Diversity

This week we celebrated Christmas with our Tanzanian friends on Tuesday night; the faculty and their spouses were at our home on Tuesday evening. We had a great time with them.
On Thursday night, one of the missionary ladies invited missionaries to her home for a Christmas party. Every one that came had to take part in an informal "program"; we could sing, read a poem, play an instrument or do whatever we wanted to do.
As I was looking around the group of missionaries I saw many different denominations represented; there were missionaries there from the AIC, Wycliffe Bible translators, Roman Catholic, Anglican, Pentecostal and others.
We were from various countries; USA, Canada, Switzerland, Germany, South Korea and England.
We sang "Joy to the World" in German, heard greetings in Swedish, greetings in Kisukuma,heard a song in Korean, sang a chorus in Swahili and sang American Christmas carols. 
We had American desserts, German desserts, British snacks, Canadian treats, and a Swedish dessert.
It was a fun night with people who were different on several levels; and yet we had in common that we were all there for one reason.  We came together to celebrate Christmas, the birth of our Savior.
Also, today we went to the English service at one of our TAG churches. During the worship service, we sang a chorus from South Africa, one from Nigeria, several Tanzanian choruses as well as some familiar choruses from America.
It's been quite a week of celebration and fellowship with brothers and sisters from all parts of the world; I suppose it's good practice for heaven.  People from every tribe, tongue and nation celebrating around the throne of God.  I wonder what language we will be using?? 

Sunday Marathon

This past Sunday we set out on a marathon to visit four new churches started by our pastor friend, Mwamluku. He has been asking us for a long time to visit his four church plants and we decided we could do it all in one Sunday.

We started out at 7:30 in the morning and returned home at 7:30 pm; it was a long day but it was a great day. The first church was only about 30 minutes from our house; however, they called us and said the road was impassable due to the rains. No problem, Mwamluku knows another way around. He failed to tell us that the other way would take us two hours! So, all day we were 2-3 hours behind. We drove through village after village that had no church of anykind; allwithin an hours drive of Mwanza.

However, these new little village churches were so excited that American missionaries were coming to visit them that they waited for 2-3 hours at each church for us to arrive. This was probably a once in a life time experience for them; I doubt if we ever get a chance to visit them again.

Tim preached, I greeted the people, Mwamluku encouraged them like a father, and our interpreter greeted them as well; our interpreter was our friend Lukilo who is a pastor and a teacher at the Mwanza Bible College.

To see the joy on their faces and to have the opportunity to encourage them to continue in the face of opposition and indifference in their respective villages was a privilege. For 3 of the 4 churches, they are the only church in their village and the local people are very steeped in Animism and they have local witch doctors as spiritual leaders.

We praise the Lord for Mwamluku's burden to see the Gospel preached in every village.

Grasshoppers - YUM!

We have seasons in Tanzania; but our seasons are different than those in the states. First, we have weather seasons:we basically have the rainy season and the dry season.

However, there are other "seasons" that are marked by bugs and insects. For instance, there is a time when the safari ants are on the move, there is a time when termites hatch out, there are times when the ants invade the house, their is a time for dragon flies, lake flies, etc. When these "insect seasons" come they come with a vengeance and for a day or two the insect of the hour/day is available in abundance; some are more annoying than others. My least favorite are the lake flies (tiny and they come in through the tiny holes in the screens) and the safari ants that can invade the house and move like an army across the property-and they bite.

This week has been the season for the grasshoppers; huge (bigger than my thumb) and green. At night they cover the outside of our window screens although they are scarce during the day. Our four workers love the grasshopper season; seems the grasshoppers are quite tasty when you remove their wings and legs and fry them in hot oil. So, for the past few nights/days our workers have gathered grasshoppers in empty containers to take home for their families to eat.

The above picture is an empty plastic water bottle (2 litre size) that our worker used to gather grasshoppers in to take home with her.

They have all graciously offered to "fry me up some" but I have declined this particular cultural experience.

The tree is up.

The day after Thanksgiving we put up our Christmas tree, dug out our Christmas CD's, set out a few other decorations and put up a wreath on the door. Our home is as ready as it is going to be for the Christmas holiday.

Last Friday night we hosted our monthly missionary potluck for Mwanza missionaries. We sang Christmas carols and told some of our family traditions at Christmas; this was very interesting since we have missionaries here from a number of countries other than the USA.

However, traveling around Mwanza there is no evidence that we are in the Christmas season; there are no decorations, music, Christmas ads/sales, Santa Clauses, nativity scenes. There are none of the Christmas trappings that Americans would associate with Christmas. Last year, one of the grocery stores (smaller than our house) put up a rather pathetic looking little artificial Christmas tree and had a couple strings of lights on the shelves. They were very proud of their Christmas look; they are Muslim but they have many Christian customers and made this concession for their Christian customers.

Tanzanians, even those who are Christians, don't decorate for Christmas and don't give gifts; Christmas Day is spent in church worshipping Jesus. Usually, there are no choirs, contatas, orchestras, Christmas hymns, plays or special programs. They just pray, worship, hear the word and sometimes share a meal together after the service which is then followed by another service. Hmmm, odd concept to us but I have a feeling that God is pleased.

Thanksgiving Day

Yesterday we had our traditional Thanksgiving meal with some of our American friends here in Mwanza; all missionaries with various groups but all Americans. There was a total of 11 of us and we had a great time of food, fellowship, food, playing games, food, watching football and food.
There were a few problems to remind us that we were in Africa rather than America. There were five of us cooking various dishes in our homes; I began getting text messages from the other four about 8:00am. There power was out and they were all in varying stages of food preparation. Fortunately, our power was on and we hooked up a little gas stove at one of the other homes and by working together we managed to get everything and on the table by 1:30.
We thoroughly enjoyed our $72 turkey (17lbs = over $4 a pound), dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, homemade rolls, vegetable salad and sweet potatoes (not as good as American variety but with some imagination they were fine). Later we had pumpkin w/Dream Whip topping and pecan pies made from carefully hoarded ingredients from the states. As an added little treat we had a dish of candy corn/pumpkins brought out for us from the states earlier this month; we snacked on this while we played some table games.
All in all it was a great day with good friends and good food. The icing on the cake was talking to my daughters, Mom and sister later that night.
Today we decorate for Christmas!!!!!

Always Ready

Earlier this month the Mwanza District WWK (Women's Ministry) had their annual conference. The first day of the conference was designated for pastor's wives only and our scheduled guest missionary was our field moderator's wife, Karen Hanson; we were also joined by new missionary Tiffany Richardson.

I had been invited to do a session for the pastor's wives as well but had declined since I had final exams at the Bible School, several groups of guests and other seminars all within the first two weeks of November. They contacted me a couple of times the week prior to the conference asking me to speak and I politely but firmly declined.

Karen, Tiffany and I arrived at the Women's conference and were warmly greeted by the leadership and pastor's wives.

Karen did a great job teaching the first one hour session of the day. As she returned to the head table amidst applause, the WWK leader announced that now "our beloved missionary, Mama Jarvis, is coming to teach her session".

Karen leaned over and asked what I was going to do. I replied that I was going to walk over to the podium and teach for an hour.

During Karen's teaching several thoughts had come to mind and I had written them on a scrap piece of paper along with a couple of scriptures. That scrap of paper became my "notes" for my session. God definitely filled my mouth with the words he wanted me to speak. After I finished my session we prayed for each of the 50 pastor's wives individually and God confirmed in my heart that I had given the right message.

