tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69704383039916181662024-03-13T15:16:21.746-04:00Schwarz Family SojournSteve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.comBlogger236125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-86601503972130850212016-06-24T10:23:00.002-04:002016-06-24T11:00:49.269-04:00My Dad's House PA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We stayed here for the two weeks. Walking barefoot in this beautiful green grass was wonderful.</div>
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Mountain Laurel was in bloom.</div>
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The Panties started blooming while we were there. It has been years since I have got the pleasure of enjoying these flowers. I had to cut a bunch and put them in a vase in the house. They smell wonderful.</div>
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Was the season for rhubarb! Many people had it for sale. I remembered Dad had a plant and so made a rhubarb sauce that only Dad and I ate. My family doesn't like it. They did help eat a pie I bought made with rhubarb.</div>
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We also enjoyed eating Asparagus.</div>
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His little shed out back and more lovely green grass.</div>
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Princess was loving the window sills in the house. Mostly, she liked that she could sit on them and look out the window. Something she couldn't do in Zambia because of the double set of bars and then the screens on the window.</div>
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Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-79807420355123013052016-06-24T10:23:00.000-04:002016-06-24T11:13:25.136-04:00Our Trip Home: Picking up the CatAfter waiting in line at immigration that took forever - it seemed, we finally arrived at the luggage pick-up. Every time we have come to the luggage pick up in this airport the turn styles are already turned off and the luggage is just sitting on the floor in a messy and hard to navigate maze. <br />
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Steve went to see about getting a cart, which costs you. We had some quarters but not $4.00 worth. It does take bills, which we had a few and your debit or credit card. After messing with one machine someone was kind enough to tell him this one never works and to use the next one.<br />
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The rest of us started working on the maze of suitcases to find ours. After finding one, a Qatar Airline worker noticed which suitcase we found and then informed us the rest where right over there (pointing to the spot). They had noticed our markings and had started putting our suitcases together. We took a count and only had to find one more. A very nice blessing after a long wait in immigration.<br />
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I then proceeded to ask her if she knew about the cat and where to pick her up. She knew all about the cat and told us we had to go to Freight to pick her up. It was at the same place as British Airways. She really didn't have directions, just to follow signs.<br />
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So we met my dad and loaded up the truck and piled in. We left the Airport and circled around to enter it again and read signs, trying to find the Freight area. Steve saw a building with the word Freight on it in big letters, but we were already past the turn for it and had to navigate all the way around to the exit of the airport and circle back to the entrance again. We still made a wrong turn and so lap three of the airport happened! This time we make it to the building.<br />
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Steve goes inside and was gone for quite awhile. He comes out to report that it is mostly an empty build and he has walked the whole length of it upstairs and down. He stood in line at the customs place that was inside there to ask where he should go. They sent him to talk to the guard letting trucks in a gate at the end of the parking lot. They in turn sent him back into the building using door 8. They sent him back to the drop off counter of Qatar Airways. OK, that doesn't make any sense but not knowing where else to go we again begin another lap of the airport.<br />
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The Qatar Airways drop off counter was very helpful, with very specific directions. In the end, if the lady at the luggage pickup had used several airline names we might have found the place the first time. We were seeing the building with the word Freight on it thinking that is where we needed to go, but we did come to sign with airway names on it. Using British Airways as a guide took us to the wrong place.<br />
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So we arrived at the right place and indeed the cat is inside this building. Now we need to take these papers to a customs officer and get them stamped and pay more money!!! A customs office is 20 minutes drive toward downtown Philly?!?!? WHAT??? We are tired of driving around, we are getting hungry, it is almost lunch time, and you don't have a customs office at the airport?!?!?!? Then Steve remembers the customs line in the first building he was in and asked if he couldn't go there. The answer, you can try but I don't think so.<br />
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Well, we tried and succeeded!!! Steve came out with paper work stamped only five minutes later. The line that wasn't moving when he was there before was gone. Yes! Our spirits all became happy that the end of this airport visit was in sight. We went back to the freight office, gave them the signed papers, paid the money, and picked up the cat. We happily left the Philly airport behinds us and started our drive home to Lancaster Co. PA.Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-11543103105337706122016-06-22T09:41:00.000-04:002016-06-22T09:41:09.297-04:00Our Trip Home: included a cat Our next leg of the trip was on to Lusaka. But I need to back track a little bit. The next picture I wanted to post has a cat carrier in it and so I need to explain. We have a cat "Princess" that has been with us for the last 6 years. We got her when she was 6 weeks old, although I think she was younger than that. She has always been an inside cat, I wouldn't let her out of the house. She became a wonderful part of the family. So we made plans to bring her with us. That is also why we went to Lusaka a week before leaving, to make sure everything was in order for her to fly.<br />
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Our second night on the road Princess had to stay in the car. We set her up with her litter box and food / water dishes. She made herself at home! When I went out to take a shower in the dark, I stopped to check on her. She rubbed up on the window where I was shining the flash light in wanting to loved on.</div>
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On our trips to and from Lusaka we always pass this place. Others had told us how nice it is, but it is never lunch time when we pass and we don't want to wait for food to be made on our already 13 hour trips. It was lunch time and so we stopped. The food was wonderful and the bathrooms the best I have seen on our road trips in Zambia.</div>
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We ate under a nice shade tree. Since we couldn't park under a shade tree, Princess joined us on the bench.</div>
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Steve had Princess at the airport by 5 AM on Sunday, May 15th. She was dropped off at a building where they ship cargo from. She had to fly a day early in order to land in Philly at the same time we did. Animals need to be at the airport five hours before their flight. Our stop over in Qatar was only two hours and she needed to be there five hours. So she went on a day ahead of us.</div>
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We then flew east to Qatar as we were flying Qatar Airways. It was a nice plane and airport. We landed at 11PM and flew out at 1AM, so we cannot tell you anything about what the landscape looks like. We landed in Philly on Tuesday morning.</div>
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My poor Dad arrived an hour after our flight was suppose to land and spent the next two hours waiting for us. We landed late. Then the wait to go through immigration took forever. That was the longest time we have ever spent waiting in immigration lines for all of our trips over and back. There were only two immigration agents on duty! So it was after 10AM before we called Dad to drive up and pick us up.</div>
