh. So when I woke up LATE AGAIN, I had to make a MAD DASH to my first Zulu class and was 30 seconds late. I received the death stare from my professor. Double siiiigh.

So for those of you who don’t know, Zulu is a click language. It is intriguing to listen to, but KILLER to speak! My tongue is NUMB! There are three main clicks, and five variations of EACH click! I can BARELY hear the difference between the MAIN clicks! I thought I would be ahead of the game with all my lovely vocal training, as I am specialized in hearing, processing, and transmitting sounds, but NO. Alas. It will be challenging, but I am holding onto the goal of having an intelligent… well, ok, functional, conversation with a Zulu individual. IT WILL BE WORTH IT.

While I was clicking like a horse or a rude smooth-talker (yep, there’s a difference), the world was ending in my chalet. When I returned home, Deb asked me, “What is the opposite of an exodus?” I came to hear that there had been a mass entrance of winged (pronounced like wing-ed, if you please) creepy-crawlies into the chalet. My poor chalet mates had to call for maintenance! Poor Mufasa 2! Not going to lie, I am quite grateful that is one adventure I missed out on J (Even though I would have traded bug-duty to see a zebra! Wherefore art thou, zebra?!)

Although Deb was referring to the next Moses-inspired plague, I think she made a great point with potential insight. I had an exodus when I left America. I am now having an anti-exodus. I want to have an exodus of my insecurities and fears, and the opposite of an exodus with great lessons and new revelations and beautiful relationships. Round of applause for Deb, everyone!

I would now like to give a shout out to two of life’s greatest people:

Tom Tom! I miss you so much, best friend! I keep wishing you were here; there are so many adventures you would LOVE! I miss you always making me laugh and being there for me when I need perspective or advice. This is something Clinty could never do. Love you!

Katherine Barton! Girl! You are so inspirational… I am so grateful God gave me a soul sister! Thank you for making such a valiant effort to be in my life even when I’m not there! You are so beautiful, but even more so on the inside. I strive to love people and the Lord like you do!

**You guys, I want to share: Kat had to write about someone inspiring for English, and she wrote about me! BEST THING OF MY LIFE! Words can’t describe! I am so completely honored… I love you girl! Thank you!

Last thing for today! Here is my new life plan: Have a life-changing semester (pshhh check ALREADY). Finish college majoring in theatre, with a minor in youth ministry, having studied abroad again. Get Master’s degree in ministry. Marry a soon-to-be pastor. Return to South Africa. Husband shall run a church. I shall create a South African Youth Art’s camp bringing Jesus, love, hope, and art to all who participate. Adopt two African children. Find Hannah Kenny a husband (haha ;) Have a child of my own. Nightingales come live with us. Live a life full of love, dedicating my life to God’s plans and works, following wherever He leads me.

That is the best my imagination could come up with. God’s plan may be different. But the cool part is: 1) He has given me these new hopes and desires 2) if I follow His plan, my life will be WAY cooler than I ever expected.

I think I’m on the right path. Just like the greatest TV show of all time’s theme goes, “Where you lead, I will follow, anywhere!” (PS that’s from Gilmore Girls.)

Ahhh. I love my life. And I love you for reading this blog. 

Quizes (for you!), Proclamations, and British lingo.

January 24, 2011

First day of classes and chapel!

I paused for a moment after writing this to have another epiphany. I swear! These epiphanies are pretty much attacking me! Could it be the water here? J I realized that in any other school situation, I would feel quite a few emotions: sad ( work has begun anew!), anxious (will my professors be hardcore, intense, and spit a lot?!), and submissive (sigh…. I guess I want an education so I don’t have to work at McDonald’s my entire life…). But today, I was excited! I knew everyone I was going to have class with, and it will be incorporating some sort of South Africa! What is sad about that?!

