Now in my third year of doing pastoral duties, I’m finally settling into a satisfying personal, church, and family schedule. When we do not have a visitor from the U.S.,



Recently, a Women’s Missionary Society in a church asked my wife to introduce herself and elaborate on a few things: hardships, blessings, funny story, sad story, and what she does on the mission field. Here's her responses:
We’ve been in Nigeria for 3 years. I think that the “hardships” here are very similar to other mission fields: problems with electricity, water, etc. Some of the blessings of being here are developing a close-knit family and getting to work with people that are grateful we are here and who want to learn more about the Bible.
We live in a 3-bedroom bungalow on our own compound with a good size yard. I enjoy that because I can send the kids outside. We have 2 Labrador retrievers that scare strangers and play with the kids. My kitchen isn’t all that great, but I was able to ship American appliances …. love that. We actually live in a nice area with sidewalks—not many places like that here. It’s usually pretty quiet around here, except for the occasional party at the neighbors’ house.
As for funny stories, it’s always amusing to hear your husband put something in the microwave and press buttons while the electricity it out! It doesn’t take much to entertain me. Here are a couple of humorous memories having to do with food:
When I was pregnant with Victoria, I was always craving sweets, and every time we would go out, I would see men selling packaged snacks that looked like Twinkies. So finally I decided I just had to taste one of those “Twinkies”. One bite brought bitter disappointment because it was filled with meat, not cream. They call it “Gala” here, and it’s disgusting.
Once, I made spaghetti at another missionary’s house, and I decided to add some more tomato paste to it to make it go farther. I looked in the freezer for the paste I had put in there earlier, pulled out a small container, and dumped it in the spaghetti. A few minutes later I tasted the sauce, and my mouth was on fire! Someone had put ground red pepper in a similar container into the freezer. Some of us ate it anyway, but it was flaming hot.
I try not to think of sad stories a lot. We’ve already had 3 babies of our church members die. It’s hard for me because no one knows from what they died, even after being sick for months and going to the hospital over and over again. I always wonder if there is something else that I could have done to help them.
Our church celebrated its second anniversary in May. My husband pastors the church, teaches in 2 Bible institutes, and is planning a Bible college. I teach the teen girls’ Sunday School class, plan the order of service and choir specials, play the piano, and participate in soul-winning. I also have a few American piano students—not ministry related, but fun. Joseph and Victoria are working on their pre-school curriculum; Brian definitely keeps me busy also.
Sabrina Holmes
3 comments:
This is a cool site brother! Hey, I've never thought about it, but do they have labradours in Africa, or did you bring them from the U.S.? 100 baptized?!? Praise God! Thank you for submitting to God and serving Him on the mission field. Rob Rines
Sabrina,
It was so good to see this website of your family and what they are doing. I have been praying for you as the other ladies of our Africa Circle but this is great one and one.
The children look so great ! What a great mom! lv-mrs. musser FBC
Dear Bro Mark and Sabrina I am visiting family in Memphis TN with the kids on spring break and they have internet (Rick and I dont) so i have been surfing. Mostly watching Pastor preach on our church site(now you can see him, so cool)and came across your site address and just had to say a fast hello. It is so good to see all of you. The kids are so very precious. Sabrina you have your hands full. I love seeing and reading about everything. I am just speechless of what the Lord has done. Please keep doing the Lord's work and we will keep praying. Take care, Sister Tisha Wilkerson
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