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A side note: we do not ever have a phone that works in the US when we land. We carry quarters to use a pay phone to call my dad who is sitting in a waiting parking lot with a big screen up front with the flights on it. There is a bay of five phones near the doors leaving the airport. </div>
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I used all five phones to call him. First phone: dial the number and they tell you how much money to pay only to find out the coin box is full and so you cannot use this phone. Second phone same problem. Third phone worked, I could hear him, he couldn't hear me. So actually the mouth piece was broken. Fourth phone: money box full again. Fifth phone: finally success! At that point I almost had my Dad's cell phone number memorized!</div>
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Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-45466006353150661542016-06-14T17:04:00.001-04:002016-06-14T17:08:56.125-04:00Our Trip Home - Second Stop - Missionary Friends HouseThe second day we took it slow and easy. We had a nice breakfast with the dogs as you can see in the last post. Then we took off. Steve didn't want to arrive in Lusaka in the late afternoon with all the traffic. So we stopped off at the Sprayberry's house. The kids and I (Rita) had been there once before. So it was wonderful to visit with them and see all the changes they have made. The Sprayberry's are like grandparents to our kids and the boys just loved all of Jack's stories. They were fascinated!!<br />
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What follows is pictures of their home. It is built with dirt mixed with cement and poured into maize bags (I think, I maybe all wrong on this). They are stacked, then chicken wire is placed against them, then they plaster over that and paint. There might be something else helping the bags stay upright, but I don't remember. It is very cool inside! Cool looking and cool as in temperature.</div>
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This is their first house. The big window is an addition to it. The original was only half this size. It has been changed to all bedrooms and bathrooms now.</div>
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It was wonderful to stop and visit them. We drank coffee and told stores. We smiled and laughed. It was very good medicine. If you are in Zambia and are going north out of Lusaka, you should stop in and visit. You will leave with your spirits lifted!!! And a few new ideas on how to do something.</div>
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We left Mbala on May 5th a day earlier than planned since the truck came a day early. Instead of staying around Mbala at the Schaefer's house (another missionary family living in Mbala) with no Schaefers (they were on furlough) we drove about two hours to Kasama and stayed at The Thorn Tree. It is a guest house. It is also where we buy our coffee. If they are grinding coffee the parking lot smells wonderful.<br />
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More flowers and bushes!</div>
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We stayed in the bungalow out back and down the hill.</div>
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The door to enter was a wooden sliding door.</div>
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Wonderfull smelling flowers over the toilets.</div>
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Dog two.</div>
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Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-32452191817208632912015-08-14T13:18:00.001-04:002015-08-14T13:18:32.422-04:00Friday Afternoon turns into an Adventure!<p>There are three missionary families here in Mbala.  On Friday afternoons we ladies get together for tea or coffee and let the kids play.   As I drove down the farm lane we came upon these purple flowers.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PfWF3ynLBoU/Vc4iiVTWwuI/AAAAAAAABkQ/335GHdzWN6Y/s1600-h/050%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="050" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="050" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XTlmE_NIMLw/Vc4ikBRkynI/AAAAAAAABkY/eHR08IeBw-M/050_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" height="311" /></a></p> <p>In one of my last posts I talked about thanking God for the color purple in the dry season.  We haven’t had rain that amounted to anything since April.  I don’t know if you can see the black ground in this picture.  All over Zamia they are burning the bush and fields.  I think this area was just burned two weeks ago.  And yet these purple flowers are blooming – giving the black ground some color.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pRFIWoQcCbQ/Vc4ilyxyO-I/AAAAAAAABkg/wroF6vJl6aQ/s1600-h/052%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="052" style="border-top: 0px; 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border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="063" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ySCfjl7hVTA/Vc4i5PfKQmI/AAAAAAAABlI/Y3oGU20LLd0/063_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="308" /></a></p> <p>The mud hole was to the right of this picture.  The rope they were using broke and so they climbed in and pushed the cow out.  The men were conveniently gone.  My friend was a city girl!  I the farm girl spent way too much time not wanting to get muddy to get there in time to be much help.  </p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-35163020092521022272015-08-04T08:04:00.001-04:002015-08-04T08:04:25.255-04:00Hauling Grass<p><font face="Comic Sans MS">Our insaka needs a new grass roof.  A lady in Zambe collected grass for us.  Our Land Cruiser hauled it home.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-a0tMQKLtNHA/VcCqORR1lBI/AAAAAAAABjw/urQR5JLElQM/s1600-h/IMG_1231%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1231" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1231" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gIkjZonn4Vk/VcCqQjLE51I/AAAAAAAABj4/WLM8cWjki3I/IMG_1231_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" height="301" /></a></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-49484486712979299542015-08-03T09:14:00.001-04:002015-08-03T09:14:45.965-04:00Hauling Chickens<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Sometimes we haul interesting things on top of our Land Cruisers!  Here our team leader is taking I think 60 or 80 chickens home.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DSz_Z_hyv-c/Vb9pOJSSndI/AAAAAAAABjU/dWzLsN8brVE/s1600-h/IMG_20150512_173058%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20150512_173058" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20150512_173058" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-tv3Jm5_Ol4s/Vb9pP1_iaLI/AAAAAAAABjc/q1MexYrjZi4/IMG_20150512_173058_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="416" height="320" /></a></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-59727285967482687662015-08-01T12:43:00.001-04:002015-08-01T12:43:19.845-04:00Thankful for the Jacaranda Trees<p>We are smack in the middle of our dry season.  Brown is the color of this season.  Some of the trees and bushes have green leaves, but they are coated in brown dust.  It looks like everything could use a good rain storm to wash it off.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BIeCIMwOmRY/Vbz3B9YvEZI/AAAAAAAABio/njuAjUn2b7o/s1600-h/IMG_0637%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0637" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0637" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lLSSG78hGCk/Vbz3D7KII1I/AAAAAAAABiw/xGp6cv88LIs/IMG_0637_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="308" /></a></p> <p>This is the very back of our lot.  During the rainy season it does grow a little bit of grass and weeds.  It has too many trees and is too shady to grow much.  But this is what it looks like this time of year – brown.  </p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2vKBiDf2cbg/Vbz3GkBkPdI/AAAAAAAABi4/oLAmc7m2Ar0/s1600-h/Purple%252520flower%252520yard%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="Purple flower yard" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Purple flower yard" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CrdvY9WKO9A/Vbz3IVQrufI/AAAAAAAABjA/4WBntECpVD8/Purple%252520flower%252520yard_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="313" /></a></p> <p>April showers bring May Flowers!!  