Today – I am at a loss for words. I am disappointed in the vast limitation of the human language to be able to describe such anguish. My heart is more than broken, my loss is more than deep and wide, my sorrow more than immense.
Excited to share these details as this is an update on a much needed progress. A school. When stateside, one of our board members contacted me to say that he had scheduled a meeting for me to meet with the president of FCU in Orlando, FL and asked if I would be interested. The answer, of course, was yes!
I will not despise the days of small beginnings… Ground preparation and infrastructure. I have taken a moment to ponder all that has been done in the last 3 years.
Every culture has some things that are good and that are bad, endearing and off putting. I do not believe that any culture is exempt from this acknowledgement. Mozambican culture is the same.
This is Magreta. She is an amazing woman that we have hired to cook lunch for the workers. I cannot imagine doing her job. I have tried with what I claim as success. I can do it for one day with stove, oven and others helping me with water.
Every day more kids come to hang around, to play, help do chores and to see what new things are going on in this place. The action and the movement is new and adventurous here.
The Big Black Bag!!! I had the pleasure of meeting Maggie as she came to visit with a team to our Center of Hope in Chibuto. We chatted a bit about the kids, her background and her desire to assist us in any way that she could.
What a wonderful Resurrection Sunday! The title of the message? “Why do you look for the Living amongst the dead?” My all-time favorite verse that describes Easter Sunday to perfection. Especially in this place, where the people seek help from their dead ancestors. We had a celebration dinner in the church. For the first time, our congregation gathered for a feast in the House of Prayer.