I don't think it hurt that I have been teaching for 30 years and have spoken at numerous women's meetings.

I must remember to be a little firmer in my refusals in the future.

November 1-14

Just thought I would give you a glimpse of our schedule for the first two weeks of November in an effort to explain why I have not blogged recently:
November 1: Jerry Spain arrived to teach one week with the student body at the Mwanza Bible college and one week for the leadership from our six districts.
November 2-3: Final exams at MBC
November 6: Graduation for MBC third year students
November 8-10: Spiritual Leadership seminar with leaders from 6 districts
November 8-10: Missionaries Karen Hanson and Tiffany Richardson arrive for District Women's Conference
November 9: spent the day at the Women's Conference and taught a one hour session even though I had informed several of the leaders that I would not be able to teach during this year's conference. "Instant in season and out of season" applied, the Lord helped me.
November 10: Missionaries Rob & Jeanel Shipley arrive from Uganda to spend the night and travel to Dodoma with us the following day
November 11: Traveled to Dodoma for a field fellowship meeting and the first Master's Graduation at Dodoma Bible College
November 12: Field fellowship meeting
November 13: Master's Graduation 9:00am - 2:00pm followed by a luncheon.
November 14: 8 hour drive home from Dodoma
November 15: Shipley's leave for Uganda.
During those first two weeks I provided meals for our guests, made and remade beds and attempted to be a good hostess.
This week has been guest and activity free so we are catching up on office work and getting everything back to normal. We have no more travel planned until after Christmas and that is OK with us!
Be blessed.

Post Election

The elections are over and we have retained the incumbent; President Kikwete. His party, CCM, has been the ruling party since Tanzania became a nation in 1964. His re-election was announced on Wednesday and things were peaceful.
However, many of the Districts elected officials from the opposing party, Chadema, for the first time in this country's history. Also for the first time in it's history, except on the islands and along the east coast, there was rioting in Tanzania.
Tanzania has always been a peaceful country and its citizens are very non-confrontational. On Monday, the results of all of the local elections were to be announced in the early morning but by 4:00 the crowds were still waiting to hear the results.
The crowds feared that the incumbent CCM officials were attempting to change the votes back in their favor. Riots broke out across Mwanza, we heard tear gas cannons go off all over the city and all around us there were mobs of people carrying rocks and sticks and yelling. Riot police were called in with rifles and dogs to control the crowds. For about two hours around our house, in the road in front of our house and in our neighbors yards there was fighting and guns were being fired by guards and riot police. A crowd set the CCM building on fire.
Our house had a haze of smoke in it which drifted up our hill from the many tear gas bombs (15-20) that were fired into the crowds around Mwanza.
Finally, about 7:00, the incumbent CCM official came out and conceded his loss and the win of the ChaDema candidate. Almost immediately, people settled down and dispersed to their homes.
It was the first time such a thing has ever happened in Tanzania and we pray it will never happen again. It was a brief glimpse for a couple of hours into the fear filled lives of people around the world who live with constant war, rioting and violence and where "ducking for cover" is as normal an activity as walking down the street.

Elections

The Presidential elections in Tanzania will take place this Sunday, October 31. We have been alerted by the American Embassy to keep a low profile (how do you do that when you are a white person in an African country?) and to stay alert for possible problems.
The CCM party has been the ruling party for years; however, the candidate for the opposing party has come from behind and there may actually be an upset in this election. People are generally unhappy with two things about the current party and President; there is widespread corruption in the government and there is a fear that we are moving towards becoming an Islamic nation.
Already in Mwanza, the second largest city in Tanzania, there have been some mild clashes during rallies and there will be more police and military patroling the streets and city beginning Sunday. Tanzania has always been a peaceful nation but some people are concerned about this upcoming election.
We Wazungu (white people) will be trying to keep a low profile as instructed; we will also be praying for a peaceful election.

The rains have come at last, within a couple of weeks everything will go from dead and brown to lush and green; it's amazing how the presence or absence of rain changes the look of the landscape and even the quality of the air. By the end of the dry season even the air is hazy with dust which affects our sinuses and even our breathing. Keeping the house clean becomes an almost daily event; just a few hours after dusting the furniture there is a fine layer of dust on everything once again. At the end of the dry season I take down all the curtains and sheers throughout the house and wash them to get all the dust out. It usually takes a couple of wash cycles before the water is no longer brown from the dust. Bedding is removed and either washed or taken outside, shaken vigorously and left to hang in the fresh air for the day.
Last night we had quite a storm with lots of loud thunder and lightning flashes. And, at one point, we had some hail mixed in with the rain which makes an interesting sound on the metal roof of our house. We are always so happy when the rains finally arrive after a dry 3-4 months. However, in 2-3 weeks we will be complaining about all the mud and the mess that all of the unpaved roads get in during the rainy season.
Such is the nature of man; the grass is always greener on the other side. For us, it's the greener grass comes but brings with it the muddy roads. However, given a choice, I choose the rain.

Accident

It happens to many missionaries sometime during their ministry; at some point in the many hundreds/thousands of miles they travel they have an accident which involves someone being hurt or killed.
Tim has been traveling most of the past three months; long days driving on dirt roads. This week in a remote village in southwestern Tanzania while traveling with our General Superintendent for the TAG, Tim hit a man on a bicycle. Even though it was unavoidable and not Tim's fault, it was still a traumatic experience.
I won't go into all the details of the incident but the injured man was taken to the local hospital and is recovering from minor injuries. God intervened in many ways that were obvious evidence of His protection and provision.
Tim paid for the man's bicycle repairs, bought him a new cell phone and the local TAG leadership paid for all the man's medical bills. Tim gave the man a gift of money equivalent to about $35 (several months salary for the average Tanzanian) and was released by the local police to continue his journey.
The man's family contacted Tim yesterday and asked him to come back to the village of Mpanda, "they wanted to have Tim's picture taken with the injured man". Of course, the real reason was to tell Tim that they needed more money. The opportunity to get money from a "wealthy foreigner" is a once-in-a-lifetime occurence and they take full advantage when it comes along.
Of course, Tim was innocent of any wrong doing and the man had been generously compensated; however, they knew that Tim would not want to go to court over the issue because he would have to stay in that remote village for an indefinite amount of time while the case was settled.
So, Tim gave them an additional "gift" (amounting to about $70) and they happily settled the matter in front of witnesses.
Also, in the course of the journey, he shredded a tire ($250 to replace) messed up a shock and had to stop and have it temporarily repaired; it will need to be replaced before long (an expensive item as well for the heavy duty shocks we use here).
Still, it could have been so much worse. We thank God for His protection.

Tanga Construction

Tim just returned from a week long trip to the Tanga region of eastern Tanzania; he met a construction team there from the states.

When they arrived they realized that the land was not level; if they put up the buildings on the land as it was the building would be nine feet off the ground on one end! They were on a tight schedule; Tim's team was to put in the foundations and erect the skeleton of the building and another team would be arriving at the end of the week to finish the project.

They needed a bulldozer; that may not sound like a big deal in America but in Tanzania??? Equipment that large is usually connected with a road that is being worked on by a foreign construction company that has been contracted by the Tanzanian government.

It would take days or weeks for the site to be leveled with shovels and manual laborers and would not be ready for the two construction teams from the states.

