Eyes to See, Ears to Hear

After a defeating battle with two mosquitoes throughout the night, I wasn’t exactly happy to hear my phone ringing loudly in the living room at 7:20am today.  We’ve been waiting for the water truck for more than two weeks so the possibility of it being them motivated me to go see who was calling.  It wasn’t the water truck guy.  It was our guard wanting to tell us he and his wife wanted to come visit us and introduce us to their new baby, just today two weeks old.  That was actually very considerate of him.  You see, it’s not usual to call ahead.  Tanzanians just drop in for a visit to their friends and family.  In just the short time we’ve had our guard, he’s learned our ways.  He respectfully gave us a heads up on their coming visit.

After they arrived and began drinking their chai, I asked when they planned to name the little boy.  They said they brought him to our house today so WE could name him!  AAAHHHHH!  WOOOOOOW!!!  Humbling I tell ya.  I asked Dana and she immediately said, “Caleb.”  I liked it.  We looked it up in the Swahili Bible and told them the name we had chosen and they liked it.

Kalebu. (kah-LAY-boo).