Sunday, August 25, 2013

Enter David

"Enter David. He was the son of Jesse..." 1 Samuel 17:12 The Message

The music was blaring intermittently pausing to allow a variety of emcees to holler and shout what I can only assume was congratulations to the Bride and Groom. But, for all I knew they could have been saying , "Mzungu (white person) is in the hostel trying to sleep, let's party all night! Just when I was about to cry myself into further exhaustion - because face it, sleep wasn't likely, I remembered David.

David and Goliath that is.

During the last two weeks, I've shared our experience on Zanzibar with the noise coming from the mosque next door. I recount the tale to illustrate how the Word of God truly is a power against the forces of darkness. When the loudspeakers were about to drown out our Seminar, I had all the women stand and face the mosque and read aloud 1 Samuel 17. We sat back down and continued. After a few minutes I noticed. something - or actually nothing. The loudspeaker had gone completely silent. The incessant chanting did not resume until the following day and the last "amen" had been said.

After sending out a request for prayers of mercy, I thought David couldn't hurt the situation. I cued up my 1 Samuel 17 audio bible and hit play, the last thing I heard was David saying, "who is this uncircumcised Philistine that he should defy..."

And then it was morning!

Our final mission in Tanzania was to relocate hotels! We found one closer to the airport, filled with foreigners (a good sign) and an ELEVATOR! It was, as they say, "a done deal." Once we got transferred we set out to accomplish what women worldwide do in their spare time - SHOP! It was a lovely afternoon, complete with a fast-food hamburger at the MALL!

And although there is a faint sound of a drum beat outside, we are five flights up so it is not so bad at all.

We'll head home tomorrow. But for now, I'm turning in.

Goliaths are gone
I'm smiling and D is already dreaming Charlynn

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Disturbed in Dar

"Weeping my be for a night but joy comes in the morning." (Some Psalm I'm too tired to look up)

We're whipped!

After eight hours in the car from Korogwe, we arrived in Dar es Salaam.  We did not have a room reserved so we took our chances at the Catholic Hostel where we stayed our first night.

My Director of Operations agreed to check out the room selection just to get out of the car. I was afraid I'd loose my testimony if one (or the swarm) more fly needed to be swatted away from my mouth. In ten thousand ways my spirit shouted T.I.N.A. (This Is Not America) but

I am an American in far more than ten thousand ways.

Now cloaked in another mosquito net with the discotheque music of a wedding RIGHT outside my window blaring away I'm realizing how much the enemy of our souls is a THIEF in the night!

We finished the work set out for us before the foundation of the world began. The feedback from all we encountered was positive and a blessing. It was difficult on a daily basis, it was a consistent challenge, it was also blessings in abundance.

I'll be better able to reflect when I'm not straining to stay sane.

Pray for peace in the midst of the beat bass of the African drums.

Realizing the myriad ways I'm blessed
Fighting the rest
Charlynn

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Of Anglicans, Angels and Angles

"For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities,  of darkness." Ephesians 6:12

Since our arrival in Tanzania nine days ago things have been different. We have faced obstacles like no running water, intermittent electricity, and schedule changes. We've encountered discouragement when rented facilities were usurped by others forcing us into a back room. We know our issues are not with people or the Anglican bishop who seems to be trying to thwart our efforts at every turn.

"This is for keeps, a life-or-death fight to the finish against the Devil and all his angels." Ephesians 6:12 The Message

This morning at breakfast we were told the news that our meeting location had changed (again). It seems the same Anglican Bishop who "needed" the meeting hall we were using in Handeni, has now arrived in Korogwe and "needed" the meeting hall that had been arranged for our seminar WEEKS ago. We were assured another place would be available and someone would wait at the original location to let the participants arriving know of the change.

Really?!

First, the seminar was cut from two days to one day, and now after walking over an hour to arrive they hear the location is further down the road!

Really?!

What in the world is going on? Or actually what in the heavenly realms is going on?!