Tim and the team enlisted the help of the local TAG leadership and they were told of a bulldozer that was owned by a local sisal plantation. They went to speak to the owner and he was willing to let them use his bulldozer to prepare the site.

The owner could have charged the team a huge amount of money to use the back hoe, instead, he didn't charge them anything at all. The man was not a Christian but God used him to meet the need of the construction team.

The back hoe was ancient, but it did the job and the site was leveled and the team finished their work just in time for the arrival of the second team.

God is definitely in the construction business and deals in large equipment.

Mitindo Primary School

Yesterday, we visited the Mitindo Primary School; a government school for the visually impaired located 40 km south of Mwanza.

Our purpose for going there was to begin an outreach ministry to the Albino people of Tanzania; our first focus will be on the Mitindo Primary school. There are 147 children at this particular school; since most Albino's are legally blind 99 of the children are Albino.

It takes special permission from the Regional Commissioner and a little bit of red tape to get permission to visit the school but we finally had our first visit; the privacy and safety of the children is a priority.

We spent time visiting with the staff, touring the school and meeting the children. We took some toys: soccer ball, frisbees, marbles and crayons as well as rice and sugar. Our goal is to be able to build a long-term relationship with the school and eventually earn permission to conduct Christian education classes for the children on a weekly basis. First, however, we must begin our relationship by meeting the needs of the school and the physical needs of the children.

The children wore shy smiles on their pale faces as they looked up at us through squinted eyes shaded by their hands to protect their sensitive eyes from the bright light of the sun. Most have large brown spots/blemishes on their faces, heads and arms indicating the presence of skin disorders including skin cancer. Many of them have sunburned faces and heads due to lack of sunscreen and hats.

They are just normal children underneath their pale skin; but because they are born in Tanzania with Albinism their innocence and childhood has been stolen from them. They must live in a state of uncertainty and fear, in a protected environment from those who would kill them and use their body parts in potions to bring prosperity.

Our goal is to give them the love they deserve and to share the love of Jesus with them; only His peace can take away their fears and uncertainties.

Cookers for the Bible College

Recently, thanks to some generous gifts from some inidividuals and our TZ missionary colleagues, we were able to purchase two new cookers for the Mwanza Bible College.

Our two cooks have been cooking for about 130 people over open charcoal fires; the cost of charcoal took up about 15% of the total food expenditures.

The new cookers use wood instead of charcoal and are energy efficient; they are insulated in such a way that it takes far less wood to cook the food and the food takes less time to cook.

Our cooks are thrilled with the new cookers and the Business Manager is happy to be able to put more money towards providing food for the students.

The picture above shows the old way of cooking, using the open charcoal fire. The picture below shows the new cookers that are much more cost and energy efficient.

To Drive or Not to Drive

As Assembly of God Missionaries, we are given a wonderful sturdy vehicle - a Toyota Land Cruiser - which is invaluable to us as we cover the vast western region of Tanzania. Tim has been making good use of it lately; he was away from home traveling 25 days in the month of August and every day so far in September.
The problem is, however, that I get left stranded while he is gone. I can either take a taxi everywhere I go or catch a ride with a neighbor. The problem with taxi's is that they are sometimes like a "ride on the wild side" and they don't understand an American's sense of "being on time". If you say "1:00" to them that means "before 2:00".
However, for the last week I have had the use of another missionary's car; she flew to Arusha for two weeks and graciously left me her car to use in her absence.
I forgot what a wonderful thing it is to have a car! I can go to the grocery store, the market (for fresh fruits and veggies), the Bible College to teach my classes, to the bank for more money when I have granted to many loans to workers and friends, etc.
There is something comforting in picking up a set of car keys and getting behind the wheel of a car.
I am grateful for the blessing of having my own car-even if it is only for two weeks.

Albino

The ABC show, 20/20, aired a show last week about the plight of Albinos in Tanzania. These people are hunted down and killed or mutilated so that witch doctors can use their body parts to make special potions that are believed to bring wealth and success.
The Albinos often move to the cities where they are safer than they are in the villages; about 50 were killed or maimed last year.
Joyce has been burdened for these people since the first of the year and we have began to gather information, make contacts, and had spoken to our missionary team here in Tanzania about beginning an outreach ministry to the Albinos.
We live in Mwanza and the largest population of Albinos live in this region and most of the attacks against the Albinos take place in our region.
There is a primary school just outside Mwanza where about 130 children live and are educated; most of these children are Albinos. These children have many practical needs such as clothing, personal hygiene products, school supplies and bedding. They also need, due to their Albinism, wide-brimmed hats, sunscreen, learning equipment for the blind since most are legally blind and sun glasses. They have emotional needs since many of them are separated from their families, isolated from the rest of the world and live in constant fear.
They have spiritual needs, most of them are brought up in pagan beliefs and superstition. They need to learn about a God who loves them, will provide for them and will protect them; he can set them free from their fears.
The show aired by ABC's 20/20 has brought the problems facing the Albino people of Tanzania into the homes of Americans. Many of you are responding by contacting the A/G World Missions Department to ask how you can help; they are setting up a special account to receive donations. If you want to send a donation to help minister to the needs of the children in this Primary school, you can send your donation to Tim & Joyce Jarvis c/0 AGWM 1445 Boonville Ave. Springfield MO 65802 (Account #221146) and designate it for the "Tanzania Albino Ministry".
We will keep you posted as we continue to develop this outreach ministry to the Albino people of western Tanzania.

One of "Those" Days

There are wonderful days in ministry no matter where you live and then there are days of frustration that the only thing good that can be said about them is that you survived and the day is over.
Those days in Tanzania can be further complicated by cultural issues; it's usually not the big things that get to you but an accumulation of many small insignificant things.
This week, for instance, was one of those times. There has been almost no water pressure due to a broken pump at the city water plant; it may be weeks or months before they decide to fix it. So, day after day you take showers under tiny trickles of water, spend all day doing a couple of loads of laundry because it takes a couple of hours for the tub to fill and wait "forever" to get enough water to do dishes.
Add to that the tapping at the gate that signifies there is someone there so you walk all the way down the drive to discover it's someone you don't know wanting money or it's someone wanting your worker who isn't even working that day because he has malaria, again. This event occurs numerous times throughout the day.
Since the worker is out sick for several days you get to cook the stinky dog food in your kitchen instead of it being cooked outside.
The watch dogs have decided to find every hole in the ancient fence around your property and escape nightly; as soon as you fix that hole they make another one.
You go to market and because of the dry season the vegetables and fruit are not as plentiful and not as nice as you would like.
You are in the middle of watching the one show that you sometimes have the time to watch on TV and the power goes off so you miss the ending.
You pick up a package at the post office to find that the contents are missing for the second time this year and you fill out a form that you know will accomplish nothing.
You are baking something and the power goes off, you find bugs in your flour and the ants get into the sugar container because the lid wasn't on tight.
You are trying to get ready for the next bible college term and your notes have somehow disappeared and you spend half a day looking for them.
It's the week of Ramadan (Muslim holiday) so the loud speakers go night and day almost with the off key singing/chanting that accompanies the holiday.
You have your third set of unexpected Tanzanian guests arrive to visit you that day and you must stop what you are doing and serve refreshments and struggle to follow and contribute to the conversation in Swahili.
You drop a can of vegetables on your toe and it throbs for the rest of the day and turns black.
Your husband is on another long safari (trip) so you are "home alone" with no vehicle to drive and so you get a little stir crazy.
However, these types of things are part of life no matter where you live and the fact that these times are mixed in with times of fulfilling ministry, great accomplishments, being involved in changing peoples lives with the Gospel message and spending time with wonderful people from your host country make the bad days bearable.
When you weigh the good and bad days and they are placed on the scale; you will find that the good days far outweigh the bad and the good days make the bad days bearable.
Today is a good day; Tim is returning from a long safari, the water pressure is great and I just finished a batch of Chocolate Cappuccino muffins which are ready to sample.
It's a good day.

