Here in Mozambique where we are constantly travelling and doing something new and different, our race is an amazing adventure. People sometimes ask us what a normal day in our life is like. We have no normal or ordinary days. The mileage we cover across Mozambique is incredible, long days and nights on the road. Sometimes the race is hard, but as we endure we can never lose and it is very rewarding.
PURPOSE OF BLOG!
With so much happening every day, and God doing incredible things in Mozambique, Deborah (our youngest daughter) has been sitting on us concerning a blog that will carry thoughts and events of our daily lives. My response was… ‘Whoever would want to read all that? Our newsletter is already too long for most people to read!’ Well, she has prevailed and here we are, happy to share our adventures and the Goodness of God with you.
My beautiful ‘Chocolate Orchid’, a gift from my beloved mother lives on 10 years after her amazing race took her from earth to heaven. This orchid has a strong chocolate smell, every time we walk past it, wonderful memories of her flood our hearts.
Friday night when Rod returned arrived at Inhaminga at midnight, he unpacked the cruiser and repacked for the next leg of our race, this time to Nampula. We left early in the morning after a few hours sleep.
Saturday 18th ‘Just love the bush and trees along the Inhaminga road. Potty Stop with a view.
Once on the paved road, deep holes are treacherous to tyres. This is a small one.
A few hours down the road one of our tyres were flat.
We took the opportunity to have a cup of tea, hot water flasks and all necessities carried in the basket.
On the road again, we placed our metal lunch container to heat up on top of the gear box.
Ha, let’s buy some pineapples! Not to miss the moment, we shared Jesus with the pineapple seller giving him a tract aptly titled PAZ (Peace), the prayer of many for this nation at this time. Real and lasting peace comes only through knowing Jesus!
The 850 kilometre journey is being eaten up by the cruiser. We pass Mocuba, a small town with some lovely old colonial buildings and a beautiful Catholic Cathedral.
Also the communist star that replaced colonialism. In every town and city communist edifices are continually being repainted, restored and even some new ones going up. ‘Mozambique is no longer communist;’……..just saying…
We stopped along the side of the road for lunch beside a church where people were beginning to gather for week end meetings. ‘We are Christians also,” we said. And gave them some literature, they were very encouraged.
We had a look at the lunch they were preparing and chatted with the couple who were separating the entrails (considered the best part)…
…from the chickens.
We were happy our own lunch was already cooked and nicely heated up on the gearbox.
My romantic husband manages to find a flower for me at every potty stop. There are no good ‘rest stations’ and toilets at garages where fuel can be bought are preferably avoided.
Finally entering Nampula province, the rock formations are beautiful.
After 12 hours on the road, slower than most due to a heavy trailer loaded with supplies, we arrived in Nampula city. Turning off the main road we took the short road to our church. Many roads in the city look like this, this one is actually not too bad.
Praise God! We made it to Nampula wa Yesu! Pastors Armando and Lurdes Jo were there to meet us together with a bunch of leaders from various Afrika wa Yesu Churches from different towns in the North.
ALL IN A DAY’S WORK. We were grateful to head on to the Jo’s house where we had a good night’s sleep after eating with the entire family. Seated from left to right, Debora, Lurdes, Armando, Simoninha, Rod, Bene.