Tis The Season…

This is my favorite time of year. The lights, the smells, the joyfulness is contagious. Yes, I know all about the consumerism also. But, I like to think that this time of year is when we also see the best of humanity. And that is why I am taking a leap of faith this year and asking for help. Every year as our Impact Kids program grows so does the funding needs for it. When we started I was able to find a few donors who could help with the around $500 that was needed to get materials to 2,000 kids. This year I need around $1,000 and I am coming to all of you and asking for help. Our first work day for the 2024 summer Impact Kids program starts on Jan 21st and I need to go out and purchase all of the materials. We have the opportunity to touch the lives of 6,000 kids this year! And I am SO excited to share the theme and activities with all of you as it unfolds over the next few months (be on the lookout). If you would like to help us this year please click on this link . There is no donation too small — all of the donations go through Growing Faithful Children and are tax deductible. We send out tax letters for 2023 around the end of January so if you have any small amount left to give in 2023 we would be incredibly grateful.

Thank you for helping make the 2024 Impact Kids program possible.

Impact Kids

First, wow! I asked and y’all literally delivered.

These are just a few pictures of how y’all showed up after the last blog post and showed up BIG! In less than a month we are at 4,000 boxes of crayons! We are hoping to hit 6,000 by January. I am blown away by your generosity. If you are still wanting to help please click on this link to find out more!

So why all the crayons? Over the next few months I want to share our current work in Jamaica with GFC (Growing Faithful Children) and our future goals for GFC. This post is to help you better understand our Impact Kids program and what we do. Impact Kids is a program we bring into the local schools of the Saint Elizabeth Parish every summer. Now, don’t misunderstand me, our board is in contact year round with the schools. This is an ongoing relationship. But, until we get to phase 2 (Impact Community) and have a permanent building and presence (we are working on it ;)) we can only run this particular ministry once a year. Crayons are a huge part of that. As you will see below we bring Bible lessons and activities into the local schools. In order to do the activities the kids need crayons and the schools cannot afford to provide them. These crayons are used all year, not just for this program, so the kids and teachers are so grateful.

What is it? Impact Kids is a unique opportunity Growing Faithful Children has to go into the local schools of the Saint Elizabeth Parrish and teach the Bible to Pre-k through 6th grade. Our first year we taught over 2,000 kids. Our second year we taught over 4,000. And this year it is looking upwards of 6,000 kids that will get to learn more about God’s Word.

Every day we are in Jamaica we go into the local schools and teach a 2 1/2 hour program. Yep, you read that right. 2 1/2 hours of learning the Bible. We typically have multiple groups going to multiple schools. One program in the morning and one in the afternoon. Throughout the year I spend several months developing a curriculum and activities for the summer Impact Kids program. Then, starting in January churches help me put all of the ideas together and have work days to help make this possible. I am going to share last years program to show you how this works.

First, we begin with lots of bible songs (the Hippo song is a big hit) and we learn a memory verse. There can be anywhere from 10 – 30 kids in your class.

Next, there is a bible lesson and activity as well as coloring sheets to go along with it. Summer of 2023 the first lesson was about the wise man building his house on the rock. We talked about how Jesus is the rock and we should build our lives on Him and the Bible which is His word. The kids got to build houses and show us what they built! The older kids had popsicle sticks and the pre-k had plastic cups. It was so fun to come around and “blow” the pre-k kids houses down. They would laugh and laugh only to rebuild and hope you blew it down again.

Next, more bible songs are sung and the memory verse is reviewed. We then talked about the fruit of the Spirit. The children learned that if our lives are built on Jesus we are different than the world. Our hearts are filled with “fruit” (love, joy, peace etc.) and it impacts how we behave. The kids favorite activity from this was when they each got to name the classroom “guest” (see picture below) and choose which fruit he should be fed. Each fruit had good or bad things on them. They threw the bad things in the “trash” and fed “Johnny” the good things! When they put the fruit into his mouth it would fall into his heart. We talked about how our actions reflect our heart.

