Sunday, July 24, 2016

SAMUEL and NENE KAPONGO - 5 July 2016

Meet SAMUEL and NENE KAPONG0.  We had an oral interview with them on 5 July.  Little did we know that we were going to hear a story of war, fleeing, sacrifice, discovery and Lord's guidance in saving lives. We were with them for almost three hours and then returned the following week for another 40 minutes to finish.  It was a time that we shall never forget.  A time of remembering the blessings the Lord has given me.  A time to be grateful for America.  A time that I was humbled to be in the presence of such a powerful couple. A time of thanking the Lord for our mission.  Are you ready for an adventure?
First, let's hear about Samuel..

Samuel Kapongo was born in Mbuji-Mayi (area was just made it's own mission this year) and had 11 siblings. His father's work for the Congo government moved the family to the capital city of Kinshasa when Samuel was five.  Early in 1987 three men from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints entered his father's office to present an official document to request the church to be registered in the Democratic Republic of Congo.  Testimonies were borne and a Book of Mormon was left.  In September 1987 his father was baptized and a few weeks later Samuel followed. His father was instrumental in getting the church recognized in DRC.  His mother was a little more stubborn.  But the missionaries conjured up a plan.  The people they were teaching only spoke the native language of Lingala and his mother was a teacher of English, so they asked her to accompany them on their appointments to be a translator.  It didn't take long before she was converted and baptized.  Then just two weeks later she became the Relief Society president of their small branch.  There were only a few branches in Kinshasa at the time (in Ngaliema and Masima) and now it has grown to 6 stakes, two districts with a 95% retention rate and they're getting their own temple! Samuel bore a strong testimony of how Family Home Evening changed the whole dynamics of his family.  His father's heart softened as head of the family and his siblings developed a strong and firm foundation of the gospel. (When his father passed away in 2013, he was a stake patriarch.) At one point, his father felt the best way to spread the gospel in the Congo was to convert the Prime Minister.  So with his army of priesthood holders, made an appointment and shared the gospel and Book of Mormon with him.  He never converted but the seed has been planted.  Civil war broke out in Kinshasa and the people were starving.  The church sent beans and other food, clothing, hygiene kits and this caused a great curiosity to the Congolese.  The church grew during this time of turmoil as people were humbled and discovered the love of their Savior.  

Samuel served a mission (1999 - 2001) in Brazzaville where he found himself again in the middle of a civil war.  There were six elders that were trapped inside the city but with their faith and prayers were able to escape.  They locked arms and while walking through the war torn streets singing "Called To Serve" was given passage through the blocked roads (they witnessed the rebels killing anyone that was moving).  Their lives were spared and they were reunited with their mission president in Kinshasa. He completed his mission in Masema and then continued his studies in college. Samuel left the Congo because of the economy and went to South Africa but found it very difficult because he only spoke French.  But through the PEF program he was able to learn English, take business classes, obtain numerous jobs and now has his own construction business.  He met Nene in the Johannesburg Ward and on 27 March 2004 they were sealed for time and eternity in the Johannesburg Temple.  They are the parents of 5 children. 

Nene's story:
Nene was born in Lubumbashi into a polygamist family. There were 13 children total and 9 from her mother.  Her father was a doctor.  He, also worked at the Liberian Embassy and was second general of the African Organization.
This is DRC President Mobutu from 1965 to 1997

The Mobutu dictatorship was vulnerable to the rebels and he was exiled to Morocco.  

Nene's father, Bampe Milambwe, knew that he and his family were in danger if they remained in Lubambashi because of the political positions that he held.  So with only the clothes on their back, he and Nene's mother and 9 children, escaped across the border into Zambia (1991) and went to Lusaka where there was a refugee camp (Mayukwayukwa). They remained in the camp for two years during the time her father was trying to get them status to leave.  To help earn some money, Nene's mother would walk into town and with their meager means, buy a small amount of food to resale..  She sustained the family this way. (Even today, she continues to sell African food....supported her family after the death of her husband in 1997 and sent three sons on missions).  As Nene tells the story, their place of residence in the refugee camp was in a corner away from the entrance.  But a senior couple, Elder and Sister Harrison, somehow found them and taught them the gospel.  They would drive quite a distance to the refugee camp every Sunday to fetch them for church and then return them home. The entire family was baptized in 1993 (Nene did not join her family in baptism until 1994).  They were the only people baptized in the entire refugee camp.  The Lord had a plan for this family.....and He made sure they were found.