They have returned bearing gifts

Tim, the General Supt of the TAG (Mtokambali), his wife and the National Children's Director (Paul Meivukie) returned yesterday evening. They arrived later than planned due to the fact that this is Africa and nothing goes according to plan and few things stay on schedule.

We had thirty minutes to have supper, sort luggage and get the Mtokambali's to the airport. We made it!!!

Tim and the team traveled to some very remote areas over rutted dirt roads; flying over the potholes and in a cloud of billowing dust as they tried to maintain their tight schedule. Everyone buckled their seat belts and held on and Mama Mtokambali could be heard praying at times from the back seat. Tim doesn't like to travel that way but he did not set the schedule.

Everywhere they went they were greeted with celebration and showered with gifts. Most of the sections they traveled to have never been visited by a General Superintendent, National Department Director or a missionary; to have all three at one time is a once in a lifetime occurrence for these pastors/churches/leaders.

They literally returned with the Land Cruiser filled to bursting with gifts of all kinds and even had some tied on top of the vehicle. There were three piles; one for the Mtokambali's, one for Paul and one for Tim.

There were wood carvings, bolt after bolt of material, honey, woven mats, bags of peanuts and even bags of Dagaa(minnow sized sun dried fish). Many gave what was indigenous or produced in their areas.

Everything: gifts, luggage, Land Cruiser and even the travelers were covered and imbedded with dust. It is the end of the dry season and so very dry and windy.

There are a few days of rest before they are on the road again.

August travels

Tim is going to be traveling 3 of the 4 weeks in August; right now he is on a 13 day trip to the sections in our five western districts. He is part of a team that includes the General Superintendent of the Tanzania Assemblies of God (TAG) and his wife, the National Director for Children's Ministries and himself.
Their goal is to travel to as many of the sections in these districts as possible; they are traveling to 2-3 sections each day.
Their day begins at sunrise and they go all day preaching, teaching and traveling their way around the western part of Tanzania. They eat a late supper, usually the only meal they have that day, and fall into bed exhausted each night. They start the process over the next day.
They will return here on Thursday this week and Tim will have 3 days to rest, take care of as much business as he can while he is home and prepare for the 9 hour trip to Dodoma to meet with a team from the Southern Missouri District on Tuesday the 17th. This team is coming to hold a conference to launch Men's Ministries here in Tanzania.
The team departs from Mwanza on the 25th of this month and the General Superintendent, Mtokambali and his team will return on August 30; they will be here until September 9.
As we look ahead at September and October there seems to be a lot of travel scheduled for those two months as well.
Such is the life of a missionary.

Baking Day

Yesterday was an experiment in baking.
Lisa, the young missionary lady renting our guest house, came up yesterday morning and we made homemade waffles for breakfast. These were so good that we decided to mix up another batch and we made these with apples and cinnamon. This batch was packaged and put in the freezer for "frozen waffles" for the future; the missionary version of "Eggo" frozen waffles.
After cleaning up the waffle mess we moved on to our first attempt at making Bagels; these turned out fairly well. In the states they may have received a "6" on a 1-10 scale rating system. However, here in Mwanza Tanzania and half way through a four year term they received an "8" rating. The longer you go without something the less critical you become about the way it "should" look and taste. Again, these were divided up between us and most were frozen to pull out and enjoy later.
Our last effort for the morning was to make a batch of yeast raised glazed donuts. These again received a rating of "8" on the "1-10" scale.
OK, they weren't "Krispy Creme" quality but they sure tasted good with a cup of good Tanzanian coffee.
Lisa and I decided the mess we made and had to clean up in the kitchen was definitely worth it! Who knows what "make from scratch" challenges we will attempt next.
Blessings.

Ordination Service

On Thursday morning of the Tanzania Assemblies of God (TAG) General Council, there was another first.

The President of Tanzania, Kikwete, accepted the invitation to visit and address our pastors and leadership for the first time.

It was a momentous occasion; the president's personal security forces accompanied by specially trained dogs arrived to go over every inch of the platform and auditorium. His special chair arrived and was placed in the place of honor on the platform. Details and protocol were worked out in advance and the TAG leadership carefully explained matters of security and protocol to those of us gathered in the auditorium.

Our guest speaker stood and spoke prior to the arrival of the president and he did something that was inspired and helped us all to re-align our priorities as they should be.

He stood, looking at the door that the president would step through when he arrived and began to announce in a loud voice as his arm swept towards the closed door, the arrival of the TRUE guest of honor for the day. He began by saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce to you our special guest for the day..." He then began to speak the titles and names that are connected to King Jesus..."King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Lamb of God, the Alpha and Omega..."

On he went as the auditorium erupted in stomping feet, clapping hands, cheering and shouts of praise. It was a wonderful moment.

When President Kikwete finally arrived he was greeted with the proper amount of respect and honor due to him as our president and we were honored to have him address our assembly for a few minutes and have our picture taken with him later.

However, King Jesus received the greater welcome from those of us gathered in the auditorium long before President Kikwete ever arrived.

All Hail King Jesus!

Missionary to a Foreign Land

During this past week at the Tanzania Assemblies of God (TAG) General Council, there were a number of "firsts" that took place.

One of those was the Commissioning service for Foreign Missionaries; not those of us from America who have come to Tanzania but those from Tanzania who are being sent to other countries.

There were four couples who were commissioned that night and it was an incredible event for those of us who are missionaries from America. Two of these four couples are being sent to the country of Madagascar and the other two are possibly going to one of those countries that are difficult for Americans to gain access to and move about freely.

After these new missionaries were commissioned and prayed for, we American missionaries felt compelled to wait at the bottom of the steps as they left the platform and shake their hands and encourage them.

These Tanzanian missionaries that are being sent out will not have all the benefits that we Americans have, such as STL, LFTL, BGMC, medical insurance, retirement benefits, etc. They are more like those first disciples in the New Testament who were sent out two by two into the world. Although they will have some funds provided for them, much of their missionary calling will be done in true faith; believing without seeing that God will provide for them.

Kudos to our Tanzanian missionary brothers and sisters!

July?????

Wow, how did that happen?
We find ourselves in the middle of July and I have not posted any blogs for this month. We've been so busy that we would not have even remembered the 4th of July celebrations in America if our daughter had not emailed us some pictures of a fireworks display from her iphone. I do love those firework displays for the 4th.
Actually, the explanation is fairly simple; we have been gone for 10 days to Dodoma, Tanzania for our Tanzania Assemblies of God (TAG) General Council which meets every two years. The days prior to that were trying to prepare for our departure and taking care of an almost unending amount of time consuming "stuff".
This is the first year it has been held outside of Dar Es Salaam; Dodoma is only about a 9 hour drive for us whereas Dar Es Salaam is about a 14-15 hour drive requiring us to break it up into two days since it is not recommended for us to travel at night.
It was an awesome Council this year with over 2,500 pastors attending the council in the new University of Dodoma Udome.
There were a number of firsts for the Council this year so I will be sharing that information with you over the next few days.
Richard Dubose, General Superintendent for the North Texas District, was our Council speaker this year and he did an incredible job. He was definitely lead by the Spirit as he spoke to us each morning and evening from the Word of God with deep things that our pastors and leaders needed to hear. We, the missionary body, were also ministered to through his messages.
We arrived home on Saturday evening tired and glad to be home in our own beds! However, the 10 days spent in Dodoma were a blessing to us.
I will share more with you in the next day or two and include some pictures as well.
Be blessed.
Tim and Joyce

Small beginnings

On a recent trip to the District of Tabora, Tim traveled with several other missionaries visiting a number of churches in that region.

