This is our last sunrise on Lake Singida. We have had this view every morning for the last 10 days. We are now headed for our last safari, Tarangire National Wildlife Park.
Worship today was one of joy and celebration. Choirs sang and danced, the sermon was preached, brass played and several offerings were taken, 5 in all and included an auction of produce and other items. Another very special part of the service was the baptism of 7 month old Liam Marcus. Sherry was his baptismal sponsor and had the privilege of holding him while he was baptized.
On October 6, after visiting the orphanage , we drove back to Kijota to visit the Hull Secondary School, which had once been called the Vivien Gulleen Institute. Of the five Travelers, only Mark had previous experience with the school, and he told us later that he was very concerned about what we would find. In yet another example of the Suprising Blessings we had on this trip, we found the Hull School very, very healthy and vibrant -- and asking for help because of how much it has grown. A bit of history. Many years ago, when the school was a school for girls, Mount Olive had had a strong relationship with the school. It housed around 30 girls, and Mount Olive members paid for the construction of the Dining Hall (among other things.) Here is that Dining Hall. The school hit hard times, the relationship with Mount Olive was broken for a while, and several years ago, the school found itself with only nine students. The headm...
On Sunday, October 7, we finally were able to worship with our companion congregation -- the Kijota church for which we pray each Sunday. What an amazing experience. This post will be full of photos, so be warned! First, here's the church building itself. We arrived quite early, so that we could meet with the staff, have a little breakfast, and organize our participation in the service. That allowed me time to take a few photos before the pews filled up. Here is the altar area. One of the great parts about this service was Pastor Glenn preaching. This meant, among other things, we could understand the sermon! He even had a prop! (That's a very real rock, acquired more than a week prior in Ngorongoro.) Pastor Shila served as his translator, and definitely enjoyed the experience, though we are quite certain he did not know how Glenn was going to make a sermon out of a rock. (We won't spoil it by telling yo...
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