Last, we had a lesson on the Good Samaritan and had more activities and crafts. The Impact Kids program is a work that is dear to my heart. To quote Justin – “If we want faithful adults, it starts with faithful children.” That is the heart of our work at GFC. Yes, we have plans to grow and have a permanent presence. Yes, evangelism and the local church work are important and being done. Our impact on the community and souls are a top priority for us at GFC but we all believe that this is where it starts – impacting kids for the kingdom of God.

So from the bottom of our hearts we thank you. Thank you for helping make Impact Kids possible.

Growing Faithful Children

Welcome back friends! It’s been a long time since we last posted. As far as this blog is concerned it has been a little over 4 years. But in true Maynard fashion… we are making some big changes! Because of those changes, we are back to sharing part of our lives with you.

In the fall of 2021, our dear friend, Rick Whittle, introduced us to Growing Faithful Children (GFC). What is GFC? If you look on the website you will see our mission: Growing Faithful Children is a Church of Christ organization that’s purpose is to spread the good news of Jesus Christ to children around the world and to teach those children to have a positive impact on their community through Christ-centered living.

The summer of 2022 Justin and I were able to take our first trip to Santa Cruz, Jamaica. Since then we have become very involved in this organization. Justin is now on the board of GFC and serves as the Director of Church Relations and Curriculum Development. I’m sure you have lots of questions about what this means, stay tuned, there will be follow-up blogs explaining the different parts of GFC and how you can also be involved!

This blog is simply an introduction and a “welcome back into our lives.” We have loved sharing our farm with all of you from 2012-2015 and then sharing the work in Tanzania from 2015-2019. Now, we are in a new chapter. For those of you who do not know, Justin is stepping down as the youth minister of the Spanish Fort church of Christ as of Jan 1, 2024. Now, before all of you jump to conclusions, we are NOT moving to Santa Cruz, Jamaica. We are moving to Augusta, Georgia. I have taken a full-time job as a Licensed Associate Professional Counselor (LAPC). Justin, Lord-willing, graduates with the same degree in May 2024 and will begin counseling in the summer or fall of 2024.

We are excited about this next chapter. The Central church of Christ in Augusta is dear to our hearts. Like many of you, they were a huge part of our work in Tanzania and a source of encouragement. We are thrilled to be a part of this congregation and that they are also involved in the work in Jamaica.

So why the blog? Well, over the next few months I am going to share with you about Growing Faithful Children and the work in Jamaica. But more importantly, in the last 4 years SO many of you have asked Justin or I how you can be involved in work that we do. We are so excited to say that we are looking for congregations to be involved in GFC. If you want Justin to come and give a report or talk with your eldership about the work going on in Jamaica – send us a message or email themaynardsfarm@gmail.com . Starting in January of 2024 we will be more than happy to come and share this work with you and your congregation.

Last, we are doing a crayon drive for Growing Faithful Children. My next blog will be explaining our Impact Kids program. But a little sneak peak: during the summer we go into the public schools in the St. Elizabeth Parrish and have the opportunity to teach more than 5,000 kids about Jesus! To do that we need LOTS of crayons. If you are interested in helping we are collecting the 24 pack of Crayola crayons. You can purchase those off of Amazon (or anywhere) here. This is 24 packs of 24 for $30. Now, you don’t have to spend $30. This is just one example. Amazon has lots of great deals. Recently, Walmart had these packs on sale for .99! Just a single pack puts us closer to our goal. You can mail your crayons to: 26028 Point A Isle Road Andalusia, AL 36421. The Spanish Fort COC, Prattville COC, and Central COC in Augusta are all collecting crayons also.

We are so excited to bring y’all into this work whether through prayer, encouragement, financial support, or by coming with us to Jamaica (2024 registration is open). Be on the look out for my next blog where I will explain our Impact Kids program.

