Three Teens and a Bible

A new believer in Christ was sitting beside me; a small notebook in hand flipping through pages filled with words written in red pen.

As I glanced at the words on the pages, I saw Bible verses and references; verses from numerous books of the Bible written out word for word. Next to some of these verses I saw questions and notes he had written. Some of these questions were referring to confusion about how certain verses could coexist and all be true. Some were simply a question mark to imply the verse confused him.

On a page all to itself, he had a list of other questions he wanted to ask regarding salvation, humans being made in the image of God, Bible translations, and other questions.

As I sat next to Ringson (click if you don’t know who this is) looking at what he had written over the past month I was convicted and encouraged.

I was encouraged because I saw a young man my age on fire for the Lord! I saw someone who desired to know and understand the Scriptures and their truths! I saw someone who was more worried about spending time in God’s Word and asking questions about God’s Word than sharing about finishing 9th grade and passing his exams (a BIG deal)!

This encouraged me, yes; but it also convicted me. Am I spending as much time in God’s Word as I should be? Am I diligently studying the Bible and taking note of verses I didn’t understand while earnestly seeking to find the answers to my questions? Am I putting my love for reading God’s Word and God Himself above my love for sharing about other things going on in my life?

These questions played over and over in my mind while I sat between Ringson and Luke (the other young man always a part of our discussions) talking to them about Scripture. Here I was, the person who they have been coming to with their questions to seek answers, yet I’m not being nearly as diligent in my study of the Bible as they are. Maybe Luke didn’t have a book of notes like Ringson did, but just in his speech and the thoughts he shared, there was no doubt he too had been actively reading God’s Word.

I was convicted of not putting my Savior at the priority level to which He is beyond deserving…at that priority level to which He is deserving is that of FIRST in my life.

After the Inshila meeting on Saturday, as is our usual routine, Ringson, Luke, and I went immediately outside to sit and talk. We had a decent allotment of time to read through different parts of God’s Word and to talk and discuss some very difficult questions, but it wasn’t nearly long enough. I had to leave at a point where we could’ve talked and discussed (and even calmly debated) for hours longer.

Mom joined our conversation for a short time at the end, for which I was thankful and happy to have her far wiser insight! As we were leaving, we directed the two boys to one of Wiphan’s two pastors who was going to be there a bit longer if they wanted to talk to him also.

Maybe God is using me as a tool to disciple and encourage Ringson and Luke…but he’s also using Ringson and Luke to encourage, grow, convict me, and draw me closer to Him!

To hear more of Luke, Ringson, and I’s story, read here:

A New Brother in Christ:

A New Brother In Christ {Continued}:


A Miracle Meeting

My family recently traveled to Lusaka; Zambia’s capital city. Lusaka is a highly modern and developed city containing over 1 million people located about 5 hours from Ndola (where we live). In a big city like Lusaka, a place we’d never been, in a country we’re still rather new to, what are the chances we’d meet someone we knew…?


There’s a restaurant here in Ndola called Spur my family really loves. It’s incredibly kid-friendly and the service is excellent. The first time we ate there, we had a waiter named Humphrey who turned out to be one of the best waiters we’ve ever had anywhere!

After eating at Spur a few times we started getting to know a few other employees there as well, but Humphrey remained our favorite waiter.

A few months later, we learned a new branch of Spur was opening up in a nearby city called Kitwe. Many of the Ndola branch employees were transferred there temporarily to train new employees and help with the opening of the new restaurant. Among the employees who transferred was Humphrey; along with another of our favorite waiters and a manager we knew well.

We went to Kitwe recently and decided to stop by the restaurant there hoping to see our friends. We found Michael (our other favorite waiter) and the manger we know, but no Humphrey.

After inquiring about Humphrey’s whereabouts, our manager friend thought he may have been in Livingstone (home of Victoria Falls) but wasn’t sure. He only knew Humphrey had gotten a better job somewhere else.

So can you imagine our surprise when we were in the mall in Lusaka and see, of all people, Humphrey!


There are at least three malls in Lusaka (and probably more) and my family was walking through one of them. We decided to stop in a store for a few minutes and after a bit, my mom and I decided to wait outside the door for the rest of my family.

We were both looking down and weren’t paying attention when just in front of us we hear a voice say, “Hello madams how are you?” I glanced up and opened my mouth to respond to the question, but instead my mouth gaped and I just stared for a second in amazement it was even possible we had run into him and finally said, “Humphrey!” He smiled broadly.

