Sometimes we get gifts that bring us joy (like Jaffa Cakes!) and some days gifts can bring tinges of sadness. This week I received a parcel from my sister-in-law in Malawi – along with the rice and sobo orange juice there are two packets of Kamba. Kamba is a puffed maize snack very popular with children. The reason Kamba (meaning tortoise) makes me sad is that it always reminds me of one child who loved it so much. Little Owen was Ramos’ nephew. His mother died soon after he was born and his father a few years later. Owen was sick from the start and when I first met him he was suffering from TB. At the age of 4 ½ he never learnt to walk and we could dress him in the clothes of a 1 ½ year old. Owen died soon after I left Malawi and his death was a huge loss for my mum-in-law who had believed with all her heart that she could make Owen well again.
One of the things that Owen loved to do best was to eat Kamba – he did with great precision and care. Each circular piece was delicately picked up with two fingers. One small bite to break the circle and the Kamba was turned on its side and slowly nibbled the whole way round. Once finished each finger was licked and the process began all over again. Owen reminds me how to enjoy the simple things and to savour each moment.
Ecclesiastes 11:7-8 Light is sweet, and it pleases the eyes to see the sun. 8 However many years a man may live, let him enjoy them all.
Psalms 34:8 Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.
So often I am distracted by challenges and problems that I fail to enjoy the everyday ordinary things of life, to slow down and savour. So today as I snack on my Kamba I plan to savour each one and to know that this day is to be enjoyed.