In comparison to churches in the states, congregations and church buildings would generally be considered small. However, one of the churches they visited is considered small even by Tanzanian standards.

This tiny little church building can probably hold 15 people and it is full each Sunday; it is about two years old and in an area that is very resistant to the Gospel. The typical Tanzanian church building can hold about 3 times as many people as it could if it were in the states.

Tanzanians don't have a problem with having "their personal space" invaded by others; they pack themselves in like sardines. A common saying here is "there is always room for one more" and they prove it in their buildings and public transport.

Shinyanga District

We just returned from a three day trip to the District of Shinyanga; our goal is to visit each of our five districts and begin to build relationships, assess needs and partner with them to reach their goals for the Decade of Harvest. This was the third of our three districts with two remaining; it was a fairly easy 4 hour drive since the roads are paved.

The District of Shinyanga is home to the Wasukuma tribe; this tribe is the largest in Tanzania and is still mostly unreached and steeped in Paganism and witchcraft.

We visited ten churches while there in an effort to encourage the leadership in the district as well as individual pastors. Churches here are mostly in temporary structures with few members. The largest denomination in this region is the Catholic church; their churches are very large and extravagant. Their leaders own nice homes and cars. The TAG churches struggle to find their place in this region and are ridiculed and rejected because their churches are mostly inadequate structures and the pastors are poor and struggling.

The majority of the pastors have not been to Bible College; we will return to the District to teach courses in Evangelism, Missions, Spiritual Leadership and on the Holy Spirit. Our prayer is that by working together we will be able to break the hold that Satan has over this region.

Received with Joy

Tim just returned from a trip to the region of Tabora in western Tanzania; he was accompanied by four other missionaries and the District Superintendent of Tabora, Sadok. They traveled throughout the region; visiting pastors and churches, and encouraging them in their efforts to win the lost in their region.

They were received with great joy and celebration as they traveled around and every place they stopped wanted to prepare a meal for them. They ate enough plates of rice and other foods to feed a small army.

Tanzanians are very gracious and hospitable and providing a meal for their guests is considered an honor for them even if it takes food away from their own families.

Here is a picture of the people celebrating Tim and the team's arrival and the inside of the church decorated with small brightly colored squares of cloth.

Mama Malula's story

Recently, I have been interviewing women students at the Mwanza Bible College as part of the process to obtain some scholarships for them from stateside donors. I thought I would share some of their stories with you.

Tanzanians, generally, are very reluctant to talk about themselves. It is sometimes like pulling the proverbial teeth to get information about their past lives and experiences. The women seem particularly reticent to reveal a lot about their pasts.

I have been amazed at the stories that come out of these interviews. Last week I interviewed two ladies; Mama Malula was abandoned by her birth mother and she and her twin were raised by their Grandfather. They lived in the village and because it was just the three of them and her Grandfather was very old, they often went without food.

Mama Malula was saved when she was fifteen; one day at school she heard a man's voice singing praise and worship songs to God and she and some of her classmates followed the sound of his voice. When they found him outside his home he offered to pray for those who were sick; when many were healed instantly the students accepted his invitation to accept Jesus as Savior. The students were beaten, starved and threatened by their teachers and families and all but three of them turned back to Islam. Mama Malula was one of the three who refused to abandon her new faith. Today she is married with four children and she and her husband pastor a small church.

Kagera

We just returned from a four day trip to the Kagera Region of western Tanzania; this involves taking the all night ferry back and forth. The ferry trip in itself is a wonderful cultural experience; both with positive and negative aspects. The actual journey is enjoyable but the loading and unloading process with hundreds of other passengers and tons of cargo all vying for the same space at the same time is rather chaotic and unorganized.
In Kagera we met with the leaders from the District to discuss the needs of each section and how we could partner with them in the areas of teaching/training leadership and pastors as well as provide some funds and/or teams to help in specific areas of need.
The Kagera region has a high incidence of Aids (7-8% of the population) and a large orphan population; 21% of the total population. According to World Vision, the criteria for being classified as an orphan is being under the age of 18 and both parents are deceased with no other family to take them in. Most of the orphans have lost their parents to Aids.
We also visited 10 churches in the region that are church plants started within the last two years. We visited with the pastors and their families and encouraged them in the work they are doing. They live and minister in difficult areas with little or no pay; living on food from their own gardens, food gifts from the people of the church and the little money that is brought in by selling crops such as bananas and coffee beans. Half of the churches we visited were meeting in temporary church structures made from wooden poles with cloth, grass or plastic walls and roofs were made of straw. The floors were covered with what they called "Tanzanian carpet" which was dried grass. Two of the temporary buildings were partially collapsed on one side but they were still meeting in them until they could finish their new churches which are made from handmade brick with metal roofs.
And yet, without exception, they greeted us with smiles and were joyful and hopeful in their attitudes and conversation. We prayed a prayer of blessing over each church, home and family before we left.
We also visited 3 orphanages that are being built by the local TAG churches; each one will house 56 orphans when finished.
It was a good visit and we look forward to our next trip to the Kagera region.

Jesca K

Recently, I have been interviewing some of the female students at the Bible College for scholarship applications. It was amazing to hear some of their stories and humbling to hear their tales of pain and difficulty. From time to time, I want to share a few sentences about the lives that some of them have lived.

Jesca was raised in a non-Christian home and as a young girl went to live with her brother because her family was poor and could not care for her. Her brother's wife beat her severely when her husband was away at work, refused to give her much food to eat and finally drove Jesca out of their home and into the streets. Jesca lived on the streets as a young teen girl and slept wherever she could find a place to lay down; often outside on the ground. One night, Jesca was severely beaten by some thieves when they found her sleeping outside as they went through the neighborhood. She was found and taken to the home of a local pastor where she was cared for by the pastor and his family. Because of the love she was shown in their home Jesca eventually became a Christian.

Today, she is a pastor's wife and has 3 small children; she desires to help her husband in the area of Evangelism when she graduates Bible College.

Celery

Normally, celery does not really rank high on my list of "things I really miss" while living here in Africa. I use it to make dressing during the holidays, in Waldorf salad and occasionally spread with either peanut butter or cream cheese.
However, the old adage about only missing something when you can't have it comes into play when you live in Africa.
In our years here in Tanzania we have never seen celery - until now. Tim came home from the market the other day with a look on his face that told me he had found a "treasure" at the market.
He opened the plastic bag and pulled a limp, dirty, underdeveloped stalk of celery. If the same stalk had been in my refrigerator in the states I would have thrown it away. Here in Tanzania it was considered quite the find.
I carefully cleaned it and began to try and decide how I wanted to use this precious stalk of celery as they cleaned stalks waited in cold water.
I chopped some of it and put it in the freezer anticipating the next time I would need it for dressing or some other recipe.
The rest was used in a Waldorf salad for the Mwanza Missionary potluck that very evening. It was quite the hit even though I had to use pecans from my freezer in place of walnuts. The bowl was scraped clean and the celery was enjoyed by everyone.
Tim will be keeping his eyes open for other treasures that pop up at the market from time to time.

