Mama-yoyo

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3122436199575764190.post-52303421239595896462007-12-06T16:54:00.001-05:002007-12-06T16:54:53.822-05:00Mama-yoyoMama-yoyo, <o:p> </o:p> That is a kind of saying in Zulu, which is the main language here. It sort of means, wow! That has been my last couple of days. The place I am staying now, appears to be a normal hotel, but not by our standards. They shut the water of for periods, which means you cannot flush toilets, shower or other. The air conditioner which was a blessing I thought, it shuts off every 8 minutes to save energy. You have to get up to turn it back on. That coupled with a monsoon last night, I never did go to sleep. My bags are still lost and that leaves me with only what is in my back pack. I bought some clothes today. The airlines are hoping that Saturday I might get my luggage. There are not daily flights in here. The conference began last night and I spoke this morning. It was a wonderful experience, the African culture fits my style even more than home, hundreds were shouting. After I finished pastors came to me and said “you are not a white man, you are African”. The head of the conference asked me to be the final speaker of the conference and send them off encouraged. I was not scheduled to do that but am honored. I do not understand the words to there worship songs, but it is a joy to watch hundreds worship our Saviour. I have tomorrow morning off and found a golf course and am going to play in the morning, I do not think golfers in the states can even understand this kind of course. I am going to play with three others just to say I played Golf in Africa. We are limited on the things we can eat and drink because of disease. Fruits and veggies are out! I brought some good old fashioned tuna, but it is in my luggage. The Zambian people are sweet. You cannot help but fall in love with them and I have. I guess I just love people anyway. They smile and laugh at me a lot. You cannot help but laugh at the odd things that happen to you here. Bob, the man from the Point who is traveling with me, went to flush his toilet after hours of not being able to and the water rushed in so quickly, it caused everything in the toilet to fly out, he was a mess, I loved it! Well, I am going to try and take a shower if there is water, if not, well I will keep on sweating.<o:p></o:p> <o:p> </o:p> Your Friend, Pastor Jim<o:p></o:p> II Cor 4:1<o:p></o:p>Pastor Jim Combshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17706517128733290928noreply@blogger.com