Chapel absolutely BLEW MY MIND!!! We sang “Holy is the Lord.” Maybe you’ve heard it? Wink, wink ;). I was reminded of something very important by the beauty of these lyrics: “For the JOY of the LORD is our STRENGTH.” I had been feeling slightly lonely this morning. I was reminded that God IS ENOUGH for me. I do not need others’ acceptance to feel good about myself. (They make life more fun, but, still.) The Lord is my strength. And His joy comes with the morning! HE has promised not to give me any more than I can handle. And He has yet to break a promise. And what an honor! He thinks a 17 year old can not only survive, but THRIVE, in a NEW country with a NEW culture and NEW people! Thanks, God J. I choose to let myself be fulfilled by Him who gives me strength and peace beyond understanding.

Reg, who is becoming one of my favorite people (seriously, Reg! Can I have a hi-5 so I might have a smidget of your brilliance?!) spoke in chapel today. Unfortunately, I experienced a bad case of blondeness when I left Mufasa 2 today. The doctor said damage is permanent because I forgot to grab my journal to take notes! (Just kidding about the doctor part.) I wanted to cry! But my tears were replaced with fascination, wonder, and awe during the sermon. Reg talked about how to find a church 101. Let’s take a quiz.

To find a church, do you

A)   Find one with glorious music

B)   Choose one with an interesting Pastor

C)   Choose one that does a lot of missions work

D)   Decide based on how many cute guys (or girls) there are.

According to Reg, the answer is D.

Just kidding! Drrrrrrrum roll please…………..C! Who knew, right?! I swear, the things I’m learning… You’d think I was in college or something! J He talked about the importance of choosing a church that is “doing kingdom work here on earth.” We must be careful that the church does not become a waiting room where we remain until Jesus comes back. “Thy kingdom come on earth as it is in heaven.” We were commanded to spread love as much as we could. “Whatever you do for the least of these, you do unto me.” Reg said he strongly disagreed that people only need to be spiritually fed. His amazing quote of the day: “You must feed someone so that the growl of their stomach won’t be so loud that they can’t hear you.” Talk about profound.

I was pretty much in tears after chapel. This trip has made me reexamine my life goals. Chapel today was no exception.

I hereby declare to you, my lovely reader, that I will be adding a minor of Youth Ministry! I want to thank my lovely South Africa people, and America people, who have helped me come to this decision: Mom, Tommy, Allison Schrader, Deborah, Morgan, Destiny, Reg, Matt Browning (seriously! His quote that gave me chills was “I hope you will be ruined for the ordinary.” My ordinary was regular theatre [not really God centered…. Or as much as I wish it had been] I feel I have been ruined for that indeed. I have this newfound desire in my heart to spend my life using my gifts for others to further God’s kingdom specifically. I have always had this desire, but now I feel as though I have a more specific view/ possible way to do this.), Katie Allen, Francesca, Danielle, Katherine, Nana, …. I have been so blessed by amazing people… If I have forgotten to give you credit, please forgive me!!!

After this life-changing experience (no big, happens daily here in the miraculous land of South Africa), Morgan, Sophia, Miranda, Allie and I went for a lovely hike. The scenery was breath-taking. I kept thinking, I couldn’t have even imagined this. God, how did you do it?! Meanwhile, I was super blessed with a lovely talk with Katie Angelis.

Exercise for the rest of the day was a Jillian Michael’s video (that woman SCARES ME! Have you heard her laugh?!) and a jog with a combination of the lovely Jenny, Allie, Wylanna, Yolanda, Jessie, and Sophia.

I then experienced my first mall trip. I noticed that South Africans have no sense of space. In the states (<- hahaha I’m local again!) we all have our personal space bubbles. Not here! Oh NO! I was almost run over by several shopping carts (they have carts for the mall, not just grocery stores. Come on America, take a hint! So convenient, eh? ;)

Then I had my first class: Intercultural Communications. It looks like it is going to be a BUNCH of work… I have to read 150 pages by the next class… (that’s a lot for me. No judging if it’s not for you, thanks a bunch J) But it shall be quite fascinating! So overall, worth it. When I told him I would like to be called “Renna” as opposed to “Lauren,” he became my favorite person by replying, “Oh, yes. That makes sense. Very good, Renna.” WOOO! Not ONCE have I garnered such a lovely response! Normally, I receive a look that questions my sanity. But hey, it made me grateful for this reaction J

Later, Shayna and I decided to use British accents when communicating with each other. (How lovely, my dee-ah!) We thought it would be easier to pick up the South African accent if we were already using one. Logical? Let’s pretend YES. And Allie and Shayna let me give them my rocking presentation on Time Management from last semester. I knew it would come in handy! (You guys, this presentation kind of rocks. The title is Time Management: The epic guide to a healthy, happier life with more Jesus, less devil. I’m just saying.)

