We’re Going on a Bear Hunt

We’re Going on a Bear Hunt

Oh, wait. Wrong continent. Wednesday dawned with the promise
of a safari. Our brave group ventured forth. We arrived at the reserve and
ventured forth in jeeps that rather garnered respect. These were the real deal
here; no spit-polished SUV’s these.

Our intrepid group piled into three jeeps and off we went.
We saw ibis, wart hogs, rhinos, giraffe, and wonder of wonders, a lion! The
ibis were plentiful (think deer). The wart hogs were ugly. The rhinos were
unafraid. The giraffe were goofy. The lion was smelly. Perhaps the most impressive
aspect of the event was  God’s design in
camouflage, especially for the lion. When sighted, he was not more than 10
yards from the jeep, obscured by brush. The entire group within the writer’s
jeep had a hard time locating him. Once found, if the observers took their eyes
off him, he was lost to the untrained eye. After some maneuvering in the jeep,
a better view was gained, and so was a better whiff. We’re not sure if it was
the lion’s gourmet dining or the lion himself, but the closer look provided
this thought: something stinketh.

We backed out of there and moved onward, to an eventual
lunch and travel to do some shopping. The men of our group wonderfully
tolerated the women’s needs to fulfill the important mission of shopping. A fun
afternoon was had by all as treasures were found and purchased, even
facilitated, by kind male members of the group.

That done, a quick trip to the local mall provided a bit of
a time filler and then we were off to Jumbo and Kriek’s house for amazing food,
fellowship, and constructive review of the trip. For those unaware, Jumbo is
the chief of the entire carepoint operation, approximately 30 carepoints,
approximately 4000 children or more. His wife is Kriek. His baby is Clara. His
last name is Gerber. Thus the writer is compelled to say it: he has a Gerber
baby!!! Ahaha! Okay, on a more serious note, Jumbo’s food was exquisite, and
the team ate heartily. Then the team settled in for some give and take
feed-back on the trip as a whole.

Going into this dinner, it was noted that there was to be a
full lunar eclipse, seen only from Africa, at 8:30pm. A blue moon. Thank You,
amazing Lord, for gifting us with this unique opportunity. The meeting was
wrapped up and adjourned just in time to witness this event.

The writer is told this event was a cool thing to behold.
Unfortunately, the writer and two others missed this viewing opportunity
entirely, as their physical bodies decided to revolt and protest – rather vehemently:
enough description on that part. But something else needs to be described here:
God’s love through this amazing team. Being sick is a miserable experience.
Being sick in front of other people is a humbling experience. But God could not
have placed better people in the midst of this group. Regardless of any inward
cringing, each team member responded with love, concern, and care for the weak
members of the group. On behalf of these pathetic few, the writer extends a
humble Thank You.

Upon return to the hotel, the weak fell into bed. The strong
gathered to bond into the evening And thus endeth our last full day in
Swaziland; imperfect, yet beautiful and special, according to God’s great and
inexhaustible goodness.

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