When the Kingdom Comes First

Being 8,123.8 miles from home (approximately because I had to use LaFayette as opposed to Villanow and Arusha as opposed to Kisongo) has had me thinking a lot about what the Bible says about discipleship and the Kingdom.

In Matthew 4:18 we have where Jesus told Simon and Peter to “follow me”: Now as Jesus was walking by the Sea of Galilee, He saw two brothers, Simon who was called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea; for they were fishermen. And He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.” Immediately they left their nets and followed Him.

Do you notice something?

Immediately they left their nets and followed Him.

Immediately.

In Luke’s account in chapter 5 vs 11 this happens: And when they had brought their boats to land, they left everything and followed him.

They left everything and followed Him.

We have dear friends here in Tanzania, Tiffany and Daniel Gaines, who did just that three years ago. They sold everything and followed him. They left their friends. They left their family. And as a result, they have missed out on a lot by the world’s standards.

When they moved to Tanzania their children were 1,2, and 11. Tiffany had no one to share in the “baby experience” with. She had a 1 and 2 year old in a 3rd world country where on Sundays church service are a minimum of four hours. Every week church services were a struggle. Their family missed out on her little boys learning to walk and talk and all the fun things families share in. It was hard for her not to long for the cute American outfits and simple, easy, fun American baby raising.

Their preteen daughter has missed out on having friends her age. That is really difficult. Maturity levels for the Tanzanians are very different than Americans. And culturally it has been difficult for her to relate to others her age and for them to understand her. She has longed for Lads to Leaders, CYC, and youth devos.

On a superficial level (Yep, all of us have that level.) they miss fast food, having a dryer and a dishwasher, restaurants, shopping, and clean water.

When I asked Tiffany about their challenges she said this, “Sometimes I selfishly miss the fact that before coming I could live my easy life and pretend that 3rd world countries and their evangelism was something we prayed for on Sundays but didn’t think much about. I miss “not knowing” the people here and the troubles and poverty they endure.”

This year they return home to America. At forty, the Gaines will be starting all over. What a daunting and terrifying challenge. They literally have nothing. They sold it all when they came here three years ago.

And yet, if they had to do it all over again here is what Tiffany said, “If I could do it over…. I would. Because we are TOLD to Go. All of us. And we should. All of us. Leaving everything behind and taking small children and a teen to Africa was by far the hardest thing I ever did. But, if you don’t give up something, it’s not a sacrifice. Jesus gave all. I can do this.”

He never said following Him would be easy. But it will be worth it.

There is a story in 2 Samuel chapter 24 about David. David sinned against God and recognized this. When he goes to the altar to make things right with God he asks to buy the threshing floor to offer as a sacrifice. The man instead offers to give to the king (David) whatever he would like to sacrifice but here is David’s reply,

“No, but I will buy it from you for a price. I will not offer burnt offerings to the LORD my God that cost me nothing.”

When Justin and I lived in America we tried to put the Kingdom first. It was hard for many reasons. But, when he was a coach it was nearly impossible. Why? Because we live in a culture where ball comes first. Practice comes first. Games come first. I’m here to tell you that if you never missed a Church service due to ball practice, good for you. You can pat yourself on the back. But, if you do not study your Bible AS MUCH AS you practice ball… the Kingdom is not coming first. If you do not tell others about salvation and Jesus Christ AS MUCH AS you give a play by play of your weekly games… the Kingdom is not coming first.

Go ahead, roll your eyes. But I have been there. I have walked it, talked it, and argued it (you know me).

Following Jesus means denying all else.

Luke chapter 9 starting in verse 57 says this, “As they were going along the road, someone said to him, “I will follow you wherever you go.” 58And Jesus said to him, “Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head.” 59To another he said, “Follow me.” But he said, “Lord, let me first go and bury my father.” 60And Jesus said to him, “Leave the dead to bury their own dead. But as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.” 61Yet another said, “I will follow you, Lord, but let me first say farewell to those at my home.” 62Jesus said to him, “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for the kingdom of God.”

