A Normal Day in Our Life

Sometimes people ask us, “Describe a normal day in your life.”

Follow us on our amazingrace, and you will see that there is nothing as normal as the unexpected. Directing a ministry needs strategizing and planning in advance, yet life happens upon us and here in Mozambique there is a lot of happening that needs rapid response.

We do not run alone. Everything we do is woven into the lives of Team members and field workers. What we throw out they catch and what we drop they pick up. Thank you Afrika wa Yesu Team….you are the BEST!

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Packed and ready to continue on our amazingrace from Nacala back to Inhaminga.

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AMAZING RACE… By Land and Sea

05_15 (1 of 11)Amazing Race, Amazing Sunrise. Filling up at Caia, Zambezi River.

The long African road requires an early start, long before dawn. Fortunately for me, I am accustomed to awakening the dawn. When I was a child, my father always rose very early, as he had to be at work at first light. Often he would find me at the window, looking out into the dark. “What are you doing? It’s still dark!” I would respond, “I’m waiting for the morning.” Continue reading

Our Amazing Race… Through History and History in the Making

When I was at school, many years ago, I found the subject of history totally boring. That all changed once I had left school and discovered I was living within the moment that history was being made. Suddenly past events became fascinating as I lined them with where we are now and how the now affects not only the immediate moment, but also affects the future… forever! Every day is a gift. Not only a gift to us, but a gift to others. What we give today can change a tomorrow. Continue reading

OUR AMAZING RACE… Carried by GOD’S AMAZIN’ GRACE

When the Devil closes a door, God will open a lot more!

Pushing my bicycle through the long grass, reaching people we have never reached before.

Pushing my bicycle through the long grass, reaching people we have never reached before.

It is one month after the fighting started at Inhaminga. Miraculously, the town as a whole carries on much as normal. The people from Dimba valley are scattered to different areas, many of them still living in the bush near our campus. The barrage of rockets, machine gun fire, AK 47’s launched at them several times, followed by soldiers setting fire to homes is reason enough to run. And run they did, carrying babies, dragging small children by the hand, some even carrying their chickens and pulling their goats as they were able. They will not return to their homes till all the soldiers are gone, and until they believe it is secure. Many have no homes to return to as they have been burned to the ground. Continue reading

OUR AMAZING RACE … REQUIRES ENDURANCE, FORTITUDE, RESOLUTION AND PERSERVERANCE!

The ‘work’ of the ministry, physical as well as working with people, requires a lot of endurance. With this in my mind, I took my cell phone (only camera I use) to the back of our house onto the forest path to find Scarabaeus satyrus (African Dung Beetle) Within half a minute, I found the most obliging and willing insect ready to pose as my example of endurance. Continue reading

Acceleration

Since our first posting we have accelerated our race and mileage to a pace that has not given time for posting. Being married to Rodney means living a life beyond normal as he lives up to the sticker on our land cruiser…….. I’M NOT DRIVING FAST  I’M FLYING LOW!  7th January we left Zimbabwe early in the morning, arriving at Inhaminga late afternoon. Passing through Gorongosa Town we saw some of the refugees we had been hearing about on the news. We did not believe to see the day when fighting would again erupt in Mozambique after twenty years of peace.

I’M NOT DRIVING FAST – I’M FLYING LOW! Since our first posting we have accelerated our race and mileage to a pace that has not given time for posting. Being married to Rodney means living a life beyond normal as he lives up to the sticker on our land cruiser…….. I’M NOT DRIVING FAST I’M FLYING LOW!
7th January we left Zimbabwe early in the morning, arriving at Inhaminga late afternoon. Passing through Gorongosa Town we saw some of the refugees we had been hearing about on the news. We did not believe to see the day when fighting would again erupt in Mozambique after twenty years of peace.

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