Tonight I signed up to be on Birthday Committee and Chapel/ Worship Teams. Hope it works out!

Then, I had a fabulous talk with Morgan. Love her. She was such an encouragement to me today! I can’t wait to get to know her better! Thanks, Lord J Then Deb joined us for a prayer time. YES! These are some of my favorite moments so far J

Tomorrow I am visiting a service site! So excited! Hope I am prepared, though.

TODAY’S LESSON:

-God is more than sufficient for me.

-I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

-Theres no such thing as normal. Just boring. (Ehhh, Shayna? ;)

Cheerio! (<- an example of my British lingo)

Alarm clocks, churches, orientations, and epiphanies!

January 23, 2011

This morning, I woke Deb violently with my alarm clock (we have bunk beds and I have the top bunk) not once, but twice! Sorry Deb…

After a lovely breakfast (cereal, yogurt, and toast) we loaded up vans for church. There were four options. I decided to try Reg’s church, called North Hills. It was supposedly “conservatively charismatic.” I was interested in trying it because the church I attend at home is conservative and Baptist. I figure that while I’m in a new EVERYTHING (home, environment, culture), I might as well try a new kind of church!

And I am quite glad I did. I have never felt so welcomed in my life! The moment we got off the bus, we were bombarded with hugs from church members! It was a beautiful experience. I kept thinking, “Wow, this is how fellowship is supposed to be.” The church was much more charismatic than what I am used to. It was a very different, but awesome experience! It was wonderful to see a new way of worshipping the same God. I enjoyed the pastor very much. After church, there was teatime! (surprise, surprise- here, they have tea time 3 times every day! Quite a lovely tradition, if you ask me!)

After church, Destiny, Deb and I explored the campus (if you could call it that! Technically, it’s a reserve) a bit. I am in awe of the natural beauty of this place. We also enjoyed some wonderful Jesus conversation J.

Today also held orientation. It was fascinating! I was so excited to learn every detail of my new home. My favorite part of orientation came when Reg showed us a picture of a beautiful, black (PS: here it culturally acceptable to describe people by their skin color) little girl. Reg told us, “You cannot come to South Africa expecting to fix our country because you can’t. Even all of us in this room couldn’t fix the whole of it. But you can make a change for at least one person. And they can make a change for you if you let them.” He then went on to tell us the story of the little girl. Her mother died of AIDS when the girl was 12 weeks old. Reg’s son and daughter-in-law were looking to adopt her. They decided to name her Rebecca. When the adoption papers were about to be signed, the woman helping Reg’s son and his wife said, “We forgot to tell you. It was the girl’s mother’s dying wish that she keep her given name.” Reg’s son was disappointed. His soon-to-be-daughter was Zulu, so it was almost certain she would have a different name. “What’s her name?” he asked. The woman replied, “Rebecca.” It is amazing to me how God works even in the smallest details. (He wanted you to be reading this right now J)

Lastly, I had a lovely and lengthy skype chat with my family and a brief one with Francesca and Danielle.

TODAY’S LESSON:

I had an epiphany! I was looking around the dining room at dinner. It was packed with APU students. Before I came on this adventure, I was so intimidated by the other people going! After all, they were upper classmen. They were the alpha leaders and I was the alphie! They knew which food lines were shorter at certain times in the day! I was a lowly freshman who wasn’t even 18 yet because she graduated high school early.

As I was looking around at the faces I was beginning to know and love, I realized something. I wasn’t afraid of them anymore.

 It hasn’t even been a week yet and already I feel like I have learned a lifetime of knowledge. I can’t wait to see all the lessons God has in store for me!

There's no place like (my new South African) home!