Many people have said to Justin and I, “how can you leave when your grandmother may die while you are gone”? How? Because Jesus answered this for us.

“Leave the dead to bury their own dead. But as for you, go and proclaim the kingdom of God.

This week my Nana died. But, the Kingdom comes first.

Jesus may seem harsh, but what we should see is his love. He puts the Kingdom first. He knows that the only way for us to be together for eternity is by spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Justin’s grandmother is very sick. We love her dearly.

But, it is not a sacrifice if it costs you nothing.

My sisters and I are very close. I would like to be home helping Samantha plan her wedding. Last week, I found out Ty isn’t coming here for the summer, but she is staying home to help Mom and Dad on the farm and help Samantha with her wedding. Did I like this news? Of course not.

But, it is not a sacrifice if it costs you nothing.

Last month Jane Goodall was less than 30 mins from us giving a speech. Many of you may care less. My inner geek was having heart palpitations. But it was the same day as one of our children’s seminars. And the Gospel comes first.

The Kingdom comes first.

It is not a sacrifice if it costs you nothing.

Now, before all of you start treating me like a saint on facebook. That is not my intention. I don’t tell you these things so you can pat my back. I tell you this so that we can relate to one another. I understand. I understand that it is hard. I understand that you have to give something up that you really want. Christianity was never meant to be easy.

Most people think our lives here are all sunshine and rainbows. They honestly think we hold babies all day and our lives are a constant VBS. We love it here. But, it is filled with challenges. Every day presents some kind of crazy ordeal. Justin works 50-60 hour weeks on the farm and it is back breaking work. Everything is done by hand here. Our vehicles get stuck somewhere on a weekly basis. We are in the rainy season so we are constantly muddy and wet as we go from Bible study to Bible study.

If you knew you had to walk through the mud and rain to church… would you still go?

Last week I said, “I REALLY wish we didn’t have to get soaked and nasty just to go to church!”

Very Christian-like. *Shame*

I want you to see that we struggle too and we understand. We aren’t super Christians. But, we also see the end goal. We understand that the Kingdom comes first. Do you understand that?

Here is my question to you today: What is following Him costing you?

This is what it looks like when the Kingdom comes first:

When the Kingdom comes first…. Family comes second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Ball practice comes second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Comfort and security come second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Work comes second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Retirement comes second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Happiness comes second.

When the Kingdom comes first…. Education comes second. (Yep, I just said that.)

When the Kingdom comes first….I am second.

Anna, Tiffany Gaines, and our wonderful friend and sister in Christ Jane Massawe.

 

Dirty Feet

As a child, I was obsessed with a book by Steven Kroll called “Dirty Feet“. It was mostly because I could relate to the main character, Penelope. I hated wearing shoes, and as a result, I often had very dirty feet.

As I grew older my disdain for shoes continued. In fact, if I had to wear shoes, I would wear sandals so I could remove them at my convenience. When Justin and I were married, no one in the wedding party wore shoes. Why would we? 😉 Barefoot is so much better.

Since I have moved to Africa, my feet have found themselves in some yucky situations. To be honest, in order to go anywhere and do anything, you have to learn to live with dirty feet here.

Recently, Justin, Garry, Samm, and I were headed to church on a Thursday night. Samm and I had just finished a Bible study with a local woman when the “bottom fell out” as we say. It did not rain just a little, it flooded. To get back to our car in time for church we found ourselves slipping and sliding in the mud. Then, once we were back at the school, we walked to church. There was no avoiding the mud puddles. By the time we got to the church builing we both had muddy feet, and splashes all up our legs and skirt.

Saturday, Tiffany Gaines and I were walking around Boma Ng’ombe before the children’s seminar. It was dusty, and piki piki’s rushed by with no mind to how close they were to us, or the cloud of dust they covered us in. It was then that we looked down at our feet. They were so dirty and it was not even 10 am!

