11 Zikomo

I spent an afternoon visiting elderly people living near to the Evangelical Bible College in Blantyre, Malawi.  The final, tiny, wizened lady with her blue beanie saw me from a distance.  As I approached her she held out her hand to greet the azungu woman. Zikomo, thankyou.  As I held out my hand in return, she yanked me to the ground next to me and would not let go, as she sat staring up at me.  From small things, mighty blessings happen.