Their smiles. Their singing. Their eyes. Their love for one another. Their love for God. These are some of the memories I will never forget. Last year in school, when I was a freshman, I learned two songs in choir called “Bonse Aba” and “Siyahamba”. These songs were written in a Zambian language and I remember thinking to myself, “How cool would it be if the children I will be meeting know these songs.”Well, sure enough, while sitting under some trees one day with some little girls I sang a little bit of the songs for them. Right away, the girls faces lit up and they had huge smiles on their faces.
“Yes Auntie! We know those songs!” said the girls.They then went on to sing the songs also and then kept talking about it the rest of the day. I then knew that this was God at work. How amazing that I would learn these Zambian songs at school in America and then actually be able to go to Zambia knowing them. I think God was planning a special bonding moment for me and the little girls when I was learning these songs. Only a Great God could do that.