The Invasion

Tis the season for "Siafu"; this is the name given to the large biting ants we have here in East Africa. Normally, we don't see too many of them, just the occasional line as they move from location to location.
However, they have been everywhere on our property in the past week moving in huge writhing masses across the ground and walls. There are literally thousands of them, sometimes the lines of moving ants can be almost a foot wide and several layers deep as they travel. Tim has gone through large amounts of spray that he mixes and sprays on their mounds and around the house to keep them outside.
Monday night, Lisa, the renter for our guest house came to the door and they had invaded her house; moving in a mass down her wall from the attic. They don't detour around anything but crawl over whatever is in their path. Tim went down with the sprayer and spent two hours spraying inside and outside the house. Of course, these are biting ants and they move quickly so he had to take a number of breaks when they got inside his clothes and began biting.
Yesterday was one of those days "NOT" spent doing ministry. In addition to spraying the ant army we had a broken water line outside the house that he had to repair.
To top of the day, he killed two green mamba snakes, one in the guest house and one in our house. The day before he killed one outside the guest house; the rainy seasons don't just bring the rain. The trees, grasses and crops spring to life as does many things in the animal kingdom.
Today is a new day and we never know what the day will bring; it keeps life interesting.

Isak's TukTuk

Our friend, Isak, is finally the proud owner of a new red Tuk Tuk. As you can see in the picture, it's a motorcycle type vehicle that has room to haul passengers.

Isak has been crippled since his youth from polio and doesn't have the use of his legs. When we first met Isak in 1999, he was walking all the way from his home at the top of a steep hill near us into town using his hands as his feet. He was always smiling and pleasant even though it must have taken him over an hour to make the trip into town to work at his small sidewalk shoe repair business. He has a wife and three children that he must provide for.

When we returned this time, Isak had been given a hand pedaled tricycle that made his journey into town easier. He keeps it stored at our home because the hill up to his home is almost straight up and even taxi's and most motorcycles don't attempt the steep road.

Thanks to several years of saving on his part and the generous gifts of several of our friends and family; Isak's dream of owning his TukTuk has finally come true. With this vehicle, he is going to start a taxi service which should help him provide for his family and allow his children to attend school.

Isak is a wonderful example of someone who chooses "joy" even in the midst of poverty, pain and hardship. He's one of my "wake up calls" whenever I decide to feel sorry for myself. JOY is a choice and has nothing to do with circumstances.

Children's Training Seminar

This week we had missionaries Mike & Kari Ness and Phil Malcomb as guests in our home for about 10 days. They were in Mwanza for a regional Children's Workers training seminar which was held at the Mwanza Bible College. Children's workers from 6 districts were represented with a total of 52 in attendance.

It was an intense week of training for Children's Directors from various sections throughout the districts as well as Children's pastors. They were trained in all aspects of Children's ministries with a lot of hands-on practice; the week culminated with them going to many of the local churches on Sunday to minister in their children's services. Sunday afternoon they held an outdoor Children's Crusade at one of the churches located near the Bible College.

During the seminar, I taught a couple of classes which I thoroughly enjoyed. Today, Monday, is the final day with a special lunch and graduation ceremonies. Lots of fun but lots of work as well.

Distinctive Vehicles

How do you spot an Assemblies of God missionary gathering? You look for the group of White Toyota Land Cruisers!

Speed The Light is the Youth branch of the Assemblies of God World Missions Department; among other things, one of their contributions to Missions is to provide the means of transportation needed by our missionaries around the world. This can be in the form of cars, trucks, boats, motorcycles, bicycles and even camels if that is the only means of transportation available or feasible.

In Tanzania, we have used the Toyota Land Cruiser for a number of years now and it has served us well. We all have stories of being stuck in mud and "winching" ourselves out or plowing through high water with our Land Cruisers. When we travel the remote areas of Tanzania we have always felt confident that our Land Cruisers, with all the extra equipment needed for the various situations we find ourselves in, will get us safely where we need to go and back home again.

Unfortunately, due to the high tax/duties they have placed on bringing this particular vehicle into Tanzania we are being forced to switch to another vehicle. We have several Nissan Patrols on order for our newest missionaries.

The picture you see above of only Land Cruisers will probably be the last time this sight will be seen as an identifying factor to locate where the TZ missionaries are gathered for their Mission's meetings.

Change is never easy even when necessary.

"No"

"No" is a difficult word to say in a lot of situations but it is even more difficult as a missionary in an impoverished nation. And yet, if we did not master the ability to say "No" we would soon be without funds to function here and would need to return home.
We are bombarded on an almost daily basis with requests for assistance from Pastors, Teachers, neighbors and other Tanzanians. What makes it even more difficult is that most of the requests we get for financial help are valid and real.
Today is Wednesday and just since Monday we have had these requests:

• Pastor M needs a new tire for his motorcycle so he can visit his church plants in the villages: $40 for the new tire
• A crippled Christian neighbor has finally been able to purchase a special motorized vehicle that he has been saving for and the owner has allowed him to take it even though he still owes some money: $350 is owed and 1/2 must be paid this week or they will repossess it.
• A worker needs to pay school fees for his child and he already owes us for another loan which exceeds $100: he needs $30
• Another worker wants to put windows in the small home he has with screen to protect from mosquitoes: $80 for frames and screens only - no glass
• A number of street children ask for money when we go into town. Several blind people also tap on the window with hands extended for help.

In all of the above situations we have helped each of the people mentioned on more than one occasion; but we cannot help them every time. When the Bible School starts we will be given a list of those who cannot pay their school fees.

When to give and when not to give; always a difficult decision to make and one we don't make lightly but prayerfully.

There and Back

We returned yesterday from a week long trip across country from Mwanza to Dar Es Salaam on the east coast of Tanzania.
We left from Mwanza on the 5th with another missionary young lady, Lisa, to travel to Dar. We had two Tanzanians with us, Mabesa, a single lady teacher from the Bible College and Salome, the teenage daughter of one of the other teachers. The trip across takes two days so we arrived in Dar on Tuesday evening. After dropping off our three passengers at their destinations we drove to the home of our missionary hosts.
All of the other TZ missionary families were present for the 3 day TZ missionary meeting. During these meetings we take care of necessary business, make plans for future events/ministry, spend time listening to ministry/family reports from our colleagues and spend some relationship building time together. It was a very busy three days; there are 12 missionary units on our field now so it can get a little chaotic but everyone enjoys the opportunity to see our team mates and the children love the time they spend with their "cousins".
We have single men and women, married families with small children, couples with grown children and a couple who are actually past retirement age; the common denominator is a deep love for Tanzania and it's people and a desire to see the people of Tanzania reached with the Gospel. The way that we accomplish our part of this process is as diverse as we ourselves are but it all fits together under one main goal; to reach the lost of Tanzania.
We arrived back in Mwanza Sunday evening very tired and ready for a day or two of rest after four days of travel and 3 full days of meetings...oops, we have guests arriving first thing Monday morning!(today)
So, we are up and running to get groceries purchased, the house in order and guest rooms ready...such is the life of a missionary!