"One more thing friends: Pray for us. Pray that the Master's Word will simply take off and race through the country to a ground-swell of response...AND pray that we'll be rescued from these scoundrels who are trying to do us in." 2 Thessalonians 3:1-2 The Message

When we arrived at the new locale honestly, I felt like I needed Patrick Swayze to show up, grab my hand and whirl me on the dance floor while professing, "Nobody puts Baby in the corner!" The gazebo was down a dirt road at the back "end zone" of a school yard, open sides with a thatch roof. I was shocked! We organized a two day Women's Seminar, a Sunday School Teachers Training Program and THIS is where you are going to put us?!

Don't get me wrong. I was happy "they" hadn't cancelled the meeting all together! The gazebo was nice, tea and cakes were brought down the road from the church, but it was a direct assault on all our American protocols and practices. It was just the angle the enemy wanted to use to put us in our "place." Reality check, not fantasy movie scene - WE ARE. a Chosen People, a royal priesthood and we BELONG to God (1 Peter 2:9).

The women in attendance were blessed. They were encouraged by the child upbringing training, and they were brought to tears as D
shared her personal story from tragedy to triumph. The individual who was elected as the new Chairwoman for the Ecumenical Women's Union stood in solidarity and connection and said, "My story is your story."

Devil be damned!

"When the going gets rough, take it on the chin with the rest of us, the way Jesus did. A soldier on duty doesn't get caught up in making deals at the marketplace. He concentrates on carrying out orders." 2 Timothy 2:3-4 The Message

We have no idea what tomorrow will bring, but whatever angle the enemy may construct against us, we know that the King of Kings has sent HIS Angels before us (Exodus 23:20), and the work He had for us to accomplish will be done, in His way, in His time! He is in control.

Smiling and dancing under the mango tree in Tanzania
Charlynn and D out of the corner!

 

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Syzygus the Lost

"And, oh yes, Syzygus, since you're right there to help them work things out, do your best with them. These women worked for the Message... worked as hard as any of us." Philippians 4:3 The Message

A funny thing happened on the way to finding the verse of the day. With Strong's Handy Reference Concordance open, D was poised to search for scriptures referring to "not being  anxious" (Philippians 4:6) When I turned to the chapter, I saw the name Syzygus mentioned just before. Who?

All the other versions we consulted (New Century Version, King James, New King James, New International both 2010 and 1984 editions) translated the proper name into true or faithful friend or yokefellow.. I'm not sure I would appreciate my proper name reduced to an adjective. But if he (or she) disappeared in the pages on the way to Philippi, I would take that as our invisible helper in Korogwe today.

Our Women's Seminar here was originally scheduled for two 8 hour sessions. And although the conference in Handeni started late and ended early, we still had two days of fellowship with our sisters there. But prior to our arrival, a decision had been made to have one day for the women and one day for the Sunday School Teachers. This alteration in schedules created an entire day of doing

well, we were not exactly sure what?!

It's almost bedtime (7:30PM) and the day we thought we had nothing to do has been filled with activities. We reworked the conference agenda, discussed how to lengthen the time with the teachers and shorten the time with the women. We finished packing gift bags and presentation items for the local leadership. We got organized and orderly - ALL while the electricity was out.


"Don't fret or worry. Instead of worrying pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns." Phillippians 4:6 The Message

We prayed, we laundered, and we laughed. Seven days times two women equals a laundry line that looks like a panty prayer banner. D insisted I NOT hang it across the window. I complied so now our underwear is stretching between the burglar bars across the paned-portal and the metal box that keeps the TV from being stolen.

"Before you know it, a sense of God's wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down." Philippians 4:7. The Message

We are settled down for the night and ready for what tomorrow will bring. Please keep praying, the challenges are many, the workers aren't exactly weary but our sense of humor is getting weirder by the hour! (Check out #KrazyinKorogwe )



"Your life is a journey you must travel with a deep consciousness of God." 1 Peter 1:18 The Message

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

90%

"Ninety percent of understanding the will of God for your life is not really caring what the will of God is." George Muller

We were ready!