 A picture of a family at the refugee camp in Zambia


After her father's passing, Nene knew that they would be re-assigned to a place far away from Lusaka and the church (Maheba camp).  So she and two brothers left for South Africa in 1999.  Here she found odd jobs to save money so the rest of her family could join her.  Nene has followed her mother in selling African food in the Yeoville market. 
Nene, Tracey, ?, Kristen, Samuel
Twins... 
 These two little ones were in the home when we interviewed Samuel and Nene.  Not sure how they fit into the family, but sure thought they were darling.
Nene, her mother and me
This is Nene's mother's African food shop
This is Nene's food shop.  She works here from 8:00 am to 8:00 pm 6 days a week selling her African food.  
It is quite a story of faith, perserverance, devotion to the gospel and love.  It was an honor to interview them and be in their presence.  I continually have my faith and testimony strengthened by the example of those that surround us.  I hope we all can love the gospel as the Africans do.

"And Ammon said:  Yea, and he looketh down upon all the children of men; and he knows all the thoughts and intents of the heart; for by his hand were they all created from the beginning."

Saturday, July 23, 2016

"BEHOLD YOUR LITTLE ONES" ~~~ ETHEMBENI ORPHANAGE 7 July 2016

When Misti was here we went to the Ethembeni Orphanage.  I loved the spirit there and the happiness of the children so much that I went again with some sisters from the area office on Thursday, 7 July.  I am going to rewrite what I wrote on my previous blog about Ethembeni because I feel that it deserves a blog by itself.  What a sacrifice the people make that serve these special "children of God".

The Ethembeni Children's Home house around 70 chldren from the ages of 0 - 36 months all of whom has suffered emotional, physical or medical abuse or have been abandoned.  Many are HIV positive.  Ethembeni is a Xhosa word, which means "Place of Hope".  The home opened in November 1995 and nearly 1000 babies have come through the doors.  The children are brought to Ethembeni from various places.  Some are found in black rubbish bags, in dustbins, on rubbish dumps, at taxi ranks, or left at the hospital after delivery.  Most of them arrive as newborns.  As the children grow, they divide them into age groups.....0 to 6 months, 6 to 12 months, 12 - 18 months and then 18 - 36 months.  Once the child turns 3 years old, they are transferred to another home.  But they do work toward having the children adopted or fostered into a caring home.

This is Ethembeni Children's Home - a "Place of Hope".......
After registering, you enter a room where the 18 - 36 month old children are playing or watching television.  The moment they saw us they ran with their arms uplifted for us to hold them (I wish I had that moment captured). We were changed forever!!!

 There were not enough of us to hold them.  Look at the smile on the little girl that Sister Graf is holding...second from the left.  Pure JOY! And in contrast, the little girl that is waiting her turn.
 There are around 40 in this age group.  Some where outside playing...
The angels that give of their time to provide love for the children.


The kitchen where the children receive three meals a day.  How would you like that responsibility of feeding nutritious meals for 70 children (the food comes from donations)?
 A sample of the room where the 18 - 36 month old children sleep.  Look how clean and it was 9:00 a.m.!!!
 The toilets....
We wanted you to realize how really small these toilets are.....so cute.
 Playroom when it is too cold to play outside.  So cheerful.
 This is Ruth.  She makes 400 - 500 bottles a day by herself.  I asked about the nighttime feedings for the newborns, and she said that she refrigerates those for the night volunteers. The definition of an ANGEL,


Imagine this many high chairs in your home?  Where the 12 - 18 months eat.  The patience the children must learn as they wait for their food.

Next stop was the NEWBORNS - twelve of them.  Ages 0 - 6 months in this room.
I was in heaven pretending this was our new little Luke Lombardi that was just born 13 July 2016.
 Sister Mary Louise Beckstrand

 I was rocking some with my foot.....
 Each newborn has their own bed with their name and birth date marked above. There were three little babies that had moved onto the 6 - 12 months since I was there with Misti.
 Sister Jann Powell
I left the newborns and found the 6 - 18 month olds crawling, walking, sleeping, playing, getting their hair done in two rooms.  I found pure joy on the floor with them.

 Snack time......I was sure glad that I was leaving before clean up time.



Look at the little boy on the above picture sound asleep.  The others were accidentally falling on him and he continued to sleep......
...and then finally this sweet little bundle of joy woke and was so full of excitement to join the others.
 She just woke up....the most precious little face.
Look everyone.......I can stand!!!!
Sister French entertaining...
This cute volunteer was doing hair and gave us lessons.  I will never figure out how the children sit so calmly while their hair is tugged, pulled, yanked and twisted.  But they do!

 I am so sad that my group pictures seem so blurry.  But this is the group that was "touched forever" by these sweet miracles from heaven.  I know that the Lord has a plan for them where they will find love......maybe we are part of that plan!
 We joined the band of "ANGELS" that day.

"And as they looked to behold they cast their eyes towards heaven, and they saw the heavens open, and they saw angels descending out of heaven as it were in the midst of fire; and they came down and encircled those little ones about, and they were encircled about with fire; and the angels did minister unto them."  3 Nephi 17:24