Diary of a Volunteer Part 3

We went to church under the tree literally. After traveling about 15 miles on a paved road then several more on a dirt road we went the rest of the way through a field with more rocks than dirt. There was this beautiful very large old tree with people setting on rocks waiting for us. We were greeted warmly and took our place also under the tree. They opened in prayer and then sang several worship songs and danced as part of their celebration.Scripture was taken from 1Timothy 1- 13. I sat in amazement as people so very different in location, cultures, skin color and language had come together to worship the same God. This trip has opened my eyes and heart in so many ways, I wish more could have come. I am sure I will never forget these precious people and the time spent with them


This is the rainy season in Tanzania and it poured all night. We went 
out for part of the day and a lot of the roads were flooded and we set in traffic for a while. It is 8:00pm here now and pouring the rain again. Please pray for us because the only way to the airport is on the road that floods and we leave tomorrow night. We have had a wonderful time these two weeks. Having never been out of the good old USA I was totally unprepared for the culture shock. I am so blessed and have so much to be thankful for. We are packing and weighing our suitcases and getting ready for the two day trip back home. I wish every Christian could go on at least one mission trip and I think our churches would be very different. We would not see people as rich or poor, black or white, but soul that are eternal. We would love people the way Jesus loves. We would not be worried about petty little things. As for me I want to wear out not rust out.(end of sermon) Thanks again for everyone who prayed, gave, worked, or in any way had a part in this mission trip because you had a part in the 8 adults that excepted the Lord and several of the children who also made decisions. Love you all!

Good morning from Tanzania, it is 6:00am here and I am the only one up so I will do my post now while it is quite. As I set having already done my devotions the church bells are ringing from the Catholic church and in just a few minutes the Muslim call to prayer will be heard over a loud speaker for all to hear and I am so very thankful for grandparents that loved me and shared their love for Jesus with me many years ago. I am sad for those who do not know and have a relationship with the one and true God. We will be going to worship at Greg Wagoner' s church, they are our missionaries our church supports from Kitts Hill, Oh.,, then a time of fellowship and lunch at their church. We will come back to the Johnson's house and finish packing those last minute things say our goodbye and head to the airport for an all night flight to Amsterdam. We have a 5 or 6 hour lay over there and another long flight to Chicago, then a short flight to Pittsburgh. Because we are getting into Pittsburgh around 9:30 pm we will stay the night there and leave Tuesday morning for our 5 hour trip to beautiful downtown Proctorville, Oh. Thanks again for following me on this journey, it is one I will never forget. PRAISE THE LO!RD