We were showered, and our toilet flushed without assistance; all good signs that our current location of Korogwe is a step in the right direction towards civilization. The plan for our day was to travel up the mountainside to Lutindi, to visit the Mental Hospital (no worries #KrazyinKorogwe was just for laughs) and the German Missionaries I worked with last year in Njombe.

Honestly, while I wanted to see the people, I saw the mountain they lived on, and that bit of a "thrill ride" did not thrill me. But, hey, we're here, we're available AND as mentioned above we were showered and ready.

After breakfast, we're not sure if it was a transference of anxiety (from me to her), or parasites on the plate, but when we returned to collect our bags for the journey, D decided she'd better leave her breakfast behind; coming up now or coming up later it was coming up. We waited to make sure she would be okay before we hit the hard road hard.

Let me first communicate this clearly: it was breathtakingly beautiful. But enjoying breathtaking beauty while riding in what amounts to a bucking bronco on a cliff with sheer thousand-foot drop offs, cause some loss of appreciation. You just hope that when your camera is found at the bottom of the canyon in the wreckage, people will know that the last thing you saw (before Jesus) was indeed breathtaking (albeit the last one).

I keep my cursing under control, and made sure the floorboards were spotless as I stared downward on the ride upward. D, fully recovered, kept my anxiety covered with her exuberant exclamations of, "Look how high up we are!"

Truly, it was fantastic to arrive (intact) and enjoy an afternoon learning about the hospital, the sustainable energy programs they have implemented, as well as the tea factory that employs village women from the area.

Our program tomorrow has been cancelled. Our two day Women's Seminar will now be one day, and the Sunday School Teacher program will be a full day instead of three hours. That is the plan tonight, but...

we're strangers in a strange land; a land with few clocks, plenty of bad roads, and last minute changes. We've abandoned ourselves to the customs, the culture, and the King.

None of this is a surprise to Him, we're taking it one moment at a time AND we are confident, we'll get to where He needs us to go. (I'd prefer it not be at the top of mountain).

"There's an abandonment to God's will, because there's a confidence about whatever the outcome will be, it will only result in God's glory and our highest good." John Maisel

From the mountains to the valleys
Hanging on and trying to keep our food down
Charlynn and D (Trending on Twitter as #KrazyinKorogwe )

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Monday, August 19, 2013

Life's Billows

"When upon life’s billows you are tempest-tossed..."

The last few days in Handeni weren't spent on a body of water.   In fact when we arrived at the hotel and I turned the faucet on in the sink only to discover nothing happened, I was told by the bellman Handeni had a "water" problem. "Ah HA!" I knew this would mean after a few days, I would have a "problem."

Using buckets to bathe is almost "sport" in a foreign land (for the foreigners) you can feel a sense of accomplishment at your rugged "I-can-do-this-suffering-for-Jesus-stuff". You can give yourself extra marks for how long it takes, how many buckets you use or save, or how many times you thank God for Baby Wipes! But five days without running water begins to wear on this American's nerves.

"when you are discouraged, thinking all is lost..."

We left after breakfast for our next destination - Korogwe. It is about 64 km north, and hopefully without a water issue. The road was newly paved with only a few other cars traveling on the highway. The scenery was beautiful, the weather was cool, our windows were rolled down, and shared Oreos made it feel like a real "road trip."

We arrived in a little over an hour, checked in to our new hotel, dropped off our luggage and waited for the room to be cleaned. The situation seemed hopeful, except there was a huge garbage pail size bucket in the bathroom.

The "bucket tempest" was testing my temper.

We went on an excursion in to town to pick up spices, avocados and have lunch. When we returned the first thing I did was check the facilities for flush-abilities.

Hallelujah!

"Count your many blessings, name them one by one..."