Pasaka Njema - Happy Easter

This is Easter week; I say Easter week because the Christians start celebrating early in the week rather than wait until Easter Sunday.
Most of our churches started at least on Wednesday with fasting and prayers for the rest of the week until Easter Sunday.
Our house is located on a hill and unfortunately we are the recipients of all the various sounds that are projected through sound systems that are turned to full blast in not only a number of churches but also several of the local bars. There are no noise restrictions in Mwanza so everyone can make as much noise as they want for as long as they want; and they do.
So, since Friday, there have been non-stop church services with choirs and preaching; all projected at the highest volume possible through large sound systems. The music has been mostly good so it hasn't been too bad except at night when the bars crank their systems up and then we have a mixture of the good and the bad; each trying to be heard over the other.
As with Christmas, there is nothing of the commercial about this religious holiday. We saw no Easter bunnies, Easter candy, Easter Egg hunts, Easter decorations or any of the other things that are part of the American celebration of Easter.
Instead, they celebrate the Risen Savior with great joy and enthusiasm; singing many of the same songs that we associate with Easter.
Yesterday, KVCC, our largest TAG church in Mwanza, showed the film "The Passion" that we had loaned them. The pastor told us today at church that the church was packed yesterday with mostly unsaved people to watch the film; at the end of the film almost the entire church stood for salvation!
That's what Easter is all about; the reconciliation of the lost to their Heavenly Father through the sacrificial death of Jesus. Because Jesus died and rose again, we too have eternal life. PTL.

Those Unexpected Happenings

It's those unexpected happenings that keep you on your toes. The first day that the team from Turning Point Church in Kansas City arrived last week, we had a Green Mamba get into the house. He decided to go into the door facing and has not been found since; we choose to assume that he died. We assume this because Tim almost emptied a can of "Doom" bug spray into the are of the door frame he went into and we have not seen him/her since then.
Later, when Tim and I checked the house before turning in for the night after our guests were in bed, we found a baby cobra in the living room. Thank goodness we had more "Doom" and Tim still had his strong "stomping" shoes on! Sorry, team, we didn't tell you about that one!
It's only the third time we've seen a green mamba in the past year and a half and the second time for the baby cobra. Of course, they would both show up on the same day; I suppose it was kind of a "Welcome to Africa" sort of thing.
The next night, the guard came to the door to let us know that our male Rottweiler, Jeffie, had escaped under the fence and was fighting with a pack of dogs. This was about midnight and we had just gotten ready for bed. Tim went out and he and Charles chased Jeffie around for almost 2 hours before giving up and coming home. Jeffie returned later that morning with not a scratch on him to show for his battle with the other dogs.
Later in the week, on two separate nights our female dog, Gin, killed two of the neighbors chickens who wandered into our yard. Our worker assured us that we did not have to pay for the expired chickens because the neighbors had been warned numerous times about the wandering chickens. In addition, the front toilet decided to malfunction on several occasions.
These are just some of the highlights; sometimes we have a busy and eventful day even before we have breakfast!!! Maybe if we would eat breakfast earlier.....
There were lots of "unexpected happenings" and "last minute" changes and adaptations while the team was here; wonderful lessons in flexibility for all of us. The team, by the way, handled these changes and interruptions with great grace and flexibility.
All in all, it's been a normal week sprinkled with a few unexpected happenings to keep us alert and on our toes.

Ministry Team

We have just finished a very busy week; we had a ministry team from Turning Point in Kansas City, MO with us to paint buildings at the Bible College and to do children's ministry on Saturday and Sunday.

We managed to house all 10 members of the team in our home (except for the 3 men in the bunkhouse). It was crazy, hectic, fun, tiring, exciting, rewarding, and a lot of other things all rolled into one action packed four days. Two days, Thursday and Friday, were spent painting at the Bible College. The dining hall looks wonderful after having a fresh paint job inside and out; the doors all around the main building were painted as well as the sitting room of the Principal's home. This team was fast and efficient and they amazed us and the Bible School faculty; you could tell they have done this before.

Saturday and Sunday were spent doing children's ministry; we spent Saturday in Nyakato with 300 children from the ages of 3-14 and Sunday we were in the village of Ukiriguru where we ministered to the children during Sunday school and children's church. One of the team members taught the adult Sunday school class and another team member preached during the morning service. The team brought gifts to hand out to every child at both locations and blessed our pastors and Bible College faculty as well with gifts.

On Monday, we all took a safari into the Serengeti Game Park for some much needed R & R; we were blessed to see a lot of animals and we had a good time together.

The team flew out today to return to the states, however, their lives are forever changed because they came to Tanzania. They touched the lives of hundreds of children and blessed the Bible College, the students and the faculty in the four days they were here. In return, they were blessed by the Tanzanian people they met and left with a greater appreciation for the benefits and comforts they have waiting for them in the states.

They were definitely a joy to work with and they blessed us with their generosity, flexibility and cooperation as well as their tender hearts and love for the Tanzanian people.

You shouldn't be a missionary if...

You shouldn't be a missionary if:
1. You are easily frightened.
2. you won't eat something you can't identify.
3. you can't live without certain foods.
4. you have an aversion to creepy crawly things.
5. you can't adjust quickly to new situations.
6. you are afraid of change.
7. you have trouble saying "Goodbye".
8. you don't like being stared at or standing out in a crowd.
9. you can't imagine driving for hours on dirt roads.
10. you need to spend time with family on a regular basis.
11. your wardrobe must be up to date and in style.
12. you don't want to be laughed at.
13. things that don't work drive you crazy.
14. people annoy you.
15. waiting in long lines for hours is one of your pet peeves.
16. you can't imagine a world without Walmart.
17. fast food is your favorite food.
18. you panic when the lights go out.
19. you think your way is the only way.
20. you think everyone should speak English!

Being a missionary is not for the faint hearted, close minded, weak in the knees, weak in the faith, resistant to change, easily overwhelmed person. It is, however, for the person who feels called by God to go to unknown places to be with unknown people with unknown customs who speak an unknown language and yet they need to know a Savior who is unknown to them.

Month of Guests

Wow, I can't believe it is March 12 already and I have not updated our website for almost two weeks. My apologies to those faithful few who check for updates regularly.
We have had guests almost every day this month; the first week we had the leaders from the TAG National Education Department visiting our Mwanza Bible College. They were here from Monday - Thursday; it was good to have them in our home so that we could get to know them better.
This week we have Michael and Tiffany Richardson staying with us; they are our newest team members and are attending Language school in nearby Musoma. They have a week break from school and are staying with us for the week. It's nice to have them here; they are the age of our daughters and we get to dust off our parenting skills and pretend we have college kids in our home once again. Michael and Tiffany are very gracious and tolerant of us. They are helping us prepare for the team arriving next Wednesday from Kansas City, MO.
This team will be doing some painting at the Bible College and then Saturday and Sunday we will go out into a couple of villages and do Children's ministry. Tiffany is helping me prepare crafts for about 350 children from the ages of 3-13; this involves a lot of writing, cutting, glueing, typing, hole punching, string tying... well, you get the picture.
Michael is helping Tim take care of preparing enough beds(yesterday they welded metal legs on metal frames), buying supplies, locating a small bus/van to rent, arranging for meetings, lining up activities, making contacts and a multitude of other tasks that are necessary when hosting a team.
In addition we have the usual day to day things that must be dealt with both here and at the Mwanza Bible College.
And, since I have a list of things to accomplish today I'd better close for now and get busy!