In the spring, the rain starts falling in the states and the flowers start blooming.  Here in July without no hint of rain the Jacaranda Trees start to bloom.  We have two of these trees.  One blooms in July and the other at the end of August.</p> <p>This week I have been thanking God for creating the Jacaranda Tree and for the color purple.  I really don’t like the colors of the dry season.  I love the greens of the rainy season.  God created this beautiful tree to bloom in the middle of the dry season.  The picture doesn’t do it justice, but the purple blooms in the brown dirt are lovely to look at.  I am glad He created purple to add to the brown dirt and make it beautiful.</p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-6769527879439707072015-05-21T02:35:00.001-04:002015-05-21T02:35:29.077-04:00Missionary Plumber<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Sometimes you have to take off your missionary hat and put on your plumbers hat or at least your head lamp so you can see what you are doing.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yIkizr-eEfQ/VV18pXjLJaI/AAAAAAAABiM/z1VZtRdc7sk/s1600-h/IMG_1187%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5kcVBKbstYA/VV18rMW1KII/AAAAAAAABiU/0d9pQTF2m80/IMG_1187_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="367" height="501" /></a></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-33116500298270647422015-05-20T02:53:00.001-04:002015-05-20T02:53:24.342-04:00Vehicles in Africa<p><font face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3">Sometimes we use our vehicles for interesting things that we normally wouldn’t do in the states.  Steve and I are not into naming our vehicle, but it is known around Mbala as the Mbala hearse.  Poor Steve has transported quite a few bodies to a village for burial over the past six years.</font> </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1MdFjx4Q9aM/VVwvRsfIUoI/AAAAAAAABhk/K_mvSAFsm8k/s1600-h/IMG_1189%25255B8%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1189" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1189" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-w_4wTG5fgcs/VVwvTf-OIHI/AAAAAAAABhs/cLSFsuwHr3k/IMG_1189_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" height="316" /></a></p> <a href="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1ACJLoJPlAk/VVwvVzK7aLI/AAAAAAAABh0/KitWLC_hMzs/s1600-h/IMG_1190%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1190" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1190" src="http://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vzJxqELXEpQ/VVwvYPyfOOI/AAAAAAAABh8/4bCwpDqoY8A/IMG_1190_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="321" /></a> <blockquote> <p align="center"><font face="Comic Sans MS">On Monday he pulled into our yard looking like this!!!  </font></p> </blockquote> <p align="left">    <font size="3"> <font face="Comic Sans MS">We have been having water problems.  This is not a new problem, just an on going one.  On the fridge I keep a calendar where I keep track of the water.  I write  a blue <font color="#0000ff">YES</font> on the left side of the square if water came in the AM and on the right for PM.  I write a red <font color="#ff0000">NO</font> and circle it if is didn’t come.  I then keep all these calendars.  Lately they have been sending water over the weekends (a lot of it) and not sending any through the week.  They send for three or four days and then take three for four days off.  They are suppose to send water for two hours in the AM and again for two more hours in the PM.</font></font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This may sound tedious or annoying, but when we don’t keep track we run out of water.  By keeping track we can scale back on our usage.  If it doesn’t come we don’t do as much laundry or we don’t do laundry at all.  If we do laundry we catch all the water in an ice chest and water the garden with it.  Otherwise, we don’t water the garden. We don’t mop the floors.  We don’t flush the toilet as much.  We do take bucket baths.  We do turn off the pump, so water comes out of the faucets more slowly.  This way you use less water to wash your hands.</font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We have a homemade storage well (I call it) made with mud bricks and plastered with cement.  We cannot clean it very well.  Stuff just crumbles off the wall when you try to scrub it.  The termites are also eating at it.</font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We also have a tank up on top of a building that holds 1000 liters of water.  This is for when the electric goes off.  Then we at least have water thanks to gravity.  </font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Then we have six drums that hold between 220 and 240 liters of water.  When they don’t send water and the storage well in the ground it getting low, then Steve siphons water out of the drums into the well.  We put about two a day into the well.  </font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">For the past month Steve has been putting two drums a day in the well on Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays.  On Thursdays he has been going to the water companies office to make sure they know we haven’t been getting water and what it the problems, because on Friday he is going to have to load up the drums and go fill them up.  I won’t tell you all that goes on there.  That is another story in itself. </font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">So far, he has not had to load the drums and go fetch water.  Some how they figure out the problem and send water on Thursday nights.</font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This on going problem is wearing Steve down and something has got to change.  He asked permission to buy a 5,000 liter tank.  That is what you see on top of the vehicle.  A semi did bring it from Kasama, but he was going to Mpulungu.  So at the junction they rolled it off the semi and onto the top of our vehicle.  Steve had about 3K to our house, which was a very slow drive.</font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">One and a half weeks ago, Steve asked the water company if they realized that in the last 14 days we only got water for three days?!?!  Since then water has come everyday morning and night for more than two hours!!!! </font></p> <p align="left"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We are thankful for the abundant water and for the new tank.  </font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-35961701136397496642014-12-25T05:20:00.001-05:002014-12-25T05:20:35.329-05:00Merry Christmas<p>Merry Christmas from the Schwarzs here in Zambia!  The teenagers slept in and so we had a late start to our morning.  Steve and Seth don’t sleep in very well.  I forgot to shut the curtain and so the sun was shining in my face at 6 AM.</p> <p>We did our devotions and then worked together to make breakfast.  It consisted of fresh squeezed OJ, oatmeal bread toast, eggs, and fried potatoes (those are Steve’s specialty).  We also had Krispie Kreme donuts that we had pulled out of the freezer.  I made the dough a few weeks ago and Steve fried them up.  Thanks to Mary Margaret for telling us how good they are out of the freezer.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-k1KICIZOyLE/VJvkMhVAtwI/AAAAAAAABf4/-W2JBkjb364/s1600-h/IMG_1080%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1080" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1080" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-y7SQWiDh88U/VJvkRIkRgAI/AAAAAAAABgA/NUAkFUy3Sfo/IMG_1080_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="414" height="318" /></a></p> <p align="center">Steve making donuts!</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ScjS8uJrZJQ/VJvkgWycDhI/AAAAAAAABgI/pI9c7C7FEmc/s1600-h/IMG_1081%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1081" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1081" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jzb0OVCnEZ8/VJvklgIEobI/AAAAAAAABgQ/jyyyZkCdFDk/IMG_1081_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="424" height="326" /></a></p> <p align="center">Lane let these girls in the house the other day.  They love attention from their humans!  Sara and Kenzie, six months old and weighing 50 pounds already.