Blog

Explore My News,
Thoughts & Inspiration

Here’s a blog by one of our staff in Swaziland – life at Nsoko keeps being very challenging for those who live there as well as those who minister there.  I will be there in two weeks.
 
Please keep it all in prayer!
 

 


By Traci VanSumeren on 09/29/2009

Some time late in the night, two of the Real Life
leaders were talking in the kitchen. They were a bit startled when out of the
dark, a face appeared in the glass window. When they opened it, there was a
young Swazi girl. She told them her name–Ncobile (name changed), and expressed that she was
looking for Bailey. Immediately, they realized this was the girl that Bailey
had told the team about just a few days earlier. Bailey wore the glow of new
friendship, and spoke passionately about this young acquaintance she had met
and poured her heart into at one of the Care Points.

Though the hour was late, they welcomed her into the house, and went to find
Bailey, knowing there was more going on than just a casual visit. As it turns
out, Ncobile‘s step-mother had kicked her out of her house that night. Her dad
was gone–at the clinic for some health concerns of his own. She walked several
miles, barefoot, and under the black sky–no streets lights to be found–in
order to get to the team house. Bailey was comforted to know she thought of her
as a safe haven, but had no idea what to do.
Ncobile is only fourteen and is
seven months pregnant–raped by her uncle.

Bailey fixed some food for Ncobile and kept her
company in the kitchen, while the leaders tried to discern what to do. The
Pastor’s phone was switched off, so they had no choice but to walk over to his
house. They were grateful that they could see some of his lights were still on,
but though the walk was brief, the air was cold and the path was dark. There
was also the eerie thought of the black mamba lurking nearby–seen as recently
as the day before. How did
Ncobile make that walk barefoot; in the dark without
a flashlight; and alone? It must have taken her almost an hour from where she
lived.

Ncobile speaks English incredibly well, and especially for not having finished
school. She spoke with restraint, though, clearly masking the years of hurt and
anger just below the surface. A hateful and neglectful step-mother, her real
mother deceased years before, an abusive uncle, an ill father, and an entire
culture willing to look the other way while her life comes crashing down. Where
is God in this? How do you convey to her that He has been there all along? What
words will restore her hope? What conversation will bring her spirit back to
life?

After Ncobile finished eating, she, Bailey, and the Pastor sat down to discuss
the situation and come up with a plan of action. A few minutes later, they
concluded that
Ncobile would stay with the Pastor’s family for the night, and
they would move forward the following day. How frightening it must have been
for
Ncobile to leave her homestead and her community that night, uncertain of
what her appearance at the team house would mean; unsure of what would happen
to her and her unborn baby as a result. This is unparalleled hopelessness; the
desperation of a child coupled with the burden of an adult.

Matthew 5 calls us to be the light of the world. Without even realizing it,
Bailey had shone that light for Ncobile. The lights of the team house were visible
in the dark of the night, but it was the light in Bailey’s compassion, love,
and joy that drew
Ncobile here.

Matthew 5:16 “In the same way, let your light shine before men,
that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.”


One response to “A Light In The Dark”

  1. Thanks for posting this, Scott! I’ll be praying for her and you guys as you leave for Swaziland.