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Gregory's Turn to Write
Living in Tete is very
different from anything we have experienced before, so much so that
it almost feels if our time in Maputo was spent in another country
completely. In the capital city goods were readily available in the
shops, here you may have to wait a month or two for what you want to
come back into stock. There our worship was in Portuguese, here we
stand at a distance as people worship in Nyungwe, the local tribal
language. There the city was run down and everyone was in a hurry,
here the pace of life is much slower. There we enjoyed the
friendship of people from all over the world, here it can feel a
little isolated. There we were crammed into a tiny second-floor
apartment, here we can afford a proper house with space for the
children to run and play. Our time in Maputo was very necessary
preparation, but Tete sure is different!
As Sharon mentioned last month, our landlord was willing to drop the
rent when he learned that we were here to do the Lord's work. Our
new home is a three bedroom bungalow with a kitchen, two bathrooms
and a spacious lounge area. The site also has a separate although as
yet unfinished building, part of which we will use as a classroom
for our children, with the other half serving as a guest room for
visitors. We have employed a night guard to keep the premises safe
and our dog is also proving to be very useful in this regard.
Unfortunately our furniture is still in Zimbabwe as we have not yet
received permission to take it out of the country. So, although we
have managed to borrow a few bits and pieces, we are very much
living out of boxes.
Our mornings consist of home school, with Sharon and I taking turns
to teach the boys. This has been hard on all of us, parents and
children alike, but it cannot be avoided. We are slowly working out
a routine and things will be a lot easier once the school room is
ready for use. We have had our fair share of tantrums and sulks, but
for the most part the boys are working well and making progress.
On Sundays we are accompanied by two of the national leaders in
visiting different Elim churches. At this stage our concern is
primarily to meet people and gain a better understanding of the
needs of these churches, so that we can know how best to facilitate
development. A typical service lasts about three hours and consists
of a sermon, the collection, a number of singing items, interminable
notices, an opportunity for people to be prayed for at the front,
and from time to time communion. I'm sure that all sounds very
familiar: what is different is the time of corporate worship when
the people sing highly repetitive songs and dance to the
accompaniment of very, very loud drums. I preach in Portuguese which
is generally understood by a number of the men and my message is
translated into Nyungwe for the benefit of everyone else. Sharon has
translated a number of our children's picture books into Portuguese
and she has been using these to tell Bible stories to children and
adults alike. Literacy levels are very low in this part of
Mozambique and it is obvious that for many people they are hearing
these stories for the very first time. On one occasion Sharon was
telling the story of Daniel in the Lion's Den and there was a great
sense of relief when Daniel emerged unharmed!
To the best of our knowledge, only one of our church leaders has
received any formal theological training, so there is a tremendous
need to develop materials and programmes that are relevant and
accessible. I have produced a training paper on tithing for home
study and we are investigating the possibility of running monthly
leadership seminars. For the past four weeks Sharon has been meeting
with the women at our church in Moatize for a Bible Study. She has
also spoken at a women's conference organised by the Assemblies of
God.
We received some truly shocking news this week to say
that Aivore Mitivo, the founding pastor of Elim in Mozambique, had
died suddenly. We knew that he was unwell and had visited him in his
rural home. However his condition deteriorated and he passed away a
few days later. He leaves behind a widow and two young children. The
Elim churches in Ireland have responded quickly to this terrible
news and we have been able to pass on a substantial gift to Mrs
Mitivo. This loss is particularly tragic as Aivore was personally
responsible for much of the church growth of Elim here in
Mozambique. I have written up an account of the funeral in the
memorable page of this web site.
Please
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- Pray for Pastor Aivore's
widow, children and immediate family
- Pray for the Elim churches
at this time when they have lost their senior leader
- Pray that we will get into
the routine of home schooling
- Pray that we will get
permission to bring our furniture from Zimbabwe
- Pray for wisdom and
insight as we plan training and possible medical
programmes
- Pray that our Portuguese
would continue to improve
- Pray that we will soon
feel at home, and make friends; the boys are
particularly in need of playmates
- Pray that we will continue
to make good relationships with the churches and will
know how best we can serve and strengthen them
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Grace to you
Gregory and Sharon Kane
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Sharon's 'Joke of the Month'
*Outhouse Confession*
Once there was a little boy
who lived in the country. For
bathroom facilities, they had to use an outhouse. The little
boy hated it because it was hot in the summer and cold in
the winter, and it stank all the time.
The outhouse was sitting on the bank of a creek, and the boy
determined that one day he would push that outhouse into the
water.
One day after a spring rain, the creek was swollen so the
little boy decided that today was the day to push the
outhouse into the creek. So he got a large stick and pushed.
Finally, the outhouse toppled into the creek and floated away.
That evening his dad sternly told him to sit down. Knowing
he was in trouble, the little boy asked why. The dad
replied, "Someone pushed the outhouse into the creek today.
It was you, wasn't it, son?"
The boy nodded meekly. Then he thought a moment and said,
"Dad, I read in school today that George Washington chopped
down a cherry tree and didn't get into trouble because he
told the truth."
The dad replied, "Well, son, George Washington's father
wasn't in that cherry tree!"
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