Day 7: We saw God, we saw hope

Our work in Plantjies has ended. So much has been accomplished, yet there is still so much to do. I am full of mixed emotions over it.

The park has been cleaned, trees have been planted, and sod has been put down.

Play equipment was cleaned and painted.

The community center has a roof and one container is nearly ready for finishing work.

Most importantly, the children have been loved on and the people have seen the power of God at work.

Today we started our day by praying in the park. Each of us did an individual prayer walk then we joined together for a group prayer. It was favorite morning by far. I prayed for the trees and the grass. I prayed for the children and the adults. I prayed for Nielen and his ongoing vision here. I prayed for myself. There is nothing better than the feeling of so many prayers being sent up all for the same things.

After that, though, it was time to work. We had a lot to get done before the end of the day. Many of us were tasked with laying down the sod. It was backbreaking work.

Several were asked to continue inside the container hanging drywall and insulation, and finishing other details.

Still more people were given paint brushes and asked to continue the beautification of the containers. The lime green/neon yellow color is amazing!

Did we get it all done? No. I struggle with that. I struggle knowing that we have left Nielen without a completed "home base" to continue his work in Plantjies. I struggle with the fear that some might take advantage of that and chip away at the foundation. I struggle thinking that I should have done more.

But the people of Plantjies are greatful. In their eyes, we accomplished more than they could have imagined. We came, we worked, and we showed them love.

At the end of the day, we gathered all the community and all of our workers and prayed together. After prayer, two women spoke (with Nielen as a translator). They both said nearly the same thing. They thanked us for showing their children love. For focusing on their children and showing them love. How humbling to know that the hugs and kisses and laughter were the greatest need - and we filled that need.

That goes a long way to healing my heart.

There are no words that can express how grateful we all are to have been given this opportunity. During devotions we talked about the fact that nothing we did in Plantjies would grow without God. Plantjies needs God to grow in it's heart - in the hearts of the people - to truly have the changes we made take shape into something meaningful.

...and we saw God there. We saw the faithful. We saw the hope. Most importantly, we saw the seeds of faith taking root in people. So we now have hope, and we will continue to pray for the greater things yet to come.
-Tracey Fernandez

Day 6: Cecil's Soup Kitchen

Wednesday morning started as all the others. Poured my first cup of coffee down the front of my shirt, but made it to my mouth on the second try. Then I woke up. After scarfing a fantastic breakfast (much thanks Luzanne), we all headed out to Plankies to begin our work day. Mark, Shannon, John, Jen, Kathy, Matt and I worked  for about an hour then piled into the Mosaic van. Jen skillfully navigated the traffic, regardless of the fact that the vehicle had a manual transmission, she was driving in the wrong side of the van, and everybody else was driving on the wrong side of the road. Figure that one out. Anyway, we arrived at H.O.P.E ministry in good time and were warmly greeted by Cecil Begby, the spoon-head of souperation. After being given a short history of the ministry, we walked into the garage-turned-soup kitchen and began chopping vegetables.

Mark was dubbed the “leek ninja,” John was our DJ, Matt sliced and diced with careful method, Kathy (being a vegetarian) was in euphoria, and I, of course was labeled “the redneck” because I savagely attacked the cabbage with my hunting knife. While we were busy destroying the roughage, Jen and Shannon were professionally blending, washing, and generally keeping things in control. Eventually, our concoction was created and ready to be served. We loaded the pots into the back of a matchbox-pickup and drove across the road to a crowd of people, waiting for their daily sustenance. I was given the joyful duty of serving the soup and found it a privilege to feed these hungry men, women and children. The gratitude in their voices was unmistakable; the smiles, genuine. The children plopped down onto the ground, slurping and spilling, the women gathered, laughing with each other and giving their babies little bits of potato or carrot. The men shuffled around, munching the bread and muttering in Afrikaans “danke” (thank you), or “Parsley? Really?” After this group was fed, we drove to a close-by neighborhood and repeated the process. Shannon and I served the soup, Mark supplied the bread and Matt distributed it, Kathy handed out cups with John and Jen kept the peace. Cecil was also there, speaking kindly to the children and keeping order in the line.