Sometimes the smallest conveniences can really make my day. We've settled in, been a bit stir crazy (check out #KrazyinKorogwe) and are waiting for what will happen next. Tomorrow we will take a tour of the local medical facility that is run by the German couple I was in Njombe with last year. We have no idea what THIS portion will turn out to be, but we are watching, we are waiting, we are ready, and we are laughing -

Smiling to

#KrazyinKorogwe

PS. The shower WORKS, there is hot water, and the bucket is for back up flushing, since for some reason the toilet only works about 50% of the time - but... beggars can't be choosers

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Small Beginnings

"Does anyone dare despise this day of small beginnings? They'll change their tune when they see..." Zechariah 4:10

It's our last night in Handeni before we hit the road for Korogwe (we've been told there actually IS a road). I was about to go to sleep with a tad bit of disappointment until I thought of  the verse in Zechariah on "small beginnings."

In the economy of God, there is no "small" beginning; everything is magnified by His purpose and plan. He reminds us with the acorn and the oak and in so many other ways, I just needed to remember. Perhaps that is just a "small" reason one of the Books in Heaven is The Book of Remembrance (Malachi 3:16) because we quickly forget all He HAS done!

During the months prior to our arrival, dates and details, times and turnouts, etc, etc, etc, were discussed, debated, and deliberated over. I ask a considerable number of questions of my African counterpart in an effort to "be prepared," and to be able to prepare the other questioning American presenter. Fortunately, we are good traveling companions, her expectations are low (having been to Africa four previous times with Sunshine After Rain), AND she trusts me. When we arrive at a hotel to find our bathroom floor covered in buckets we will be showering out of, as well as flushing the toilets with, she shrugs, laughs and says, "Thank God for baby wipes."

We both remember being in another village where we didn't even have THAT (due to the contamination level of the water supply). We work well together when our planned timetable gets tossed and we have to modify our "lesson" down from two hours to twenty minutes (due to the fact we didn't start on time). We KNOW we will NEVER start on time!

If you can't find the humor in a situation here in the Third World, you are up the proverbial creek without a paddle or a pot to ____ in! And trust me there already ARE very few pots!

We worshiped at the local church at the first service which began at 7:30. We brought greetings from YOU to them, and they returned the expression with thanksgiving and praise to the Father for bringing us here. Our Sunday School Teacher Seminar was to follow in the afternoon, and we were informed there would likely be a big turnout since people were off their regular jobs, probably up to 100!

Wow! We were scrambling last night to get gift bags made, certificates counted, lessons gone over, and discussing how this increase would impact our supplies for Korogwe. We assured each other (laughing) "God knows what's happening." Ask anyone in Children's Ministry and they'll let you know the feeling when you're "one goody bag short."

We arrived on time as scheduled. There was no one else there, except for the 50 people who were having a meeting in OUR rented meeting hall??!! After an hour, the meeting was still going on and only 8 people were there for us?! My Director of Operations (my friend's new title) took matters into her own hands and said, "let's go meet under that tree." When the staff saw we were no longer okay with just sitting, they looked for a room we could meet in; of course with only 8 people it wasn't all that hard.

We got started, presented our material (albeit a shortened version) just as enthusiastically as if we were presenting it to the WOW number! As the Lord would have it, the Pastor brought his son with him to the seminar. As I was presenting my portion, I realized we had a perfect opportunity to illustrate MANY of the concepts for teaching with HIM! Perfect, small but perfect. And tonight, I recalled a quote I took note of before I left Dallas, posted by one of my friends.

"You make speak but a word to a child, and in that child there may be slumbering a noble heart which shall stir the Church in years to come." Charles Spurgeon

Perhaps, our Sunday School Teachers Seminar was not for the teachers at all - but for the potential "slumbering heart" who happened to accompany his father one afternoon?

Just the thought awakens my spirit, I hope you see the "small" beginnings of yours in a new way!