Spiritual Emphasis Week

Last week was Spiritual Emphasis Week at the Mwanza Bible College. Rob Shipley, missionary from Uganda, was our guest speaker for the week.

We had chapel services in the mornings with the students and the church people were invited to join us for the evening services. Rob was a real blessing to our students as he encouraged us to be leaders who are led by the Spirit and who preach and teach the whole Word of God. Rob gave them much to "chew" on from the scriptures; some of it was contrary to to their culture and will take time to "swallow" and "digest".

Whenever you ask, "If anyone has a need, please come to the front for special prayer" you can usually expect almost 100% of the students to come forward. They have serious needs and the only source they have to receive answers is through prayer to God and his provision.

On the last evening we had those students and church members who wanted to be filled with the Baptism of the Holy Spirit or refilled with the Spirit to come forward and probably 90% of the people came forward.

We had many refilled with the Holy Spirit and several church people who received the Baptism in the Holy Spirit for the first time. We had one woman who came forward and was demon possessed and she was set free after being prayed for by some of the women in the church.

We praise the Lord for his blessings on our Spiritual Emphasis Week.

Children - #2

Yesterday we spent the day at a small church outside of Mwanza in Nyakato; I wrote about this church in my last blog. However, Tim and I spent the day and observed as they touched the lives of over 300 children in their community. They do this every Saturday and they have children coming from all faiths and some with no religious affiliation at all; Muslims, Roman Catholics, Animists, and others. Their parents send them because they receive a hearty lunch, medical assistance for minor ailments and tutoring for those who are struggling in school. They are aware that the children also receive teaching in the Christian faith; however, to these families the benefits out weigh the dangers.

We watch as the staff spend their day touching the lives of these little ones with the love of Jesus. The pastor moves among them throughout the day giving a pat or a hug and calling most of them by name; the children are flourishing under the love of this pastor and his church.

Children

Last Sunday, Tim and I went to a church on the edge of Mwanza; Nyakato Assembly of God. The pastor and his wife are friends of ours and the church runs about 100-125 adults.
They have a Saturday Children's program that is amazing considering the size of the church; every Saturday they have about 300 children from the community crowd onto their property for a full day of activity.
The children are read to from the Bible, they are taught stories and have specialized activities geared to their individual ages and each one of them are fed lunch. All of these children's are either orphans or are living in poverty; the meal they receive will probably be the only one they get that day.
They have teachers who sit with those who need to learn to read and write or who are struggling in school and need some individual tutoring. They sometimes have nurses or medical personnel who are able to give minor medical assistance or treatment.
They are a small church doing something to alleviate the suffering of the needy children in their community; they receive some assistance with food costs but contribute heavily to the program themselves. When they started the program they had about 50 children coming but they continue to grow year after year.
On Sunday I looked around at the children seated in the church and could tell that they were welcome there. It doesn't seem to matter to this church that these little ones cannot contribute to the financial stability of the church or make any great contributions to the church.
They love them and welcome them because Jesus loved them and welcomed them.

Exciting Week

Some days pass with little change and one day can blend into another; however, sometimes you have special days that stand out. It's always preferable that they are memorable because something great happened or special guests came.
We have had an exciting week; some good things happened that made it a good week. We had our Tanzanian friends, Geoffrey and Christine Lugwisha over for supper and we hosted the monthly Missionary Potluck with all missionaries in the Mwanza area invited regardless of what denomination they are with. We had about 35 people last night and we had a great time.
We did have a couple of things happen that reminded us of God's protection. Earlier this week our neighbor down the road from us had armed thieves come onto their property and attempt to rob them. They didn't get anything from them but they did do bodily injury to the man who lived there and he had to have some stitches in his head.
Then, last night, after almost everyone had left following the potluck we began to smell smoke. In a few minutes the lights went out and there was smoke building up in the house. The smoke was toxic and our throats and eyes were burning as we searched for the source of the fire. Tim's five years as a fireman helped him locate the source of the fire; it was our electrical stabilizer box in the laundry room. He was able to bypass it and restore electricity and eventually the smoke and most of the toxic fumes were cleared from the house. A new stabilizer will cost around $400 but it could have been much worse. We thank God for his protection over us and our home.

Elin (Eileen)

This is a picture of Elin; she is the 19 month old daughter of our night watchman, Charles.

About two weeks ago Elin tripped near the open fire in their one room house; a large pot of water was boiling on the fire. As Elin fell, the boiling water sloshed out onto her body; she was badly burned as you can see in the picture.

When Charles arrived at our home on Saturday evening he told me about Elin's accident the night before. I asked him if she had been taken to the Doctor; he looked at me sadly and said "no". They had taken the jar of honey I had given them a few days before, mixed it with flour and smoothed it on her burns; it was all they had. Tim was gone on a twelve day ministry trip so I had no transportation.

Charles and his family are a typical Tanzanian family; they live in a world where there is no government assistance of any kind. He has no bank account or savings account. His expenses exceed his income each month even though we pay him more than the salary required by law; he has to make difficult choices. Many times he doesn't eat so that his family will have food; I give him food often when he comes to work because I know he doesn't eat much.

He has 4 children; two of them in school and the other two are younger. Sometimes his children have to sit out of school for awhile because there is no money. Charles struggles to keep them in school; he did not have the privilege of going to school more than a year or so and yet he sees the importance of education for his children.

When Charles told me the story of Elin's accident, I gave him money and sent him home to take care of her. He passed by a small dispensary on his way home and bought the items I told him he would need; pain medicine, an antibiotic, a dissenfectant to use in the water they were bathing her in and a salve to put on the burns.

When Tim arrived home a few days later he took her to a doctor at the large government hospital; he went with them to make sure she would receive treatment. It's an advantage to have a "white" person with you at such times as this. We have paid for all the medicine and medical thus far thanks to a donation given to us by an individual on the team Tim was hosting.

Elin is progressing well and seems to be healing without complications. We pray that she will have full use of her arm and that there will be little scarring.

Her mother was tearful when she came to our home and hung her head in shame because she had allowed her daughter to be injured. I smiled and gave her a quick hug, "accidents will happen" no matter where you live in the world.

I gave Elin a small stuffed bear while she was here and was rewarded with a smile. When they left a short time later she was clutching her new toy and smiling.

My Birthday

Generally speaking, I don't like to celebrate my own birthdays by having a birthday party and the older I get the less I like to celebrate them. However, I do like to be remembered by friends and family on my birthday and to spend the day with my immediate family over a nice meal if possible.
Yesterday was my birthday and Tim has been gone on a ministry trip for over a week; I wondered what type of a day I would have. I invited two single missionary ladies to join me for my "birthday supper" last night and when they arrived they had baked me a lovely cake.
We ate supper and played games afterwards and had a lot of fun; one of the ladies spent the night with me since she walks here from her home.
In addition, during the course of the day I received numerous phone calls, phone texts and emails from many friends and family as well as most of my missionary team here in Tanzania. I spoke with both my daughters, my husband and two of my sisters on the phone via Skype.
All in all it was a great day; I felt very loved throughout the day and even though I had to concede the fact that I was a year older it was worth it.
In addition, I looked through my special "Memory Book" that my daughters made me for Christmas with my missionary friends and it was a very enjoyable evening reminiscing as we looked at pictures.