It was then that I started thinking about my favorite verse:

How then will they call on him in whom they have not believed? And how are they to believe in him of whom they have never heard? And how are they to hear without someone preaching? And how are they to preach unless they are sent? As it is written, “How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!” But they have not all obeyed the gospel. For Isaiah says, “Lord, who has believed what he has heard from us?” So faith comes from hearing, and hearing through the word of Christ. Romans 10:13-17

“How beautiful are the feet of those who preach the good news!”

I certainly would not consider our dirty feet beautiful by the world’s standards. But, I do not judge beauty by the world’s standards. No, beauty is judged by the eye of our Creator and He loves dirty feet that carry the Gospel.

So, I ask you, are your feet dirty? Are they covered in mud as they trek from sinners house to sinners house? Are you ankle deep in mud as you do your best to make it to worship? Are your feet covered in the dust of life as you welcome children to hear God’s word?

If they aren’t, I encourage you to go out and get your feet dirty. I pray that this week, your feet are beautiful in the sight of the Lord, though the world may find them nasty.

 

Three More Years

I believe this country has a way of getting in your blood; it courses through your veins, it pumps through your heart and before you know it, you are new.  You know that you can never go back to the person you were before.  The scales have fallen from your eyes, the African dust clings to your feet, and your heart beats to the sound of a tribal drum.

For the first time, you see the hungry eyes yearning for the Gospel.  You hear from the lips praises to Mungu (God), despite desperate conditions.  Where you once saw poverty, you now see love.  Where you once saw defeat, you now see hope.

Africa changes you.

It changes you from the inside out.

And you can never go back to who you were.

The need here is great and we are only a small part of God’s bigger plan.  We love the people here so very much.  It is with much prayer that we have decided to renew our commitment to the work here.  We are committing, Lord willing, to three more years beginning this fall.  There are plans to expand the farming project and we want to see the project through.  We will come home for furlough (the exact date isn’t set) around September to raise funds.  We ask for your prayers.  If you or your congregation would like to help support us, or would like us to come and give a presentation please send us an email (themaynardsfarm@gmail.com).

I ask that you please remember Cy Stafford in your prayers.  He is fighting for his life and Africa still needs him.  Pray the Lord heals him and returns him to the work here.

Thanksgiving A World Away

While our friends and family sleep in America, Thanksgiving Day has arrived and is in full swing here in Kisongo, Tanzania.   No, the Africans don’t celebrate Thanksgiving 😉 but that does not stop us missionary families.

This morning, while Samantha and I peeled potatoes in the kitchen I was reflecting on celebrating this holiday in a foreign country and I thought I would take the time to share my thoughts with all of you.

(Thanksgiving 2009)

What does Thanksgiving mean to you?  Well, I’m a history geek so let’s not cover that side (ha!) but just breaking down the word, thanks – giving.  What are you giving thanks for this year?  I was going through my “memories” that facebook shows me every day and there were so many pictures of past Thanksgivings.  My family has a tradition of going to Saint Simons Island (our home away from home) to spend time as a family.  This year the things I am thankful for have changed a lot.  They are much simpler than in years past.  Here is my list of 5 things I am thankful for this year:

1. This year I am thankful for power (electricity).  Sure, often times we mention this around this time of year.  We are often aware that many families around the world go without.  But this year I am thankful not just for consistent power but for the moments that we have power.  Power is far from consistent here and so I am learning to be thankful for the 5 mins when we have power and I can nuke my kahawa (coffee).  I am thankful for the 20 mins of power when I can take a quick, warm shower.  I am thankful for the 2 hours of power when I can communicate with friends and family.  And on those rare days when we have power for 12 hours or so – I am so grateful to be able to wash clothes, shower, (maybe) blow dry my hair, watch netflix (ha!), and facetime family.
2. I am thankful for family that understands; family that sees the bigger picture.  Our time on this earth is fleeting and our entire purpose while we are here is to serve God.  Missing 1 or 20 Thanksgivings is but a tiny blip on the agenda of eternity.
3. I am thankful for friends who come together as family.  Friends who see that we are a part of God’s family and Thanksgiving/Christmas is not a time to shut our doors and celebrate with only our blood family but a time to swing our doors open wide and bring in our friends and family from our Church and community.
4.  I am thankful for butter (despite it rivaling gold in cost), sweet potatoes brought from America, cheese (even though it also costs as much as gold), and turkey that takes every missionary pitching in to purchase (they went down this year – only $90!!).
5. I am thankful for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  I am thankful that His love has no borders – just as ours should have no borders.