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JNMf62pxW5k/VJvk1C-750I/AAAAAAAABgY/mJs9cJfytYo/s1600-h/IMG_1097%25255B6%25255D.jpg"><img title="" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-IndbHiza-Vk/VJvk56KLu-I/AAAAAAAABgg/03PhrgTrMeY/IMG_1097_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="322" height="396" /></a></p> <p align="center">Merry Christmas to all our family and friends!</p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-2396710499010589722014-11-16T09:26:00.001-05:002014-11-16T09:26:42.343-05:00Cactus<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">If you were going to drive to our house and we gave you directions, we would tell you about the tall cactus just outside of our gate.  It is the only cactus like it on our road.  Actually, I haven’t seen any thing like it here in Mbala.  When you have arrived at our gate, you will know you are at the right place because of this tall cactus.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uqgahbtG3w0/VGiz4hPuoVI/AAAAAAAABes/kjSUKKkVeDE/s1600-h/Mbala-July%2525202012%252520%25252821%252529%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="Mbala-July 2012 (21)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Mbala-July 2012 (21)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XEcBmsyxezA/VGiz6vqioGI/AAAAAAAABe0/H0xYpg7GKUM/Mbala-July%2525202012%252520%25252821%252529_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="409" height="320" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">One Sunday, last spring (that is spring in the northern hemisphere) after church we pulled up to our gate.  While waiting for Tobias and Lane to unlock the gate we notice that several of the tall limbs of the cactus had been cut.  Steve thought maybe the wind blew them down.  I’m thinking no way.  It isn’t even the windy season and it has never happened before.  Clement finally remembered that Zesco (electric company) had come by and told him they needed to be trimmed.  They were getting to close the electric wires.  He informed the guy that is was Zesco’s job to trim stuff away from their electric wires.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">So we go in and have lunch.  In the middle of lunch, Steve gets up, gets gloves, and goes outside.  He wants to see how heavy they are.  He proceeds to hauling them all into the yard.  We even had to get the ladder out as some were still stuck up in the cactus.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I didn’t think they should go to waste and so asked Clement to plant some along another wall in our yard.  I like the color green in God’s world and this one I wouldn’t have to water!  Best kind of plant to have when you get 6 to 7 months of NO rain.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-fPwxdr0NtCo/VGiz9TLYvoI/AAAAAAAABe8/oXj2xCxLusA/s1600-h/IMG_0779%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0779" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0779" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cd9x8o_M1U4/VGiz-8fwacI/AAAAAAAABfE/C-QuFsMXrNI/IMG_0779_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" height="314" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">My long line of cactus soldiers!</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2TKWkQpV2Xg/VGi0Bm7O-LI/AAAAAAAABfM/AB_AzQVecZo/s1600-h/IMG_0780%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0780" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0780" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-2Ejeg1IuIqE/VGi0DEs-2xI/AAAAAAAABfU/hZDUxTvoF_Y/IMG_0780_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="410" height="315" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">These two pictures were taken soon after they were planted.  I was thinking that here at least we would never have to trim them because of electric wires.  But look closely in the picture.  There are electric wires running right down the outside of our wall.  Next hope – maybe they will not grow too fast.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yMzjvD1uzLs/VGi0Fth0d2I/AAAAAAAABfc/qIYdBbUkKGY/s1600-h/IMG_1059%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_1059" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_1059" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-g01AtVZobwc/VGi0HOd52uI/AAAAAAAABfk/AOjRwf1Tags/IMG_1059_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="304" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This picture was taken today!  All but three of them have new growth on them.  It starts out as little as the tip of your pinky finger.  The first picture shows the cactus with no new growth and then this is the same cactus.  It grew this much with no rain and we didn’t water them!</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-78251954308254477142014-10-22T06:20:00.001-04:002014-10-22T06:20:12.524-04:00July Newsletter<p><font size="4" face="Comic Sans MS">First Baptist Bible School in Mbala</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Our first Bible School was a success! As Steve was praying and planning the start of Bible School in Mbala, he felt that a different format may help the students better remember what they learn. Bible School is normally held for six days with four courses being taught. It was decided that a two and a half day format with only one or two courses would be more productive. Instead of having three sessions per year, our format will have a session every two months that rotate between the villages we work in. This is a work in progress that will certainly adapt over time to best meet the discipleship needs.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The first Bible School was held at the Kaseshya Church. They had been meeting in the local school up until one week before the Bible school was held. The school started charging rent, so the people began looking for and praying about a piece of land that they could buy.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ieCoiB6q9C8/VEeD6OwWjkI/AAAAAAAABdg/9h8C0lJ0ksk/s1600-h/IMG_20140624_123829%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140624_123829" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140624_123829" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wQD947r0X1M/VEeEA7y67jI/AAAAAAAABdo/sKlc-nLnT4w/IMG_20140624_123829_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" height="316" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Just a few months ago, they bought a piece of property and have been hard at work making bricks. All this has been happening during the harvest season! I’m am surprised at this, but it goes to show how serious they are at getting their own place to worship. In order to meet the needs of Bible School, the Kaseshya people constructed a temporary grass building and built a toilet facility. Construction was finished a week before Bible School started. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aYHpUjwNdt0/VEeEJO9AflI/AAAAAAAABdw/cGnUVOagVKM/IMG_20140624_085629%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"><img title="IMG_20140624_085629" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140624_085629" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BR2GSNvgtNo/VEeEQ2IFvTI/AAAAAAAABd4/Xs0eWFexBhI/IMG_20140624_085629_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" height="312" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Leading up to Bible School, Steve was surprised as the applications kept coming in. His expectation was a class of ten people or less. When class began we had eighteen students in attendance! God is good! The students came from five different villages. Two students even came across the border from Tanzania. </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">For this first session they studied Old Testament Survey I and New Testament Survey I. They had class on Tuesday and </font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Wednesday from 8AM until 6PM followed by examinations on Thursday morning.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NFHQCl2u7bk/VEeEk2ajMvI/AAAAAAAABeA/-gMpk0dpUvk/IMG_20140626_130022%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800"><img title="IMG_20140626_130022" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140626_130022" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-j_nLtMuA7HE/VEeEzBg5auI/AAAAAAAABeI/bCRIwuc4hgI/IMG_20140626_130022_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="397" height="305" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Right across the road from the church lives a man who comes to our Bible study during the week. He is a member of another church but he graciously let us do all of our meal preparation at his home. Three women who were not taking the classes did a wonderful job of cooking and serving breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Other church members opened up their homes for the traveling students to sleep each night. Things went so well that if we didn’t know better, we would think that Bible school in Mbala had been going on for years. The Lord exceedingly and abundantly provided beyond our expectations!