Monday, August 24, 2009

Day 2

Saturday we are up early to have a time of devotions. Our youth intern Tyrone shares about looking down on people. Very interesting because Swazis look down on Mozambiqueans because in general they are poorer. Great discussions

Then we are off to pick up some supplies but not before we have our first run in with the Mozi police. They see our foreign license plates and stop us to see what were doing. For many of our young people this is the first time to see a police man with a AK47 strapped to his shoulder. After a few minutes he is satisfied an off we go.

We get to the CarePoint and work with the members of HPC Mozi to visit church members, widows, and the sick. I made friends with lots of the kids. Giving them cookies to take to the children in the community and inviting them to church. (Who says you have to be an adult to start a Servolution)

We then have some partially cooked chicken for lunch and we go back to the church for the weekly youth meeting. This is a first for our Swazi youth to do anything in a place where they cannot communicate with anyone. Everything has to be translated (our Swazi youth speak English but in Mozambique they only speak Portuguese). We had a great time dancing, shouting, and praising God. Our Swazi kids learned that Mozi vibe is awesome. They did a drama without words to communicate the importance of serving. Karl Marx, HPC intern, then shared a brief message to end things up.

Then off to town to grab some grub. On the way back to our place to stay I got lost and made a illegal turn. But thankfully the Mozi police were there again to help us. They very kindly (not really)pointed out to us that we had commit ed a very serious crime. As I was busy trying to plead my ignorance our youth's eyes were getting bigger and bigger. The police then decided to help escourt us to the place we are staying. So one of our girls has two policemen on each side of her with their AK47 guns in their laps. They helped me to reach our place then wished us well... (in a Mozambiquean police sort of way)

then in bed a little after midnight....

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