Kwathu ndi ku Malawi

“For God was pleased to have all his fullness dwell in him, and through him to reconcile to himself all things .” 1 Colossians 20 “Behold, I am making all things new.” Revelation 21:5 The past 2 months have been quite tumultuous for Mpha and I here in Malawi. Coming back from a wonderful holiday in the USA we were faced with the reality of our life here. Not every day is an Instagram post and our life most days is very down to earth. In two months we’ve faced theft and burglary (thankfully neither in our own home), harassment, job and transfer challenges which means we still live apart, sicknesses, car challenges and the everyday edge of living in a country where hot season/summer brings blackouts leading to broken ATMs where money cannot be accessed for days. Not to mention hospitals, supermarkets, neighbors with zero access to electricity for hours and days. Along with our own selfish struggles has come constant news of death. . . everywhere, all around us.   The past...

Sometimes when you live for so long and so far from those you love, you forget that your everyday life happenings, doings and activities are not always known. And while you think you might have adequately explained, there are still many questions. Maybe I haven’t done well explaining. Maybe I don’t know where to start sometimes so I end up not sharing- hence the lag in the blog update. But this is an attempt. First- “the village.” What does it mean when I talk about that? Well, a few things, but to me, “the village” with no qualifier always means I’m in the place where I spent two years as a Peace Corps Volunteer (PCV). This is a place located in the Southern Region of Malawi in a district known as Balaka divided further into Traditional Authorities (TAs) and then into small, scattered little villages which range in size. The health centre I worked at, Nandumbo Health Centre, is a part of Nandumbo village and my house which was less than 1km from the health centre was in Tambala vill...