</font> </p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MNe6d1DvtIk/VEeE0wITpAI/AAAAAAAABeQ/kXwuh57e9ag/s1600-h/IMG_20140625_122527%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140625_122527" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140625_122527" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kEqAjuK1PN8/VEeE2PM-jUI/AAAAAAAABeY/RaFwk9mCdx4/IMG_20140625_122527_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="311" /></a></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-83172325372554114762014-07-14T06:37:00.001-04:002014-07-14T08:56:16.705-04:00A New Experience for Me - Rita<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This past Sunday I took my camera to church for two reasons.  The first one was that I wanted a family picture of us in our Sunday clothes before Tobias leaves us.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-408miMlcWkE/U8OyaNmDXWI/AAAAAAAABa4/RyEf1SyE3lI/s1600-h/IMG_0935cropped%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5WxW2ATsaXk/U8OychRAY1I/AAAAAAAABbA/2bFYU4f4ozU/IMG_0935cropped_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="403" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The second reason was we were having baptism.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wpcwfyrGu8c/U8OyfoSQfvI/AAAAAAAABbI/4p1CgMsqADI/s1600-h/IMG_0969%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0969" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0969" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1oULfx_dop0/U8OyhbRusnI/AAAAAAAABbQ/aKhu6rY2pCc/IMG_0969_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="315" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We always stop at this one couple’s house and pick them up and take them to church with us since they are on the way.  Steve said I should take a picture of a Zambian corn crib for my Dad who is a farmer.  So at this couples house I jumped out to take a picture of their corn crib.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CU7DLrFiuxc/U8OykHMCN5I/AAAAAAAABbY/zzoqV0zNxJg/s1600-h/IMG_0928%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0928" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0928" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_dUTjzVEwck/U8Oylxv48HI/AAAAAAAABbg/38dclb0tkDA/IMG_0928_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="421" height="324" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">When we got to church and had our picture taken, I then took pictures of the two couples already there.  I went in to put my stuff on the school desk and saw the cattle corral out the window.  I decided I would take a picture of that too for my dad.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-XRlX8KK0yvo/U8Oyo3zaaEI/AAAAAAAABbo/VolrmM9YiZo/s1600-h/IMG_0948%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0948" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0948" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-B1D6M1BYozU/U8Oyq7zygBI/AAAAAAAABbw/t3ZsKBNEmT8/IMG_0948_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="322" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">When I got back outside the lady whose corn crib I took a picture of grabbed my hand and started leading me up the hill.  This was a first for me.  I was being taken somewhere and at first didn’t understand.  She doesn’t speak English and I don’t speak ci-Mambwe.  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">But I soon figured it out.  She was taking me to get a picture of a larger corn crib with corn in it. </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UF_vdMJU1hI/U8OytovB8lI/AAAAAAAABb4/9W6-qIcrTz0/s1600-h/IMG_0942%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0942" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; 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border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; float: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0940" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-z5o3xLA9pbk/U8Oy44wDC2I/AAAAAAAABcg/wN_31LoiGaE/IMG_0940_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" align="left" height="304" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UUWJCFWv1iY/U8Oy2-GsiEI/AAAAAAAABcY/HeruXbtrpjY/s1600-h/IMG_0940%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"> </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I also got pictures of the corn being shelled and the cattle!  After each picture I had to show everybody the picture on the little screen.  So much laughing was going on!!  They loved to see themselves on my little screen.  Much fun was had all around even though we didn’t understand each others words!  And all this before church.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">After church we walked down to the stream and three new believers were baptized.  As we finished up a small herd of cows came to get a drink.  Actually, the boys informed me they were all bulls.  </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pzt9Eq9TTi0/U8Oy7vWy6rI/AAAAAAAABco/yFKTJPwA5vo/s1600-h/IMG_0976%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0976" style="border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px; border-top-width: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0976" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8mfGYtPZkE0/U8Oy9eBupwI/AAAAAAAABcw/heI8o0XCr7c/IMG_0976_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" height="314" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">As we were walking back up the road, I heard a small rumble.  I looked back and another herd of cows were running down the road to the water.  We baptized just in time.  Those cows were thirsty.   They ran into the water right where we were.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">It was a wonderful day worshipping our Lord and Savior.  Also, a good day to baptize – much warmer than Saturday was.</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-45502581187540106372014-07-12T10:07:00.001-04:002014-07-12T10:07:48.388-04:00Mbala Sunset<p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SXuP8ASoekw/U8FA1i-l6jI/AAAAAAAABZA/AB3e5upv_fY/s1600-h/IMG_0840%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0840" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0840" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KoeWZeAdQhE/U8FA3SGqAgI/AAAAAAAABZI/i7s4DsLyRJ8/IMG_0840_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="411" height="316" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">From the house roof – not good, too many trees</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NYMirCpNQos/U8FA5Fpm4lI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mSq5RYSibXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0844%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0844" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0844" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ri3aL3qJbA4/U8FA6qF6qGI/AAAAAAAABZY/tBBlpKfrTS4/IMG_0844_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="412" height="321" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">From up in our tree house.  Much better view!  </font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XTT1unxQiv4/U8FA8HUi7yI/AAAAAAAABZg/aBV9EN0UGWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0845%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0845" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0845" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-kOBnWkgsaZ4/U8FA9_G7JSI/AAAAAAAABZo/rerAFkkaEvc/IMG_0845_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="414" height="318" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Going down.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6YmAFDli2vc/U8FA_XhsElI/AAAAAAAABZw/b7n8Bia4Zps/s1600-h/IMG_0846%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0846" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0846" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-mx2izsIcmSY/U8FBA1_ix2I/AAAAAAAABZ4/pwDW3ructoA/IMG_0846_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="421" height="329" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Zoomed in on the going down!