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No worries about fashion

no worries about "decor" either

Our house girl used the catus as a clothes line

neighborhood herd

bus station

Frist day back, Tally has written and before I start with downloading the photos, I just wanted to add my two cents about our departure and journey home.  We keep asking ourselves what it is that makes being there among our Tanzanian friends so different from being with family and friends here.  One thing, I think, is that there are so few distractions (for lack of a better word) there.  You will see some of the homes, if you are in a single room dwelling, without electricity, plumbing, there isn’t much housework, or if you lived as we did, a decent house, with plumbing and electricity, but no car, TV, radio, and all the stuff we have here…all the things we have to do to keep our lives going – from managing our finances, keeping up our cars and yards, sports, entertainment, committees, computer time, appointments, going to the gym, you have much for time for RELATIONSHIPS.   We would see women sitting under a tree just visiting for long periods, or by a well, or standing on a path.

Starting the evening before we left, people came by to wish us a safe journey and say their goodbyes.  The morning we left, more people came.  At 7:30, Lidya, the Headmistress of Bishop Stanway came by before going to the school.  This meant she had to leave her home earlier to do so. Iri Moto changed his schedule to take us to the bus station, (see photos), and whilst we were sitting there waiting for the bus to leave, two women from the Diocese drove in to say goodbye!   Some how, I would like to change my life here to make more time available for relationship, but fact is, I probably won’t have time.  (More photos coming)

Women chatting at the bus station.

Notice I did not say “we are back  home,” although it was nice to hear the custom’s official say: “Welcome home.”  In a sense I now have two homes and two families.  It is much too soon to write about this continuing  saga as I feel rather numb and emotional this morning.  It will take a few days to get back on DST and perhaps the rest of my life to integrate Africa into my life’s purpose.  I was awake at 4:00 and up at 5:00 this morning even though we did not get to our homes until 8:30 p.m. which was 2:30 a.m. on Saturday in Dodoma which tells me that it took us 3 plus days to get home starting with that 7 hour bus ride early on Wednesday to Dar es Salaam and including lay-overs.  I glanced at some of our blog entries this morning and I hope you will over-look the typos.  I noticed I made quite a few.  We would also like some feedback.  Was it too much about our daily lives and not enough about the people and their lives?  We want a way to get the word out about the needs and the goodness of the people there.  Please help us with ideas.

Nonsensical things:  My luggage has not shown up but as Jessie said, there was nothing in there that I couldn’t live without. (My laptop and camera were in my carry-on).  Also, I had a filling to come out on the flight home and no doubt will need a crown, but again she helped me keep things in perspective.  “Aren’t you fortunate to have a dentist and to have the money to get it fixed?”  Martin McCann, Sandy’s husband, e-mailed this morning from his office/lab in Dodoma saying there was no electricity at the college, therefore no internet so he was writing for her and said for me not to fret over the luggage even though with bar codes and everything else you would think they could get it right.  I wrote back that I am not fretting nor am I fretting over the crater in my mouth.  Africa has taken the “fret” out of me at least for now.

This is mostly to say that we are home safe and sound and to thank you for your prayers, good wishes and interest.   

Bishop David Jones said to me when I returned from South Africa in 2007  “now what are you going to do with this privilege that has been given to you?”  And these are words I read in the early hours this morning:  “No one could make a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could do only a little.”  (Edmund Burke)  So the tension remains within my soul ~ do we do a little or do nothing and I think you know the answer.

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