A Lizard's Tale

I figured that if I didn’t start posting, that everyone would think I’d died and gone to heaven. (I’m not nearly as far behind in my posting as a certain son of mine is, however.)

The summer was spent in the USA visiting some of our precious donors/supporters for ‘Cup. Some folks we’d never met eye-to-eye before and for others it had been a very, very long time since we’d visited “live.” Before we knew it, it was time to come back to Swaziland.

Since we have been back here, we have had many guest teams come and go. They have all been tremendously helpful to us. The Dr Beyda's medical clinic was outstanding—you can read about it in the blogs of the other ‘Cup missionaries.

One very short visit included none other than Chad Daniel. Those who know Chad, know he’s a tremendous speaker/preacher/missionary to the youth of the world. But he’s also a bit on the…well…weird side.

As we (the 'Cup Team and Chad's team) ate Sunday dinner at a really cool and quaint mountain inn buffet, sitting on the veranda, Chad suddenly caught a lizard. Not just one of those wee things that we are used to having hang out on our walls and eat mosquitoes. Nope. It was about 12-15 inches long, head to tip of tail. And it had a sharp bite.

Needless to say, Levi and Kayla were delighted.

And Charles was not to be left out of the melee.

Poor critter. After he showed his strength and fierceness, he gave up and played dead.

End of the story is that the critter lives, unharmed (unless he got rabies from hanging on Chad’s or Charles’ ear). Mr Lizard was set free after all the excitement. And now he lives on to tell his children and his children’s children about the crazy day he met Chad Daniel.

Check out the photos and put your own captions on. Never a dull moment when Chad and Charles are on the same block.