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-NsdgHyLTHHw/U8FBCox7TyI/AAAAAAAABaA/0E3ARPN8CXM/s1600-h/IMG_0847%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0847" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0847" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4-8aN14HSwc/U8FBEKjnh-I/AAAAAAAABaI/4DQV7tW17Gk/IMG_0847_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="417" height="321" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This one is cool, you can see house roofs of our town.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-k6IKSVhZHzk/U8FBGRhoiRI/AAAAAAAABaQ/YTpvU7imqkg/s1600-h/IMG_0848%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0848" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0848" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kONTFP1t_uo/U8FBIbnTfmI/AAAAAAAABaY/aCjy1inylT0/IMG_0848_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="321" /></font></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">All gone.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Uni31aXhWiQ/U8FBKTVzCeI/AAAAAAAABag/0E4uoJ8GvlU/s1600-h/IMG_0851%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img title="IMG_0851" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0851" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-f8fmqnjLV6A/U8FBL8JmQLI/AAAAAAAABao/to7pkt49YpI/IMG_0851_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="322" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I finally got pictures of the sunset here in Mbala, thanks to Tobias.  So many times it is so beautiful but it doesn’t last long.</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-7712204890363626932014-07-12T09:53:00.001-04:002014-07-12T09:53:23.273-04:00Birthday, Graduation, Leaving Africa Party<p>On May 8th Tobias turned 18! My brain doesn’t think I’m old enough to have a child that old. </p> <p>We had a party for him the weekend before his birthday. Matthew, one of his friends is in boarding school and this is when it suited them to come too. This was the last time he would get to see Matthew. </p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VRxy4p_5wtg/U8E9Q0HgcCI/AAAAAAAABW8/fN9-aGgstjg/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%25252811%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (11)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (11)" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-IaWf21CfxvQ/U8E9TI2R1oI/AAAAAAAABXE/nQ3liUjy6Lw/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%25252811%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="305" /></a></p> <p align="center">Joel, Tobias, and Matthew</p> <p align="center">As the title says it was his 18th Birthday Party, Graduation from High School Party, and (sad) I’m leaving Africa for college Party.</p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6Ap1Mnl2V-Q/U8E9VO9zwaI/AAAAAAAABXM/pC6wOgRR6-0/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%25252814%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (14)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (14)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cacYOiCXqyE/U8E9W63dbBI/AAAAAAAABXU/XI5Yboviw9Q/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%25252814%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="318" /></a></p> <p align="center">Eighteen candles make a lot of light!</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Pp6TM9bbDik/U8E9Y-dqS5I/AAAAAAAABXc/vbvxavUpt5E/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525281%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (1)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (1)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-iuPX6q31yKg/U8E9a84kcwI/AAAAAAAABXk/QpMrQhhWryY/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525281%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="424" height="326" /></a></p> <p align="center">Trick candles!!! Never had this kind before. He blew and blew and the flames just kept coming back! :)</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cz8uv0bShhE/U8E9c0qZJ9I/AAAAAAAABXs/z-Ef9Z7GaLE/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525288%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (8)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (8)" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-gJBLS-KlP6U/U8E9ezu1GmI/AAAAAAAABX0/mkrWXyGjU_c/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525288%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="322" /></a></p> <p>Often when our three families get together the kids have to line up shortest to tallest for the food line. I have never gotten a picture and so wanted one while all four kids are still here in Africa. As you can see, Tobias is the tallest, but he has two years on Joel and Matthew. They have time to catch up.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-y1P-P5ojGMg/U8E9g12ejKI/AAAAAAAABX8/6lCgO0WZm_Y/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525283%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (3)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (3)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-euBYPPUNpEs/U8E9jOhjPeI/AAAAAAAABYE/QPEcG5wwQ7M/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525283%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="417" height="321" /></a></p> <p align="center">Opening presents</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-1s7BWQ-efWI/U8E9lhSZX7I/AAAAAAAABYM/IHfROXpY-r0/s1600-h/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525287%252529%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="Tobias 18th Birthday (7)" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="Tobias 18th Birthday (7)" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PkCX-EJT2l4/U8E9p0hnniI/AAAAAAAABYU/fWoLmL6Zjdg/Tobias%25252018th%252520Birthday%252520%2525287%252529_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="422" height="324" /></a></p> <p align="center">Fun times visiting with friends</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-A1NrS4tegM8/U8E9swM1wJI/AAAAAAAABYc/B44YEJ6nBnw/s1600-h/IMG_0820%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0820" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0820" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0iTUfVd_LU0/U8E9u83kJwI/AAAAAAAABYk/ivjCtv1GS-M/IMG_0820_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="428" height="334" /></a></p> <p>One week after his birthday Steve and Tobias did a Father / son hike with two nights camping.</p> <p>Tobias did all the planning. Steve didn’t just want to walk on the road from Mbala all the way to the falls. So Tobias got on Google Earth trying to see if he could find trails. He did and they didn’t get lost!! There are no signs to guide you through the bush.</p> <p>Improvements have been made to the falls area. There now are guard rails! They have places to camp. They also have showers and flush toilets!!</p> <p>It took them longer to hike it than they expected, so when they got into cell coverage they called for me to come pick them up.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XiXQXq8x-1E/U8E9xtHi82I/AAAAAAAABYs/sXce6BPjwrM/s1600-h/IMG_0821%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0821" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0821" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-J9bOgpmzzjk/U8E9zkGnEZI/AAAAAAAABY0/VFhSadUfF68/IMG_0821_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="305" /></a></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-27047832836064396912014-06-05T08:00:00.001-04:002014-06-05T08:00:33.734-04:00Christmas and Easter Celebrations<p>We had two wonderful celebrations and I have yet to write about them.  So I am going to combine them here for you.  Better late than never telling you.</p> <p>Our two churches in Kaseshya and Chupa got together and planned the Christmas Celebration.  Here in Zambia Christmas is celebrated at church.  The celebration was in a village between the two places in the school there.</p> <p>The service started at 8AM.  We sang songs, some of them were Christmas carols.  Then Steve preached on Christ’s birth.</p> <p>We then walked to a stream where six were baptized.