Jesus love His little children, all the children of the world.. Red and yellow black and white they are special in His site, Jesus loves the little children of the world.
It’s pretty amazing how wherever you go in this world, this song seems to be known. What I have been learning on this trip is that music truly is a language in and of itself. While language seems to be a barrier at times when traveling, music is able to cross over cultures, and provide a common ground. Walking the streets of Masipumelele, a township in Capetown, I was able to rap with little children in Xhosa. On the playgrounds of Swaziland myself and two children at the care point made a new song to the Lord together despite language barriers. While shopping in the marketplace, I began singing a song I learned in SiSwati with one shopkeeper and watched as people stopped what they were doing and came out of their market stalls to dance and sing a song of praise to the Lord in their own tongue. And now here in Jefferys bay, where there is a mix of English, Afrikaans, Xhosa, and Zulu speakers, I am watching how song and music especially to the Lord once again breaks down language barriers with ease.
One promise God gave me before this trip was that He would use song and music to overcome cultural barriers and let me tell you, He has!
It’s pretty amazing how wherever you go in this world, this song seems to be known. What I have been learning on this trip is that music truly is a language in and of itself. While language seems to be a barrier at times when traveling, music is able to cross over cultures, and provide a common ground. Walking the streets of Masipumelele, a township in Capetown, I was able to rap with little children in Xhosa. On the playgrounds of Swaziland myself and two children at the care point made a new song to the Lord together despite language barriers. While shopping in the marketplace, I began singing a song I learned in SiSwati with one shopkeeper and watched as people stopped what they were doing and came out of their market stalls to dance and sing a song of praise to the Lord in their own tongue. And now here in Jefferys bay, where there is a mix of English, Afrikaans, Xhosa, and Zulu speakers, I am watching how song and music especially to the Lord once again breaks down language barriers with ease. 
