First Impressions

Cheryl and I made it to Quelimane Mozambique Africa this afternoon after traveling on 4 planes and over 22 hours. Something I am most definitely not use to.

Quelimane is just full of people. Down town reminds me of Cuba, at least what I have seen on tv. Very old buildings. Paint wearing off if there actually is paint. Patch work on the buildings is made of just about anything you can find.

There are people everywhere! I mean everywhere. Riding old beat up bicycles, old motorbikes or scooters, and lots of cars. If there is any order to right of way I wasn't able to understand it yet. Oh, and did I tell you, they drive on the other side of the road hear.

They don't seem to have much in the way of Department of Transportation here because there are more pot holes than you have ever seen. Not just little ones either. For some reason the dogs seem to lay claim on the pot holes and for some reason everyone, I mean all of them, the bike riders, scooters and car drivers will carefully drive around these dogs who have seemed to of made them selves at home in these pot holes. The dogs seem to know the wonderful African people will carefully drive around them because they don't even flinch at on coming vehicles.

Now as far as everyone else is concerned its everyone for them selves. Get out of the way or get hit as I witnesses a young man riding his bike in an intersection and a car run right into him. The young man got right up, rubbed his head, picked up his mangled bike and went on his way.

That was about all of the city I got to see today. The family hosting me are full time missionaries here in Mozambique. They have raised their children here. A very welcome addition to the mission field are several new families and 2 young ladies in their 20' here trying to teach Jesus to this area of the world and trying to start new churches for them.

Something I noticed about these people who live so far from a way of Iife I am use to is, they are beautiful. They have beautiful skin, eyes and teeth. They smile and seem to be very nice.

I get to witness a baptism of an Africian who came to know Christ next week. Can't wait to witness that.

I probably wouldn't be completely honest if I said this trip has been easy on me. I am very far out of my way of life and comfort zone. But it's all worth it to see a Bible story being read to a little boy and girl, much needed food and clothing given to those who have very little or to see that one give his life to Christ and forever have eternity in heaven.

Just my first impression.