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wu1jRMt9vxQ/U5BbDv4nEfI/AAAAAAAABT0/5gaJ53hJH8s/s1600-h/IMG_0740%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0740" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0740" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-3kk7Q7njn3M/U5BbFxnoPlI/AAAAAAAABT8/VheEUrCmhrM/IMG_0740_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="382" height="294" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-45qFhV0mlbY/U5BbIpIkGRI/AAAAAAAABUE/cO_wPaFNs6Q/s1600-h/IMG_0738%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0738" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0738" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LZmyg5zc0HQ/U5BbKutHxlI/AAAAAAAABUM/Xkbys_adMkI/IMG_0738_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="384" height="295" /></a></p> <p>Lane timed the walk on the way back, 45 minutes.  We got sunburned!!</p> <p>When we got back to the school we celebrated the Lord’s Supper together.  This was the first time for those that were just baptized and for the church in Chupa.</p> <p>While all this was happening, men and women were slipping out to go help cook our noon meal.  The chickens had to be killed, plucked, and cooked.  Fresh Chicken.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-JIXXqWrTbXs/U5BbNDLTTaI/AAAAAAAABUU/VOWW92GIfMg/s1600-h/IMG_0755%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0755" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0755" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-o1bSKk5R4Sk/U5BbOsjpsQI/AAAAAAAABUc/ypcGTQnRfbw/IMG_0755_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" height="314" /></a></p> <p>That is one big pot of inshima!!  The fire is right beside the pot next to the wall.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-QdFJWVO-VOY/U5BbRW_OusI/AAAAAAAABUk/GLBXzMqfvX8/s1600-h/IMG_0756%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0756" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0756" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-W36BOeQlyBY/U5BbTTZAt2I/AAAAAAAABUs/hDXPezHyjiA/IMG_0756_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="410" height="315" /></a></p> <p align="center">Serving up the food.</p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4cUGVy3l_Lw/U5BbV8rr_uI/AAAAAAAABU0/JpKGUGqvcwI/s1600-h/IMG_0760%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0760" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0760" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-5R8a6elSNP4/U5BbX0EgmgI/AAAAAAAABU8/I8JRBzVOStE/IMG_0760_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="413" height="323" /></a></p> <p align="center">Women visiting while cooking!</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-91vxgcgm2I8/U5BbZ5o2ACI/AAAAAAAABVE/mu0a5Zhhtao/s1600-h/IMG_0762%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0762" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0762" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-6Q3mWzY2tpM/U5Bbb8nE7EI/AAAAAAAABVM/1u9kW7-pQOo/IMG_0762_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="321" /></a></p> <p align="center">Waiting on the food.</p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RsWDxm5o-nk/U5BbePvnQAI/AAAAAAAABVU/a64p-b5T93w/s1600-h/IMG_0764%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_0764" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_0764" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xhTsq8wo3nc/U5BbgFQcg-I/AAAAAAAABVc/zp0rcPwpovI/IMG_0764_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="421" height="324" /></a></p> <p>It started pouring while we were eating. So we hung around a while waiting for it to stop.  It didn’t!</p> <p>The Easter Celebration was held in Zombe village. This village is an in between point for Kaseshya and Chupa.  For a few months now, this has been a preaching point for Steve on Tuesdays.</p> <p>This was a weekend long effort.  On Friday night half of the Jesus Film was shown, followed by preaching.</p> <p>On Saturday they did evangelism in two different villages.  Then finished the Film in the evening with a sermon again.</p> <p>On Sunday we had a wonderful Easter Service with the two churches and the preaching point.</p> <p>The women cooked up a delicious Zambian meal of chicken, nshima, and a veggie.</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-P8y65mTJFdc/U5BbiejuSUI/AAAAAAAABVk/ByTEaY_bQj4/s1600-h/IMG_20140418_154659%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140418_154659" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140418_154659" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HkRu8hVdpWc/U5BbkProLcI/AAAAAAAABVs/18vx94aGMlI/IMG_20140418_154659_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="378" height="291" /></a></p> <p>Before the service.  It ended up being too windy and so we took the tarp down.</p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LQdGZBw2iLA/U5BbnrJPtaI/AAAAAAAABV0/L2Ux0rxvTaE/s1600-h/IMG_20140418_161658%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140418_161658" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140418_161658" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pWx1Hu1Tbl0/U5BbozXmEgI/AAAAAAAABV8/EIrUclaGRA4/IMG_20140418_161658_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="292" /></a></p> <p align="center">Double Rainbow on Easter morning!!</p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hFXhajeMFjc/U5Bbr0Zw7WI/AAAAAAAABWE/CT7olpx7ZmE/s1600-h/IMG_20140420_122840%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140420_122840" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140420_122840" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-23MD6Fu9wlE/U5Bbtt5pT0I/AAAAAAAABWM/ddi7KQR98lU/IMG_20140420_122840_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="277" height="374" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cdt_kM5uXcw/U5BbwveBFkI/AAAAAAAABWU/UREhI3gwLrU/s1600-h/IMG_20140420_122903%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140420_122903" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140420_122903" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--dox6_wzMq8/U5BbyeEiQBI/AAAAAAAABWc/qAP0012Zx7E/IMG_20140420_122903_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="278" height="375" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-UCMh1QV5Lms/U5Bb1G8LlfI/AAAAAAAABWk/e9Q4ZY72bqY/s1600-h/IMG_20140420_122912%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img title="IMG_20140420_122912" style="border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px" border="0" alt="IMG_20140420_122912" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jGLeRmpjbMk/U5Bb2yl3EuI/AAAAAAAABWs/YbM8XQnHCfM/IMG_20140420_122912_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="285" height="385" /></a></p> <p>We got a few rain drops on us, but mostly just had passing clouds.</p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-12240575840349422832014-04-05T05:14:00.001-04:002014-04-05T05:14:01.276-04:00Mud and Ministry<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Our last post was about water.  Well, all that rain is making a lot of mud for us to play in.   It also makes it harder for Steve to do ministry.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">On Sunday morning we set out for Chupa village.  We haven’t taken the new road since the middle of January.  It is only made by men with hoes and shovels.  No rock or dirt was hauled in.  So the road going across the dumbo (swamp) is just swamp mud piled up to make a road.  It is very slick stuff.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The way we go now is a more direct route, but it is through the bush and less traveled.  This means it is very slow going.  At one point in this little two wheel track a spring runs out onto the road. On Saturday we had some heavy down pours.  This little spring was a rushing creek.  It washed away sections of the road going down the hill.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Steve just went kind of fast, afraid he might get stuck.  If I was driving I would have stopped at each section trying to figure out the best way to go.  I just watched the side of the road and noticed that water was coming out every-where the whole way down the road!  The land is too saturated and the water is just running off.</font></p> <font face="Comic Sans MS"></font><font face="Comic Sans MS"></font> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We came to a corner in the road that is usually dry and got stuck. I could not open my door as it was in the mud!</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8I6oJnWJ7EE/Uz_JHUKDMwI/AAAAAAAABS4/7xSFHi-LGI8/s1600-h/IMG_20140316_090631%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_20140316_090631" border="0" alt="IMG_20140316_090631" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-9eIkGRWqLdE/Uz_JJdtkBFI/AAAAAAAABTA/_yAnZ3OenCQ/IMG_20140316_090631_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="421" height="324" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The guys climbed out and Steve got the high-lift jack down off the roof.  