Sowing in the morning
Watching for the rejoicing
And the sheaves (whatever they are) make me smile,

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Remember This!

"Remember this! He led His people out singing for joy...."

Sometimes it's not easy to remember. When it's "half-past dark thirty" (4:30 AM) and the rude rooster outside the window begins his morning salutations, it's not easy. And it's not easy to be joyful when shortly after the crowing, the low wailing call to pray of the nearby mosque penetrates the peaceful sounds of rural village life.

But

I sat up, untangled the mosquito net, and smiled remembering!

"His chosen people marched, singing their hearts out!" Psalm 105:42-43 The Message

The closing ceremony for the Women's Conference was a time to remember in every sense of the phrase; there was singing, there was encouragement given and received and oh, the joy of the Lord was our strength!

As we set out for the conference in the morning two of the women were walking up the road toward the church (it was still about two miles away) and greeted us. I've thought before, I'm not sure I would WALK (or run) two miles (or 5 or 10) to see ANYBODY! It continues to humble me that these women EAGERLY do so. We gave them lift as their diligence lifted us.

The "homework" assignment from the day before had been to come with a question. While we waited for participants to arrive, the women began to ask very thoughtful inquiries. "What if something terrible has happened to a child... What if your daughter hates you.... What if a parent shows no love toward a child... What.....

if?"

It was somber and serious.

"Pushed to the wall, I called to God; from the wide open spaces, He answered." Psalm 118:5 The Message

The Spirit of the Lord is faithful. He brought responses and encouragement to these wondering women in the midst of life's crisis's and questions. They were assured of God's love, His faithfulness and His provision through the Word and the  community of faith.

They enjoyed us, they enjoyed each other, and the Name above all names was praised. At the close of the day, Certificates of Achievement were awarded and the women waved them proudly as though they had received a degree from an Ivy League school! The newly elected officers and advisers of the Handeni Women's Union were brought up and recognized with special gifts; the Chairwoman was blessed and acknowledged for her commitment to undertake such a project as well.

Before we said our goodbyes, the women asked the three of us to be seated. They began singing and dancing a hymn of thanksgiving. They encircled us and draped traditional African cloth over our shoulders. We were hugged, kissed and graciously thanked for our coming, we shed tears of joy, and I remembered -

"I'll bring you back home- a great family gathering! You'll be famous and honored all over the world. You'll see it with your own eyes- ALL THOSE PAINFUL PARTINGS turned into reunions!" God's Promise" Zephaniah 3:18-20 The Message

Remember this

YOU will be part of that reunion. YOUR prayers and financial support funded this conference. Your continued commitment to prayer for Sunshine After Rain Ministries is resulting in many thanksgivings to the Father!

"You show your gratitude through your generous offerings to your needy brothers and sisters, and really toward everyone. Meanwhile, moved by the extravagance of God in your lives, they'll respond by praying for you in passionate intercession for whatever you need. Thank God for this gift, His gift. No language can praise it near enough! 2 Corinthians 9: 13-15 The Message

Grateful, remembering YOU!

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Friday, August 16, 2013

Workers of the World Unite

"The way God designed our bodies is a model for understanding our lives together as a church: every part dependent on every other part...." 1 Corinthians 12:25 The Message

Let me set the record straight. I'm not a Communist (as the title may suggest), but even as I write that bold statement, I'm not even sure what that really means. I'm going to hang my beliefs, actions, motivations and morals on the one thing that doesn't change.- the love of God. I just picked a catch phrase to indicate what happened here in East Africa today.

We tossed the timetable aside for beginning at 9:00 but that was to be expected. There is an old African saying, "God gave Europeans the clock, but He gave Africans time." Trust me, they are two entirely different things. We set aside our watches, our expectations and our proposed number of participants and waited until 10:00 for the 50 women who would unite for a common purpose on this historic day.