On our final soup stop, I found myself standing around, not serving or distributing, and decided to introduce myself to the younger population, ages ranging from about 2 to maybe 13. I got a ripple of giggles when I crossed my eyes, and disturbingly, even more when I uncrossed them. I challenged the quickest of them to a footrace and lost, with a good deal of semantics. By the end of the footrace business, the entire younger population was stampeding up and down the street, yelling with delight and having a grand time out-running the much-winded, cross-eyed American. Before we left, I called all the children around me and dropped to a knee. “Ok everybody”, I said, “I would like to pray with you! So fold your hands, close your eyes and bow your heads. Lets pray.” Thirty little heads, bowed and sixty tiny hands folded, and I prayed. It was time to leave. I reluctantly stepped into the van, waving goodbye to the children and crossing my eyes for good measure. As we drove away, a crowd of young ones chased after us, waving, yelling and laughing, their little bellies full of H.O.P.E  soup. A small piece of my heart is gonna stay on that dirty street, with those boys and girls. And, I’m gladdened to remember that theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
Will Gondy

Day 5: Nederburg Primary School provides hope

For the past four days at our work site in Plantjies, South Africa, we have been blessed with an abundance of young children who have provided plenty of ‘feet and hands’ to assist in our work. The good news is that these sweet children, from one of the poorest neighborhoods in the region, are more than willing to work hard on a worthwhile project in their community. The bad news?  Many of these kids should be in school, which is supposedly mandatory in the country, unless you live in a neighborhood like Plantjies, which has slipped through many societal cracks.

Great public schools do exist for elementary-aged children in this vast country, and we had the honor of visiting one of them during a field trip to the Nederburg Primary School on Tuesday of this week. Immediately on entering the school grounds, we were warmly greeted by Principal Melville Lawrence, who led us directly into a reception with his school staff. The school is known for its dedicated teachers and faculty, and those qualities were evident throughout the morning as we visited many classrooms and interacted with students from pre-Kindergarten through 7th grade.

Hopewell has supported the Nederburg Primary School through the Beyond the Walls campaign for nearly 10 years. The contributions have been used in various ways by the school’s leadership to supplement the bare-bones funding provided through the South African government. The most recent contribution of $2,500 will be put to good use in the school’s computer center, and possibly renovating Kindergarten classrooms that are in need of repair.

One of the highlights of our visit was a spirited recitation of the Lord’s Prayer in Afrikaans by a 4th grade class. Another was the excitement on the faces of the young boys as they watched 6’5” mission team member Mark Lisowski walk toward them on the school’s playground. It was fun to watch the students walk up to Mark – eager to see how they might measure up – and then laugh as they fell far short.

As we prepared to depart to return to our worksite for the day, one of the school’s most highly-ranked students, a  7th grade girl who Principal Lawrence described as “always radiant,” shared her award winning version of ‘Little Red Riding Hood,’ in which the brave and resourceful Red was more than a match for a hapless wolf. The student’s confident and animated recital of her work – without a note to assist her – was the perfect send off for our group, and provided hope that Mosaic’s vision for the Plantjies neighborhood will produce similarly-dedicated students in the future – ready to lead their community to a better place.

I know our 23 member mission crew, which has worked hard throughout our stay in the Paarl Valley, will be praying for similarly bright futures for the wonderful children of Plantjies.
Jamie Ridge

Day 4: 'We have worshipped!'

We have been to church and we have WORSHIPED!!!  Pastor Eugene Maqwelana and his amazing congregation welcomed us with open arms and drew us into their world of song, prayer, the Word, and message.  Strains of “Oh, come let us adore Him, oh, come let us adore Him, oh come let us adore him, Christ the Lord!” were woven through the two hours of worship and we all agreed that the song should not be reserved for the Christmas season!  It felt so perfect to sing those words as an act of worship in August.

Living Hope Community Church designated this month to honor women, so the worship focus continually came back around to mothers, grandmothers, and children and families, also challenging men to step up to parenting leadership.  Pastor Eugene’s message (delivered in English, which was a gift to us Americans!) was anchored in the text of Matthew’s first chapter- the angel’s call to Mary and to Joseph, the Chosen, to bear and raise God’s son.  He then reminded each one of us that we, too, are ‘chosen’ by God’ for his purposes.  Worship ended with the dedication of the children of the congregation.  Each little child was anointed and given a certificate.  Added to these highlights were precious moments where we all had the opportunity to hug and be hugged.  Suffice it to say that the Holy Spirit was so very present and many tears were shed.  It was a powerful, powerful time of fellowship.

From there we stepped out into the bright South African sun and a temperature of probably 63%- just a stunning day.  We made our way to the brand new Mbekweni Youth Center, a Place of Hope, that had just opened a couple of weeks ago!   A former ‘beer hall’ of days gone by, Mbekweni was the vision of Pastor Eugene, a former professional rugby player who then enlisted businesses who agreed to fund the project.  It is bright, spacious, well-equipped and inviting- surely a Place of Hope for the youth of this very poor community.  We were treated to a beautiful traditional South African lunch, lovingly prepared by the women of the church.