January 22, 2011

This morning was the final leg of the journey! We headed back to the Joburg airport for a flight to Durban. At first when we heard we were getting BACK on a plane, we were horrified. But, back to the airport, we went! We took over 90% of the plane. APU powerrrr! Just as the flight attendants passed out lunch (which was about 20 minutes into the ride), the lovely accented voice came over the intercom: “Ladies and gentlemen, we are now beginning our descent. Please return your seats to the upright position.” That has become my favorite announcement EVER!!! Glorious JOY!!!!!

Once we disembarked, we were shocked by a slap of humidity! It was not unbearable, but certainly not a welcomed change. We hopped onto a bus for an hour and a half ride to Pietermaritzburg. I have made it my goal to sit by different people every time I get on the bus. This has proved to be absolutely advantageous for several reasons. 1) I learn more people’s names! Every time I see them, I use their name to plaster it in my brain and make them smile. 2) I get to hear each person’s amazing story. Oddly enough, it seems to me that most people came to South Africa by accident, myself included.

For those of you who don’t know how I came to be apart of this program, here is my story:

This summer, I came to APU to check out the dorms since I was close and quite excited about decorating my room, and had to scope out the better side of the room (HAHA MCKENNA! Totally kidding J Love you). While I was there, I decided to go check out the study abroad office. It was my goal to study abroad 3 times: Sophomore spring, Junior Spring, and Senior fall. I was planning on studying in Paris, London, and Australia. I walked into the office and said, “HI I’m a freshman! Where can I go?” They told me I could go anywhere I darn well pleased! Then, the moment that changed my life forever! Out of the corner of my eye, I spied a glittering (just kidding) brochure for South Africa. Out of curiosity, I went over and picked it up. As I was looking at it, I swear, I felt a sudden and certain call and desire to go. I decided to apply as a freshman, not expecting to get in, as it is a very competitive program, but I DID! I consider that a miracle.

FINALLY when we reached the beginning of the African Enterprise property, it truly felt like AFRICA!!! It is absolutely GORGEOUS and green and luscious! Ever been to the Jungle Cruise at Disneyland? I swear it looks exactly like that here! Disneyland, my love, you have prepared me well. J Here, we saw our first African wildlife: MONKEYS!!! Unfortunately, I was too slow to snap a picture. I VOW to get one next time. Watch out, monkeys.

Right when we arrived, we were greeted by a South African tribal dance team in authentic garb. Use your imagination. I thought it would be speedy, but OH NO. This dance took about 15 minutes! It was very intricate and I think at one point it was portraying a battle of some sort… For the grand finale, there was a kick line. A 5 minute kick line. SO INTENSE. ( No worries, guys, they were wearing shorts.) I like to refer to them as the South African Rocketts. What a welcome!

After a quick orientation, we were assigned our chalets: A house with 2 community showers and 2 bathrooms and 4 rooms. I am rooming with the lovely Deborah Auda! So fun J We are in Majalefa 2. But I can’t pronounce it, so I call it Mufasa 2. Right outside our chalet, there is a waterfall. I am not kidding. It is PARADISE! As my friend Ally mentioned, it is going to stink going back to main campus.

The rest of the night was spend getting acquainted with our new rooms! It was frighteningly humid so Deb and I opened the windows to our room. Before we knew it, our entire light was COVERED in bugs. AHHHH! Luckily, I am a Junior Ranger (thank you, Wyoming) and had been trained to handle such dangerous situations. We turned off the light and let them leave, then shut the windows. I swear, I should be paid for this brilliance. Just kidding!

I have lovely chalet mates and can’t wait to get to know them better! Deb and I began Africa bracelets and have scheduled nightly prayers. BAM. Excited for tomorrow

"This is Africa"

Januray 21, 2011

First off, for those of you who enjoy Shakira's "Waka Waka," you will know the main line (probably the only one you can pronounce) is "'cause this is Africa!" Shakira is quite intelligent. Why? "This is Africa," or "TIA," is a common phrase that is used to explain why people or late or why fortunate or unfortunate things occur. Go Shakira! Apparently her songs don't lie either... :)

