Thursday, May 15, 2014
“Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do, whether you feel like or not.” ― Me
As you can see from the picture of the new pedestrian bridge on the way into Mwanza, Mwanza is where I am. Mwanza is the second largest city in Tanzania and it is crowded into a fairly small area, so lots of cars, lots of people, difficult traffic, and hard to get to places. Shaban and a craftsman and I drove down this morning so that Shaban and his fundi could find a place that manufactures cement block machines. John and I went in together to buy Shaban the block maker so he could start on his house this month. Turns out they are made to order and we will pick it up tomorrow at 2:00 pm. I am staying in a fairly nice, air conditioned hotel that is safe and cheap because there is a casino next door that plays loud music all night. It’s always something. I had to run an errand to the Apple store for a friend of John’s from Musoma. I am also meeting with Bishop Buwahwa of e3 Partners to talk about a pastor training mission in the Geita area where there is a large gold mine and many poor people. I have books to read, nice chairs in which to sit, and otherwise things are fine except that I have some sort of stomach bug that I am treating mostly successfully. I do need to stay near the choo (bathroom), so tonight’s dinner meeting may have a few interruptions. As they say here, ndiviyo ilivyo (what can you do?). I am hardly the only missionary to ever work sick. I remember preaching in the U.S. sometimes with a fever of 102 degrees, but God always gave me the strength to do what I needed. In fact, He always has—even when I was near death on more than one occasion. I am cheered by the fact that Karen is having such a good visit. She has even met with kindergartners she taught 25 years ago who went out of their way to find her. I never stayed with one thing that long for anything like that to happen, but am happy to be here where I have been called.