There are so many more things we can be thankful for this year – like our health.  When you count your blessings today – think of those small things.  The things you often forget to be thankful for.

(Thanksgiving 2009)

But there is one more part of the word Thanksgiving and that is – giving.  While we are to be giving thanks today (and every day) what are you doing to give back?  How are you giving back to God and your fellow man?  This is the thought that struck me most today as I thought about how all of us here were giving in some small way to make today happen half way around the world.  Everyone is contributing either financially, in food, or in time to make this day like home.  But more than that we are coming together not as a family related by blood but by a family united by our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.  Who are you opening your home to today?  Who are you taking time out of your day to serve that isn’t your family?

(Summer 2015)

Growing up my family did go on vacation many Thanksgivings.  But if we did not, we spent them at the soup kitchen serving our community.  We also spent every Christmas Day at the soup kitchen.  Personally, I think it did more for us than anything aside from the Bible could possibly do.  Putting aside a day when we usually think of ourselves, what we want, we put others first.  Today – my prayer is for you all to do that.  Open your homes to someone that is not your family by blood.  Someone who has no where to go or no family near by.  My sister Ty is bringing home an exchange student from Scotland who needed somewhere to spend the holidays.  Just open up your eyes and heart – there are people all around.

While we give thanks here in Africa and give of our time and selves to others I pray that in America my friends and family do the same.

 

(October 2015 Africa and Thanksgiving 2014)

Mandazi Monday

Since Justin has a meeting every Monday morning, Samantha and I asked Agnes (she cooks lunch for us during the week – she is the best) if she would teach us to cook different things.

In America, I can cook almost everything.  Here, I am learning.  I have to remember not to use the sink water, how to make everything from scratch, and how to use a gas oven and stove (not TOO big of a deal but an adjustment).  Everything takes longer here and it is difficult to make these new adjustments a habit.  Even washing dishes is different here.  We fill one sink with hot water and soap and the other with warm water and bleach.  We wash in the soapy water and rinse in the bleach water.  Everything is just a little different.

Last Monday Agnes taught us to make our FAVORITE thing since we moved here.  They are called Mandazi’s (Mahn-dah-zee).  They are triangular shaped, fried pieces of dough.  I am not sure what to compare them too.  They are kind of a doughnut/beignet cross.  They are delicious by themselves OR with honey or powdered sugar.  I think I could literally eat my weight in them.

I am going to walk through the recipe with pictures and then I will post the recipe at the bottom!

First, you mix 2 cups of flour, 2 tbls of sugar, 1/2 tsp yeast, 1 tbls cooking oil, and 3/4 cup of warm water. (I forgot to take pictures of this part)

Make sure your hands are clean and kneed the ingredients into a ball.

Cover your bowl with a towel and let sit for 30 mins.

….30 minutes later…

Flour a small area and roll out your dough.

You want the dough to be rolled out thin but not too thin.  If you look in the purple bowl you will see that what Agnes is rolling out is only approx 1/2 of the dough.

Cut dough into triangles.

This made 8 Mandazi’s. (But remember there is still dough in the bowl for 8 more!)

Heat up your cooking oil (or do this before you start rolling out the dough).

And begin frying your Mandazi’s.

You will need to flip them.

You want them to be a good, rich golden brown.

Eat just like this, drizzle with honey, or toss in powdered sugar… Enjoy!

