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some more pictures! yess.

first one- mtoto, of course. how could i post pictures without one, right?

2nd- in a TREE. this was right before we left bagamoyo, we climbed in this perfect climbing tree. thats Ashley, Sara, Kayli, and I up there. probably the best tree I’ve ever climbed…other than getting covered in ants. but thats no big deal

3rd-another picture from bagamoyo. just the fishermen out in a boat. we really would just walk out there and see this everyday. incredible

4th- a little sneak preview from the swahili rap song we wrote and made one night.

so stories?

went to church today, lasted at least 2.5 hours. and i chose swahili over english service. lets just say i could never be quaker. i loved loved the children singing. oh and when the offering was being passed a woman in front of me definitely took TSH10,000 (=$10) from the plate…mm. had no idea how to react, just reminded me of the need.

oh we had cappucinos the other day! first espresso in 1 month, and it was a grande cup of coffee. we sat at this Swiss Motel, Movenpick, where we go to exchange money and savored our coffee. oh yes indeed.

on the way back from Mikumi i sat at the table with a Masai Warrior and ate lunch with him while he sipped his pepsi. so random/ crazy.

weird food combo here- “Chipsi and Mayai” its french fries cooked into fried eggs. so random, but really quite good. there is alot of fried bread here- like i said if i lived here i would be huge.

me and some of the other girls have had some inappropriate happenings this past week that have made me really wary and kinda scared most of the time when we are walking. But im not going to walk in fear, no sir. hapana bwana. JC has got my back.

OH. fun story. so we have our little bible study every night before dinner. the other night the parents were gone for David’s (Korean from Georgetown) going away dinner. So it was just me, the daughters, the 2 girls that arent daughters but live there, and Flor the house girl. Well after we sing and read, Rachel the 7 year old goes to pray. As she starts to pray in Swahili I dont even pay attention to try and translate, cause i got kinda emotional at how sweet her voice was just praying to God. Then the girls just start laughing at her . Debora told me that they were laughing because their TV is broken and rachel prayed that God would give her Mom and Dad money to buy a new TV. When they laughed Rachel just busted out crying. I got really mad and almost cried, but held it in. I was frustrated but couldnt think of how to say in swahili that Jesus said to have a child-like faith and we should come to God with everything. ah, but they all got fussed when Mama got home, dont you worry.

again, all for now.

ah- only 2 more weeks here in Tanzania?! its bittersweet. its a beautiful and wonderful country and i love love love it, but by the time we are leaving i will be so ready to see all my people again. i miss my people. and refuge. ah, hearing some quick stories of Submerge made my heart ache a bit since i wasnt there, but SO encouraged to hear all that God did and how he really showed up! ahh. cant wait to just worship at home again.

well thats all for now.

baadaye!