Something.... satisfying :)

there is just something incomparably satisfying in doing something for someone.

and thus when i read about an outreach programme that our church, NG Weltevreden, (OMG i just broke the no-no rule of religion...) had, i couldn't wait to join. even if i had no idea what we would be doing. so with a very vague description saying "Street party in Jan Hofmeyer, we leave at 9 o'clock" i arrived at church. good thing i didn't know what to expect...

so, Fourie (the coolest pastor you have ever met) picks us up in his landrover. which, might i add, has this problem that it never starts once it has stopped unless you use this can of quick start which you spray in the chocker and then force it with a screwdriver. i know... i wouldn't have been any help either.. >.<

on the way, we are briefed that we will be holding a party for the children of Jan Hofmeyer. This is one of the poorest neighbourhoods in our city close to JHB central and has a lot of single parents and orphans.as we reach our destination, we discover another difficulty: the strip of land that our "benefactors" chose is unusable because of the weeds and grass growing there, but also that it is three sizes too small and had no electricity. it looked like our party, was a no-go.

The giant dandelions that inhabited our initial field

which leads me to another problem. this outreach was planned by an attorney's firm (i will not name them, since i don't have the rights...). it was shocking that they had done such horrible planning. but fear not. thanks to our pastor's knowledge of the city, the day was saved. he organised a little field behind a preschool.

and so we set up our booths. a face painting stall, a series of hairspray stalls, some swingballs (game with a ball on a rope that is tied to a pole and you hit it), a jumping castle, soccer balls, and some swings. throw in a table at the entrance to give them sweets and BAM! we were in business. so the kids came and went, and we enjoyed ourselves painting faces and running and playing with them.

the paint we used...

my hair after they had ambushed me...

My face, done by my wonderfully talented friend alecia!

and so we played, we sprayed and we painted till it was time to come home. and i saw lots of little happy faces, and a few shy ones...

so i guess the message is simply that the satisfaction achieved from doing something for someone else, cannot compare to anything, and i hope that you will als be able toe experience it!

LOVE Y'ALL!
ME