Two days after we arrived in Tanzania, Emily and I were off to a village for four days:
African buses are the sketchiest things I have ever been on:
Our room in the village. It was just a dirt floor in a dirt room, with a lovely family. It was so cold we wore layers of clothes in our sleeping bags:
The scenery was beautiful:
We preached:
The young muslims we shared the Gospel with making bricks:
Spending time with the kids in front of the church:
And we visited a hospital. None of the people are pictured because their injuries were pretty gruesome:
Aman, our pastor’s youngest son:
We had over 10 people give their life to Christ in the two days we did door to door evangelism. Three were muslims, and we found out later they are from the same family! It was a wonderful experience, and I wish I could share every wonderful moment with you all.
Thank you again to everyone who is praying for my parents. They are also my final supporters on this trip, but with the current situation if any of you can give some of the last $2,228.65 I have left to raise to take some of the burden off of them, it would be amazing 🙂
Thanks for reading! Probably only one more blog left in Africa, and then we are in Month 11, and back in ASIA! India, here we come.
