It was just another ordinary Sunday in Nyakato, Tanzania; we had a wonderful church service in the morning, worshiping our Savior with other African, American, and European friends. After buying lunch in the marketplace, Mama and Daddy rested while the rest of us hung out on the back porch with our African brothers and sister, Philip, Daudi, Shanya, Danny, Davie, Lazaro, and Kerry. Daudi, being the actor, put on a show for us all. He had us laughing so hard our cheeks hurt.
As the evening came so did our friends to play volleyball. However, I never played. I was the scorekeeper and cheerleader. A team must always have those kind of people, right?! We played until dusk, and then all went home again until the next night.
While we played volleyball, Mama and Daddy went to Babu (Grand-Father) na Bibi (Grand-Mother) Kipili's home, just a two minute's walk away from our abode. After all our friends left, we kids had the impulse to join our parents, and off we went, skipping the whole way and singing "I've got peace like a river..." as loud as we could. As we approached the Kipili's we see Babu sitting on his chair outside, clapping and laughing. We each greeted him with a "Shikamoo" (the respectful greeting to an elder), and Bibi too. So much joy was in the atmosphere.
They shared their supper with us, and served us chia, kahawa, na karanga (tea, coffee and peanuts), by the light of lanterns, just outside the front door. We laughed a lot. We sang more songs, ranging from Christmas to Easter to Hymns of praise. Babu even sang for us in his tribal language, and Bibi laughed a lot. I will never forget the joy I saw in her face that night.
Then Babu scolded us for seeing to quiet (which I'm quite sure we were NOT), and so we upped the volume and did a chant of "If you love Jesus!" He clapped and laughed some more. He was so happy. We were all so happy. We were praising Jesus with our African grandparents in the light of a lantern, while drinking coffee. How could we not be happy? Just before we left Babu said to us "I've found that there are two calendars - your country's and God's. You all came tonight on God's calendar. It was not planned, but you listened to the call of God's calendar. Thank you." I hope I am always on God's calendar. Which calendar are you on?
|My parents with Babu and Bibi Kipili, outside of their home.|