Today we toured Joburg (<- look, I’m local!). We had a tour guide named Elena who was quite the spitfire! One of the most moving parts of our trip was when we visited Soweto. In a section of the city, all of the homes were built from scraps. There was no electricity or running water. For bathrooms, there were “hired toilets,” or Port-a-Potties. For running water, there was a spigot shared with all. In order to keep the homes from being hit by lightning, they put tires on the roofs. These people had nothing. Elena said that these people weren’t bitter, however. They have the mentality of, “it’s going to get better from here.” That struck me because in America, we think more, more, more. More money, more possessions, whether you’re the poorest of the poor or the richest of the rich. South Africans seem to be content. They also have a relaxed attitude. Time seems to slow down here. Most people are extremely friendly and hospitable. When people saw us driving in our huge bus (or “coach”), everyone would wave and give us a good ol’ thumbs up, which means, hope all is well! They would also give a peace sign, which means peace be with you. They have a different family mentality as well. In South Africa, they don’t believe in putting parents in a nursing home. Your parents live with you (as Elena so gracefully put it) until God takes them. Also, you provide for your family. Even if you are the only one in your family of 8, you still have the responsibility to take care of them. Because of this, there were almost NO beggars in Soweto!

Soweto joke for those of you who enjoy cheesy jokes:

When a taxi driver picks you up, he says, “So, wheh to?” (That’s with an accent. Use your imagination!) And you say, “So-weh-too!” And everyone laughs merrily! Except for the driver, who has heard it a million times =P

When it was time for lunch, Elena explained that since we were in South Africa, we must eat like South Africans. She said, “The men will eat cow head, the heart, and the intestines. Ladies, you will eat the cow throat and feet. Everyone must eat what is on your plate; you are not allowed to be rude. And to drink there is only beer.” At this point, I’m thinking, ok, my mom has been to Europe and there beer is cheaper than water…. But I don’t do alcohol, so I guess I won’t have anything to drink… and maybe I won’t go inside so I’m not rude… But then Elena says, “And everyone must get off the coach!” Danggit.

So we go inside the restaurant, PETRIFIED.

Whispers of “I’m going to be SICK!” flew about!

And our waiter approaches us with a tray of every drink imaginable… including soda and water and every other alcohol-free beverage.

I ask Jessie, who is sitting next to me, “Are we allowed to get water? Is it a cultural no-no?”

I decide to risk it and get water, hoping to avoid a lecture from Elena later. Then it’s time to go to the buffet and be served. GULP! What is to come?! It turns out Elena was kidding. We had beef and mashed potatoes. Good one, Elena. NOT. BUT the good news was that we were all SO grateful not to be eating cow head that we enjoyed our not-so-spectacular meal far more than we would have otherwise.

After lunch, we went to the Apartheid museum. At the entrance, there was this quote: Apartheid is where it belongs: in a museum. Walking through was very emotional for me. At the beginning, we were randomly given a ticket that labeled us white or non-white. I was placed as white… I didn’t feel like being white that day… We entered through separate doors; an example of the circumstances during the apartheid era.

I have never felt so disgusted to be white. I found myself smiling at strangers, perhaps as an attempt to apologize for the things people of my color had done…? Three rooms hit me the most. One was a room filled with nooses. Over a hundred hung from the ceiling, representing all of the people who were hung during apartheid during an attempt to end the injustices. The second was a room with an example of the cells where people kept with no trial for up to 550 days. As I mentioned before, I am claustrophobic. I couldn’t stay in there long even with the door open. Think of a small bathroom, and there is the size your living space would have been. The third room was a video comprised of footage from the 70’s, 80’s, and 90’s depicting the horrors of apartheid. I wanted to throw up (not a common occurrence.)

For those of you who have seen Invictus, I would like to tell you that Morgan Freeman looks EXACTLY like Nelson Mandela, and Matt Damon is spot on as the rugby player! For those of you who haven’t seen it, please go watch it. Not just for the similarities of the actors, but for the history of South Africa. It truly is a very accurate portrayal of the ending of apartheid. Plus, it pays a well-deserved tribute to an amazing man. I am in awe of the wisdom, forgiveness, understanding, and vision Nelson Mandela possessed. I do not understand how one man saved South Africa. How could one choose hope when the entire country was involved in bloodshed and war and despair? How could he choose forgiveness after being jailed for 27 years? What an inspiring man. I look forward to learning more about him!