Anges’ Mandazi’s

2 cups flour

2 Tbls sugar

1/2 tsp yeast

1 Tbls cooking oil

3/4 cup warm water

Mix with hands and kneed into a ball.  Let sit for 30 minutes (we covered our bowl with a towel).

Roll out  1/2 of your dough – thin but not too thin and cut into 8 triangles.

Fry in cooking oil until golden brown on both sides (you will have to flip).

I hope you enjoy!  Given that it is Monday – it is cooking with Agnes day again.  She is teaching us to cook traditional African dishes today!

Old McMaynard Had a Shamba

A lot has happened since we first arrived in Africa!  Every day brings new experiences, lots of laughs, and crazy stories. Pole Pole (pronounced poe lee-poe lee – means slowly) we are learning our surroundings and we are thankful for the wonderful people we are surrounded by who make it easy for us.

We have diligently been working on the shamba (farm) to improve what they currently have and make plans for future expansion.

One of the first changes we made was to the laying hens nyumbani (new-m-bah-nee – home).  They had a 100 hens in a large room with no where to roost and around 8-10 laying boxes on the ground.

We quickly added branches for them to roost on:

And then set to work on building new laying boxes – ones that were off the ground – and lots of them.  Hens need 1 laying box per 4-6 hens. 

We then filled the boxes with shavings and golf balls.  The locals thought we were kicha (kee-cha – crazy) but the next morning when they had doubled production… we weren’t so crazy any more.  😉

While there are still things we are learning and teaching with the layeres (like crushing up eggshells for the chickens to eat) we then moved to the garden.

The short rains have now begun and we had lots we wanted to plant before they started.  Some of the things we are planting are experiments to see how well they grow before we plant for the long rains (Mar-May).

We were all celebrating when Healing Hands Int. came in and finished the drip irrigation on our 1-acre plot.  We are only using 6 rows for the short rains (we have a cut off in the waterline there) because the short rains do not produce enough rain for an acre plot.  We would have to supplement too much water and it would be too costly.

Here are pictures of us putting in the drip irrigation and planting beans in the 6 rows!

And then this week we were able to plant some Napier grass!

This is a big deal for a few reasons.  We have moved to the ng’ombe (cows) and trying to improve their production.  We met with a man in Monduli two weeks ago who really helped us a lot.

He raises dairy cattle and showed us his shamba.  He explained what he does, what he would do if he could, and gave us material to read.  This man even uses the manure from the cows to make natural gas to use in his kitchen.  He was a huge resource.  We have also been watching some videos on youtube called Shamba Shapeup.  They are in English and Swahili.  These videos have been a huge asset because it takes the knowledge we gained in America and transfers it over to Africa using the resources available here.  Seriously, give them a look and you will get a better understanding for how things work here.

One thing this man and the videos keeps stressing is that, here, napier grass is what we need to be feeding the dairy cattle.  And, this man and the videos, also stress that it is the best to make silage out of.  So… we planted some napier grass thanks to a new friend of Justin’s, the local vet.  He brought it to us yesterday and we quickly got it planted.

Every day is something new and we are quickly adapting.  There are lots of ways for us to expand and so many opportunities here.

With all of the positives there are negatives also.  Tuesday Justin received a call early in the morning that he was needed at the school.  Long story short, someone forgot to lock the door to the laying hens house.  The night guard forgot to check before he let the guard dogs out for the night.  (The guard dogs are a huge necessity here to the safety of our animals) So, Justin arrived to find 20 of our laying hens eaten by the dogs.  5 more had to be slaughtered later that day due to injuries.  I would be lying if I said this wasn’t a huge setback.  We have been paying for everything we have been doing for the farm since we arrived (buying feed, buying seed, buying medicine for the animals, purchasing new broilers every so many weeks, etc.) off the eggs we sell.  Losing 175 eggs a week is a big deal.  Not to mention they can’t just be replaced.  We would need to build an area to grow out more layers and then it would be 6 months before they start laying again.  So, for the moment we are going to carry on with the current 75.  There are plans to expand both the layers and broilers drastically so we will just be thankful that we only lost 25.