"Then those whose lives honored God got together and talked it over. God saw what they were doing and listened in. A book was opened in God's presence and minutes were taken of the meeting..." Malachi 3:16

There is a eternal record of our meeting here today; and while 50 was not our anticipated number, the 50 that were here were the movers and shakers of this region; some had taken public transportation, some had walked from their neighborhoods and others had walked over 5 MILES to attend! We prayed to have something worthy of their time and effort.

That is where the BODY of Christ working together really shines in all its glory. When you read these reports from the harvest fields, you might think we are "special" and "oh, God don't send ME to Africa where they are bathing in a bucket!" But God HAS sent you to Africa! Not in the physical sense, but your prayers, your financial support, your encouraging words have you right in the thick of what is happening. I encourage you to read over (and often) Paul's message to the church in Corinth. "I want you to think about how all this makes you MORE significant, not less." (1 Corinthians 12:14) YOUR finacial support and prayers made possible the FIRST multi-denominational meeting in the region; as well as the FIRST Women's Union ever formed here!

"...if one part flourishes, every other part enters into the exuberance."

Sing a song, a spiritual, a rap rendition of your favorite verse.  Praise the God of all the universe for He is worthy to be praised. The Handeni Women's Union are singing for YOU, "God never changes!"

No indeed He does not
He is smiling AND HE is singing (Zephaniah 3:17)

Me too


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"All the friends here say hello. Pass the greetings around with holy embraces." 1 Corinthians 16:20 The Message

Sufficient Unto the Day

"...is the evil thereof." Matthew 6:34

It's time for bed here in Handeni, after a very long day of driving which followed 24 hours of flying! I've managed to wash the grit and grim down the drain with a handy bucket full of luke warm water, a sponge and a bar of mosquito repellent soap I am praying does the trick. But before I set off for lullaby land, I thought I'd better read the morning devotional that proved to be timely.

"Give your entire attention to what God is doing right now, and don't get worked up about what may or may not happen tomorrow, God will help you deal with whatever hard things come up when the time comes." The Message

I think I prefer Eugene Peterson's translation of the verse over the "evil thereof" in King James. Looking at a suitcase full of snacks for the "what if... " The evil makes me feel a bit on the humiliated side for giving granola bars air miles.

We (Americans) are so entirely different in so very many ways. We DO take thought of our lives! We DO worry about tomorrow's meals and showers and beds and comfort. We DO set our alarms and when we are told to show up at half-past the hour we are there - even early, even though the person we are meeting may arrive shortly after a time, and twice a time or... plain ole late!

In the past, the preparations and endless questions before our arrival have paid off. I recall being ashamed hauling 5 pounds of granola to Russia, only to wind up serving it three meals a day to my companion and our two interpreters for a week! When we were in Zanzibar in 2011 our snack packing paid off in spades because it was during Ramadan and our hotel was not serving ANY food.

But tonight, I'm wondering if something gets lost between King James and Queen Charlynn? I have responsibilities, a teammate and people counting on hearing a Word fitly spoken during the next two weeks, I NEED my "stuff." I'm not ready to go all "Corrie ten Boom" showing up in a country with NO contact, NO money and NO idea where she was to go - but...

I'm going to sleep. I'm not going to worry about the 125 women we will meet tomorrow. I'm not going to worry about what I will eat that may be some combination mystery meat. I'm not going to worry about what I am wearing and how hot I will get in this African sun. I'm not, really, I'm not.

Why? (Aside from the bed piled high with plenty of "what if stuff) Because:

"If God gives such attention to the appearance of wildflowers - most of which are never seen- don't I think He'll attend to ME, take pride in ME, do His best for ME?"

Plus I know you're halfway across the world praying for me to relax!

Of course I'm smiling


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Thursday, August 15, 2013

Roads You Travel

"How blessed all those in whom You live, whose lives become roads You travel..."

Our day is about to begin; having enjoyed a boiled wiener and fried doughnut for breakfast, now we are waiting for the banks to open, and an auto shop to repair our flat tire.