After the museum, we went back to our hotel. Pryor family (much love to you!): I taught about 10 people Thermo-Nuclear Uno! It was a HUGE success. They weren’t quite to our level. I know this because I won 3 times. J

More great conversations with beautiful people!

Onward to Durban!

1/20/11

HOORAY! I am in Johannesburg! Internet is completely limited… it has been a battle!

Yesterday morning, I was dropped off at the APU Trolley stop by Mom, Dad, Tommy, and Mocha. It was sincerely depressing! I know if I hadn’t already spent a semester living somewhat independently of them, I never would have been able to get on the bus!

The flights were safe and successful! I had a lovely time. Traveling for 27 hours was honestly not bad at all!

The only slight negatives about the flights were the flight attendants. So SCARY! They seemed to be paranoid about the dangers of just about everything, including blankets.

Thanks to a beautiful note from my brothers Tommy and Clinty (haha), and the amazing journal crafted by my soul sisters Francesca and Danielle (sorry Mom & Dad… Couldn’t handle reading your notes yet!) I had a mini freak out on the plane. I realized I was actually GONE, past the point of no return…. And wouldn’t see my family or friends for a good 3 ½ months… The moment passed as I thought of the exciting adventures that were sure to come! It’s good to miss family and friends. That means you love them.

I have never been quite so excited to get off of a plane before!

Weather here is hot and muggy. We were blessed enough to experience some rain! There seems to be quite a lack of air conditioning…. I am staying at a hotel near the airport for the next 2 nights with Olivia Parish.

Our evening concluded with talking to Reg. He is a man after God’s own heart! He told us how he started the South Africa study abroad program. It reminded me that my life is a tapestry. Sometimes I do not understand what picture is being woven; but God does. Every moment is a moment that has been planned before time and has the potential to glorify God. I am so blessed to be here!

Some observations so far: People drive on the LEFT side of the road. Many people speak French. All signs are in English. This hotel does NOT have an elevator (YAAAY! [I’m claustrophobic])

I know almost everyone’s name. Yaaaaay! I have found some great souls and look forward to finding more. I am still somewhat alone, but not lonely.

I am so excited to be on African soil! This is going to be a very big adventure!

Already, I have learned some great lessons!

1)    Rely on God for strength and comfort.

2)    Take LIGHT carry-ons.

3)    Do NOT sleep the night before a big trip. I couldn’t sleep until the long flight.

4)     

Tomorrow is sure to be a big day! Off to sleep now.

Pre-Departure!

Orientation today!

It was such a whirlwind of 55 new faces and so much information about the country I am traveling to in about 5 hours!

My favorite part of today was a beautiful Commissioning Ceremony. I was so inspired by Mr. Matt Browning, who encouraged the South Africa team to "see the world with our hearts." He also talked about how he hoped that we would be "ruined for the ordinary." I was so blessed to be surrounded by my parents and wonderful friends Francesca, Danielle, Mckenna, Kelsey, and Katie during this time! I was overwhelmed with thankfulness for the amazing blessings God has given me-- a wonderful family, an amazing group of friends at APU, and now this once-in-a-lifetime adventure!

I have very few expectations for this experience. I have no idea what it will be like. But I do know that I was chosen for such a time as this, and will do my best to make the most of this amazing opportunity!

Please be praying!

I am now going finish the last bits of packing.

 I hope to be ruined for the ordinary!

As Shakira says oh so well, "IT'S TIME FOR AFRICA!!"

                  

Hello!

I'm Renna :) I am a student at Azusa Pacific University.  From January 19 to May 5, 2011, I will be studying abroad in South Africa!

My experience cannot fail to be unique for COUNTLESS reasons. To name a few:

-I am the only freshman out of 50 students participating in the program. 

-This is the farthest I have ever travelled! 

-I have never spent such a long period of time away from home.

-South Africa, in many respects, is the complete opposite of everything I know.

This blog will serve the purpose of chronicling my adventures in South Africa. Prayers are appreciated :)