Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Church in Khongolote

In the year 2000 there was tremendous flooding in Mozambique. Many people lost their homes in an area called T-3, and missionaries along the local church began to give food, clothing, and medical and spiritual aid to the flood victims. When these flood victims moved to a new area, called Khongolote, they asked the missionaries to help them to start up their own church. They had their first meetings under a tree, then in a tent, and now they have a building.

Bruce and Mabel Callender, who served in Mozambique from 1996-2006, came back for a visit, and we went to the women's Bible study in Khongolote!


I had been memorizing some Bible verses in Portuguese and I shared Isaiah 41:8-10. I told them how these verses are a comfort to me because they remind me that through hardships God is with us, that He will strengthen and help us, and that He upholds us with His righteous right hand. I encouraged them to continue to memorize Bible verses so that they would have God's comforting truth in their hearts.

The church in Khongolote also operates a pre-school during the week, so we stepped in to see the precious kids :o)

Monday, August 17, 2009

Sick...Whys, and Seminary Dedication

Sick...and the Whys

This past week has been rough...my body spent every ounce of its time and energy violently trying to expel an amoebic beast/s that had taken up residence in my intestines. I went to the local clinic for testing and they found that I had amoebic dysentery (probably from something I ate or drank). I've been taking antibiotics and am starting to feel better.


I've been reading a book by Isobel Kuhn about Arthur and Wilda Matthews called, Green Leaf in Drought, and I found this passage on the 'whys' and 'reasons' for circumstances to be encouraging -


"John says, I found myself in the isle which is called Patmos -not one jot of credit does he give to the might of Rome. And not one mention escapes him of what he must have endured before eventually "finding" himself there...the means, circumstances, decisions that led to his finding himself there are unimportant. Faith discerns even behind the Beast the hand of God - for second causes make good disguises and baffle any eye but the eye of faith. So to enlarge on the why and the wherefore; to blame himself or his charges; to weigh past decisions for or against is not on John's mind; nor does he allow any wishful sightings to occupy his thoughts. A more ideal field for just such thoughts could hardly be found. So there is a great deal of comfort for us in John's early verses of the Revelation."
~ Arthur Matthews


Seminary Dedication

This past weekend we celebrated the dedication of the Maputo Biblical and Theological Seminary! We pray that this seminary would be used to equip Mozambican men and women to lead and support responsible, reproducing, Christ-centered churches.


Dedication Service in the Seminary Chapel


In front of the Seminary Chapel (Aimee, the Weils, Mike Thiessen, the Callenders, Bruce Bennett, the Dedricks)

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Sharing in Boane

This last Sunday I was so thankful to share with Pastor Nelio's church in Boane. I spoke Portuguese while P. Nelio translated into Changana. However, I had worked on learning how to say my three main points in Changana. After I said the first point, I automatically looked at P. Nelio for translation, but he looked at me with a big smile and said nothing. I asked if everyone had understood and he nodded and grinned. What a joy that was for me! After the service, the kids gathered around me and proceeded to give me intensive Changana lessons where I learned how to say such useful things as, "Go home child" and "I want an onion." :) It was a wonderful time of relationship building and fellowship. In the picture, I'm standing next to P. Nelio and his wife, Zinha, in their home.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Water and the Woman at the Well

The Dedricks have been introducing me to the local churches outside the urban area of Maputo...these are some children I met near the church in Picoco. The local language, Changana, is mainly used in the areas outside of the city.

We had some laughs as I practiced my Changana with them :)... I greeted each one, I told them my name, and I asked what each of their names were. Then they taught me the word for water... mati.

This is the well (that gives mati :) outside of the church in Picoco. Previously, the only local well was at the mosque, and the mosque required membership in order to use the well. So through partnership and much hard work, the team here was able to put in a well that everyone in the community could use!


A local pastor, Abel, is standing on the left, and the woman who is sitting, is waiting to get mati at the well. I was able to practice a little more Changana...get a few more laughs :), and talk with her for a little while. Along with the needed mati for here and now, I also pray that she would receive the living mati that would become a fountain in her springing up into everlasting life... (John 4)

When I was about to leave, the little girl with the pink shirt (on the right) came up to me with a huge smile and said, "Aimee!" I was so glad that she had understood my introduction in Changana to know that I had said my name...and that she had remembered it too!