We have already seen the Hand of God upon the journey in so many ways. Our flight out of DFW was delayed, which had us running (okay, so we commandeered one of those cart guys) in the Atlanta airport. We BARELY made it on the plane to Amsterdam, which had us wondering if our baggage would have the same luck!

As we sat trying to figure out how fast we were going to have to run, the gentleman sitting behind us said, "Don't worry, you have found favor with the Lord!" Say WHAT! He boldly prayed out loud as we were taxiing up to the terminal and the man asked the flight attendant if she would make an announcement so we could get off first!

All the flights we packed with summer vacationers but we were able to fold ourselves into our seats and settle down for the long haul that would bring us here.

When we arrived in Dar es Salaam the real prayers for the bags to have made it. When the scores of passengers had collected their bags, it seemed like we would have to begin the process of filling out forms for "lost luggage," but...

sure enough - there came our two hundred pounds of supplies, the last bags on the carousel.

Our host was waiting for us in the cool night air and greeted warmly. We pushed wobbly carts loaded with the aforementioned poundage, across the pot-hole pitted parking lot. I only had the cart flip once.

The car was loaded, we were ready and then

FLAT TIRE!

Praise God, the Pastor noticed before we were on the dark and dangerous roads! Praise God, it happened in the parking lot. Praise God, there was a young man who assisted us and made it a bit faster!

We've slept fast, filled our stomachs and we're waiting; waiting to see what miracles the Lord will do today.

"They wind through lonesome valleys, come upon brooks, discover cool springs and pools brimming with rain..."

We will head up the Tanzania coast, make a stop for lunch in Bagamoya (the site of the old slave traders port) and then on to Korogwe to pick up Sabina (the director). It will be a long day, but sure to be filled with excitement and adventure.

"God-traveled, these roads curve up the mountain, and at the last turn...God in full view!" Psalm 84:5-7 The Message

Pray!

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Perseid

A few nights ago, the news reported a unique occurrence would be happening that evening. It was the Perseid Meteor shower where hundreds of falling balls of flame would be visible to the naked eye. "WOW! Now that would be something to see," I thought to myself. But then the fact that live in a metropolis where city lights obscure just about every star, coupled with the fact that even after sunset the temperature would still be over 90, and add to that mosquitoes, and to that all the other things I really need to do, my desire to see the phenomenon quickly faded.

"Then He took him outside and said, "Look at the sky. Count the stars. Can you do it? Count your descendants! Your going to have a big family..." Genesis 15:5 The Message

The Perseid Meteor shower has come and gone, but another phenomenon really far more significant is about to begin! Today, my fellow co-laborer in the Harvest Fields of Tanzania and I set off on a grand and spectacular adventure. And though we are traveling to the land know for its lions, and tigers, zebras, and giraffes, we won't be seeing any of those. We are going to the ends of the earth to make an impact for the Kingdom of the Living God; it's the Kingdom that is coming not falling from the night sky.

We'll spend the next 24 hours flying, take a short rest in the capital city of Dar es Salaam, and then travel by car 8 hours to the northern region of Tanga. It is a long way but an invaluable mission to disciple men and women hungry for the Word and training they can use to shape the next generation of children and young adults.

How is this a phenomenon greater than a meteor shower? I can say with confidence you don't take note of when you mow the lawn, such is regularity of the showers of stars falling for the God of the universe. BUT that same magnificent Creator has invited us to participate in the moving of hearts, minds and souls for eternity in Korogwe and Handeni, Tanzania, and the Bible reminds me He is taking notes!

"Then those whose lives honored God got together and talked it over. God saw what they were doing and listened in. A book was opened in God's presence and minutes were taken of the meeting, with the names of the God-fearers written down, ALL the names of those who honored God's name." Malachi 3:16 The Message

Remember us
We remember you, and thank God for your prayers and support!
Smiling, armed and dangerous!

Charlynn

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