I want to thank all of you for your prayers on our behalf.  We truly love it here and the Lord is doing great things.  If you would like to help our efforts here financially here is where you can send funds:

Make the checks payable to Horton’s Chapel COC

Horton Chapel Church of Christ

925 Union Ridge Road

PO BOX 1100

Belton, KY 42324

PLEASE PUT FOR THE MAYNARDS – AFRICA.

But most of all please just keep us in your prayers, this work, and these wonderful people.

When the Big World Becomes Small

When we arrived in Africa it was a busy week.  We showed up the same week as the Tanzanian Leadership Conference and that meant there were lots of people from Tanzania AND all over the world coming in.  The home we live in (Cy and Stephanie Stafford’s) was a revolving door of new people.  But we loved it.  Justin and I quickly took to our new roles as hosts.  Cy left the first day of the conference, after he spoke, and so we spent our mornings making scrambled eggs from the school’s laying hens and making sure everyone was fed.

The Leadership Conference itself was amazing.  We heard some phenomenal lessons and I am sure everyone went away spiritually fed.  Justin was asked on Monday (the Monday before the Leadership Conference started on Friday) if he would speak at the conference.  Honestly, I was surprised he said he would – but that is only the beginning of the surprises since we moved here.  Justin has taken to Africa in a way I never thought he would.  Samantha said (of Justin) the other day that he was like a chick that had suddenly pecked through his shell and realized there is a whole big world out there.

Now, I will get back to Justin’s first sermon in just a few minutes.  People started pouring in that week and goodness were we blessed to meet some of the Brotherhood’s finest.  Sid Aultman came from Birmingham, Alabama.  We had lived for 3 years less than two hours from him and yet we met in Tanzania, Africa.  Our Bear Valley Brothers Wes Autry, Michael Hite, and Sean Hochdorf came and the week was filled with endless teasing and laughter.  They are greatly missed.  A fellow missionary, Dale (and I have suddenly drawn a blank on his last name), came from Malawi and he gave us lots of great tips on raising cows.  Close to 200 brothers and sisters from all over East Africa came.  Mike Benson, a friend from home is here, along with new friends Brian Horner and Diane.  I have said all of this to tell you about one friend we met in particular.  We had the privilege of meeting Phanat Ouch.  Phanat was raised in a refugee camp in America.  He grew up, just like any of us, in the wealth and pleasure of the United States.  After high school he went back to his homeland of Cambodia.  He learned the language, met his wife, and saw the great need for the Gospel in Cambodia.  Like all of us are called to do (in one way or another), he left the comforts of America to further the Gospel of Christ.  One of my favorite quotes from the week came from Brother Phanat – “The Kingdom of God has no borders.”  If only we all saw the world in this way.  If we could realize that it is not an “us” and “them” we could change the world.

Now, back to Justin’s first sermon.  If I could compare Justin to any biblical character, when it comes to speaking, it would be Moses.  He can think of a 1,000 excuses why he can’t speak in front of people.  But God takes our weaknesses and shows his power by making them our strengths.  They are not our strengths because of our own doings but because of Christ in us.  That is the best way I can explain what happened when Justin was asked to speak.  Was he the most eloquent?  No.  Was he the most powerful? No.  Did he make his point and God was glorified?  Yes.  The crazy part was he didn’t sound in the least bit nervous.  When I asked him if he was nervous his reply was that he was before he went to speak but then he went to Charles’ office, prayed, and a peace settled over him.  He said when he stood before everyone he wasn’t in the least bit nervous.

There is so much being done here and so much still to do.   Africa has a funny way of getting in your blood and coursing through your veins.  I think it stays in your heart forever.  I hope to post soon about all of the farm work being done.  I will start working on that.  But just like with this post… I started it when we had power, now I don’t, so it will be hours before I can post this and I just have to pray it doesn’t delete itself!

Until next time!  Kwaheri!