From there we traveled over hill and dale, through the quaint town of Paarl and out into countryside to tour Spice Route, a brewery and chocolate factory.  The views from the top of the hill were just stunning…  Following that, some of our team members headed back to the guest house for a little downtime, while others went to the harbor in Cape Town to enjoy dinner and experience a bit of the excitement that is the waterfront there.  At the end of each day we are humbled by it all and we praise God for the opportunity to be here, to serve here and to be a part of something so much bigger than ourselves.
Pastor Vicki Pry

Pastor Vicki spoke on behalf of the Hopewell team during worship.

Living Hope Pastor Eugene Maqwelana and Nielen Bekker, Manager of Mosaic, Paarl Valley.

Nelson Mandela mural at Mbekweni Youth Center.

Day 3: Dreary weather, but spirits are high!

Today was work day number three in Plantjies. The weather was dreary, but the children’s’ spirits were high. Today’s goal was to finish the roof before the rain came, but thankfully the heavy rain never came and the roof was finished. We had crews working on the roof, inside one of the storage containers, spreading topsoil and playing with all of the kids. The insulation was finished and the beginnings of drywall were happening inside the storage container. All of the children of Plantjies are so eager to help, and they worked with us until all of topsoil was moved around so there are not as many holes and no piles of dirt left. We wanted to play games with the kids to keep them busy and entertained. One of the adults came over and helped organize all of the kids so they could sing and dance to songs all of them knew from school. We had a dedication ceremony as the last beam of the roof was hoisted up.

After lunch, some of us chose to continue working on the building and others chose to organize activities for the kids. One of the activities was face painting. The kids LOVED it. They all wanted their entire faces painted and were so excited about it. We did mostly hearts, stars, crosses, flowers and butterflies.

After our work day, we headed back to our accommodation and got washed up and dressed for our night. We began the evening with a wine tasting at the Ridgeback winery. It was beautiful. After the tasting, we went to a small restaurant in town. There were three courses but we were only able to enjoy two of them.

All in all we had a very long, eventful day and we’re excited to see what’s in store for us in the next week.

Shannon Knight and Stephanie Collins

Day 2: Work in Progress

Today we learned what it is like to be a work in progress.  After working so very hard yesterday, digging 20 holes for trees, picking up trash, cutting out openings in the shipping containers  for doors and windows, we came back to pick up where we had left off. However, during the night it had rained and we came back to 20 holes filled with water that had to be emptied. To make matters worse, the holes we had dug on Thursday, turned out to be too shallow to accommodate the trees that we had ordered and we needed to deepen them quickly since the trees were to arrive this morning.  Between volunteers from the community and Hopewell disciples, we started digging once again.

It would have been easy to lament our short sightedness on digging the holes so shallow but, buttressed by plenty of community volunteers, we started again with the pickaxe and shovel and finally pry bar to widen and deepen the holes we had dug yesterday.  Others began to paint the beams that we were going to use for the community center and still others walked around picking up more trash and playing with the kids. The kids painted rocks to put around the base of our newly planted trees with symbols of hope and joy. 

Later, we celebrated communion with the Plantjies community volunteers who had so vigorously worked on their new community center.  We gathered in a large circle, South Africans and Americans, joined by more than the hand of the neighbor we held, as we reenacted the age old custom of those who follow Christ and celebrate the love of God for us.

 As we offered communion to old and young alike, God’s spirit was moving through our group, filling us up and spilling out of us.  I walked around the circle with my good friend Pat Welch and saw person after person, taking the elements and filed with the Holy Spirit, raise their faces and hand to the sky.  It was a holy moment that only God could create and we were blessed to be part of it.



Later in the day as we gathered for our daily devotional led by Tracey Fernandez, we were challenged to understand how we might let go of our control of our lives and let God take control.  The God moments continue to multiple and we are all blessed to be part of His plan for our lives.

Pastor John Neider

First Day in South Africa--Many Hands!

What an amazing first day of work on our mission trip to South Africa. After a tour of the Mbkweni Township and the neighborhood of Plantjies, pronounced 'Plawn-keys' (little pieces of wood in Afrikaans), we set our sights on installing a community center in a public park.

The small park, which is in the center of the Plantjies neighborhood, is not currently a safe place for children or families to enjoy. Our work today began with the basics: clearing trash, digging holes for trees, and working on the two shipping containers that will soon be Plantjies' first community center.
We started with our own 23 volunteers, but within minutes our numbers were dwarfed by the number of Plantjies residents who lined up to volunteer alongside us. Our entire team is feeling so encouraged to see the commitment and dedication already shown by the locals here. We're praying that this enthusiasm continues, and continues long after we're gone!

Stay tuned to watch this public park reach its true potential. Please pray alongside us that this transformation doesn't just take place in bricks or garbage or converted shipping containers, but that it happens in our own hearts and in the hearts of the beautiful South Africans that we're working with.