Mom was mid-sentence answering the question when she glanced up and realized who was standing in front of her: “I’m fine tha…HUMPHREY!!!”

He gave us both a quick hug and we talked for a few minutes. Dad and the boys came out of the store as well and we all visited for a short time, and it seemed providential we should’ve met. I was still simply shocked! I mean, what are the odds we’d run into someone from Ndola in the middle of Lusaka with over 1 million people when we didn’t even think he was there!?


After we separated and went on our way through the mall, we couldn’t stop thinking about how amazing it was we’d seen him! My parents pondered how only a few seconds’ difference in mom and I’s timing of coming out of the store…or a simple decision not to walk into that store in the first place would’ve potentially altered whether or not we even saw Humphrey.

Ultimately, there’s no explanation other than the Lord deciding our paths should cross. All odds were against us. We statistically shouldn’t have run into him; but we did!

Isn’t God amazing!?

Inshila and Visiting Friends

It’s amazing to me how it’s often the littlest things which warm my heart the most…

I had the opportunity recently to visit my friend Brenda (from the hospitality class) where she was working. The day after I saw Brenda, I went to visit my friend Charles where he was working. When we saw Charles he surprised me by saying one of my other good friends Justina was working there as well. What a nice surprise that was!!


Me with Charles and Justina

I also was able to talk with two of my other hospitality friends. My friend Gasper and I exchanged Bible verses for each other to read and I was incredibly blessed by the one he gave me.

After last month’s Inshila meeting at Wiphan Nkwazi, one girl came up to me to tell me she hadn’t been feeling well lately and wanted me to pray for her.

Another girl asked me to write out the lyrics to Matt Maher’s “Lord I Need You” (I’d sang and played it on guitar for her at the previous meeting) for her and then asked me to sing it with her. Sharon, another Inshila student, also wanted to be a part. We sang Lord I Need You probably five times and by the end, we had some pretty cool harmonies going!

One boy indirectly admitted to me (through another friend) a sin struggle he was having and was asking for forgiveness. I regrettably didn’t have the chance to talk with him face-to-face that day, but God knew we needed to talk because he allowed our paths to cross a few days later. Dad was there as well and was able to talk to him just a bit also.

I only had a short time to visit with Luke and Ringson (see..) at this meeting, but they left me anticipating some deep Bible questions next month. Ringson told me, “Be reading your Bible and praying so you are prepared to answer my question next time!”

Before we left the Inshila meeting that day I met two new girls named Ruth and Dorcas. Ruth and I had a really enjoyable and long visit! The three of us then spent a long time singing Bemba and English songs together…all the while different people passed by shouting “Mulishaani!” (How are you?) to one of the three of us.

A few days after Inshila, I was at Wiphan Mapalo and a sweet girl named Miriam approached me. She was wearing a tube-top dress at least three sizes too big and it was falling down. She handed me a shoestring and in Bemba asked me to help her fix her dress. It took quite a while to come up with a solution, but we finally figured something out.

Mr. Kelvin (head teacher at Wiphan Mapalo) checked in with me on some “homework” he had given me the previous week to find the definition of a word. Turns out it was a trick question, but with some help I was able to figure it out and give him the answer. He scored me a 95% though because it wasn’t “exact”. We had a good laugh!

Madam Mubonga is a teacher at Wiphan Mapalo whom I love dearly! She is such a sweet lady with a sense of humor, but also can have some good and in depth conversations. This day, she gave me a hug as I came into the office, but later on, out of nowhere, she came and gave me another big hug. ❤

After leaving Wiphan that day, my dad, Alex, Cameron, and I headed to the store. While there, two employees I know at a restaurant waved to me grinning; and inside the grocery store, three different people greeted me by name. One of whom is my sweet friend in the fruit section. I stood and visited with her for a while, while Dad did part of the shopping. =)

All these things which seem so small were big things to my heart! I feel so blessed by the Lord to be living and serving here in Zambia. Maybe I came here with my family to bless others, but so far I feel like I’ve received most of the blessings… It’s almost a surreal feeling most nights, as I lie down contentedly, and think, “God, I live in Zambia! This is incredible..! This life is what I’m made for…”

I don’t know what God has in store for the rest of my life. Maybe I’ll be in Zambia forever. Maybe I’ll return to the U.S.; or maybe I’ll end up somewhere entirely different! But right now, I know I’m right were I’m supposed to be and I look forward to what God has in store for my future.