We were ushered into the Sanctuary and seated directly in front of the speakers. Power was out for the whole village but battery sufficed for keyboard, Bass guitar, Drums and microphone. Loud is not the word. I’ve had to work on 2 stroke Detroit diesels with the exhaust manifold broken or removed and the noise from them running as you fiddle with injectors to find which cylinders aren’t firing correctly is so concussive that is seems to effect ones cardiac rhythm.
Not that loud, not that concussive, but it was close.
Chairs were added to the front row so Hilda could have a lady interpreter and I could have an interpreter(Samuel). We met another Simon who teaches Biology and teaches The Word as well.
Service ran from 4:30pm to 7:00pm with fifteen young ones starting it out with praise song. Pastor thanked all for coming and blessed all those attending at the start of the service then slid out to pray for one in desperate need trusting the young speakers to be fine as he poured nurture into that one.
After returning to service he took both Hilda and I out to his office where water was prepared. He was extremely happy to tell me that although we aren’t able to go Monday as planned, due to a funeral the head of the college in Moshi needed to attend, that we will go on Wednesday and that the head of the college is expecting us. There is housing. There is a student body of Tanzanian Nationals and foreign students.
Please pray the way. Please pray the way.
This is not a logic only place. This is a heart place. This is a deeply Spiritual place as evidenced once again with Pastor having the joyful mirthful courage to have Hilda and I speak to his people at the end of service.
Our family of God circles the world joyfully including strangers like Hilda and I.
Thank you, Thank You, Thank You.. Prayers, your prayer, makes all the difference..
Vern W
May Life be as Music to your Heart - May Music be as Heart to your Life
- May Heart be as Life to your Music -
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