Jimmy went down the road to the farm and came back with a hoe.  Three men were on the corner talking when we got stuck right in front of them.  Three more rode up on bicycles. So we had help.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rog_m1AAOYs/Uz_JNCrPmZI/AAAAAAAABTI/2udF0kVpTgc/s1600-h/IMG_20140316_090950%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_20140316_090950" border="0" alt="IMG_20140316_090950" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-kNDbRMfW9fw/Uz_JQjenwFI/AAAAAAAABTQ/2A2RyWIIejU/IMG_20140316_090950_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="419" height="322" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">They jacked up the back corner and got some cut pieces of timber to put under </font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">the tire. Then because of all the water and mud the jack didn’t want to go down. Steve got it part way down, but it was also going side-ways. So they had to move the boards and then they rocked the car, which still didn’t work.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Clement and Jimmy (who took off their shoes to save them) went running sock footed down the road and came back with some long pole like tree branches.  They positioned this behind the back tire and four men used the pole like a jack to lift the vehicle.  Thus  “African Jack.”  It worked!!!  We got our jack out.</font>  </p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We jacked up the front and went through the whole same process again.  Jack went up but not down.</font></p> <font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We finally had boards under two tires, and lots of sticks laying sideways for Steve to drive over.  He backed it right out of the mud hole.  Thanks to a logging truck that got stuck earlier in the week on the other side of the road we had lots of wood to use and didn’t need to cut any.  But we do carry an axe in the car.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dOB3-Q-Dw08/Uz_JS3MDTNI/AAAAAAAABTY/z5bp_FY0n_0/s1600-h/IMG_20140316_100219%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_20140316_100219" border="0" alt="IMG_20140316_100219" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-O2QiisWcyk8/Uz_JU0MTd0I/AAAAAAAABTg/WRKbbqCX9wc/IMG_20140316_100219_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="397" height="305" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">At </font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">this point, one and a half hours has passed. Steve had been laying in the mud.  I figured we would turn around and go home.  Nope, Steve was determined we were going to church.  Steve also didn’t think we could make it back up the hill.  I’m thinking we can’t get through this mud hole!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Steve drove on the other side of the road where all the sticks were from someone else getting stuck.  The back tire did get stuck again, but it was easily fixed.  Sticks were placed around it and out he drove.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">A little side note.  Every time we are out in the village, when we get back in the car we all use germ-x.  This has rubbed off onto Clement our Zambian ministry partner.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We thanked they guys and they road off.  Steve, Clement, and Jimmy tried to wash off their hands and arms in the mud puddles.  Clement smiles and asks, “Can you please pass the germ-x?”  We all had a good laugh.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Just down the road is Stanzia Farms.  They are harvesting their Eucalyptus trees.  They lay them down right across the road and we have to drive through the field. Steve and Clement decided to walk that before we tried to drive through it.  It ended up being solid, so we drove through it and on to church.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">At church we asked about the rain and which way we could possibly go to get back home.  They all tell us a lot of rain has fallen that side (pointing).  What about crossing the swamp to Mulunda?  They all shake their heads NO.  What about going to and crossing the end of the swamp which is up near Kaseshya and then we could take that main road back.  Again heads shake NO.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The only other way out is to continue down the walk path to Landula village which is 7 kilometers away. After that it was another 5 km out to a main road. They said the buses are still running on that side, so we should make it out.</font></p> <font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I, Rita, have been on that road once maybe two or three years ago.  It crosses another part of the swamp and was bad.  Steve was on this road just a year ago and it was very bad then.  The Zambians described our vehicle as dancing as it went down this road!</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We were in for a nice surprise. The road has been fixed properly.  No mud, rounded up ditches away from the road, and rock hauled in. The swamp was full of water, but the road was dry.</font></p> <font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Once we got to that road </font></font></font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">it was a pleasant trip back. The way we have been going to Chupa is the most direct route.  It is about 22 km to get there from our house but takes about 45 minutes. The fastest way takes about 35 minutes but is 28 km.  The way we came home after church ended up being a 38 km drive.</font></p> </font></font> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">It was a nice drive though.  I, got to see the village Steve and Clement want to start working in this April. Steve also got to experience the newly graded road. This will be the best way to get to that village.</font></p> </font></font> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">On Wednesday, Steve and Clement went to Chupa for Bible Study. They drove the fastest way and parked the car at the headman’s house near the swamp.  Then they got their bikes down off the roof and walked /biked the rest of the way in.  When they got home there were more muddy clothes that needed to be washed.</font></p> <font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Steve was in Kasama that Thursday and Friday.  It was a supply trip and our vehicle needed its 100,000 km check-up. Steve found rain suits (jacket and pants) for him and Clement.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">So that Sunday they again parked the car and biked the rest of the way in.  This time wearing gum boots, rain pants, and jackets.   All of this may seem extreme, but it is a small price to pay for the Word of God to go forth in life changing power!</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-19990882427969382992014-03-22T16:08:00.001-04:002014-03-22T16:08:57.300-04:00Water<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Water - we need it in so many ways. We drink it. We use it to wash our clothes. We use it to wash the dishes. We use it to clean our house and vehicle. We use it to water our garden.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Right now we are in the rainy season. The rainy season officially starts at the end of October, but it doesn’t rain a lot then. By December it is raining on a regular basis, as in everyday! Sometime in the middle of January the rain steps up its pace. I call them gully washers. A lot of rain is falling most everyday. In February there is usually about a 1 week break from this rain. This February that didn’t happen. Although, the first week of March we had a whole week where it only rained once.  We had sunshine and blue skies.   We are loved it. This must be our late Feb. break. We are also loving the green grass that all this rain is giving us.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Like some of you in the States, we are on town water. But unlike you we cannot just open the facet and get water anytime we want. The water is sent most of the time twice a day, around 6 AM and again at 6PM. So you have to store your water so that when you open the facet you will have some. </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We have a dry erase marker board on the kitchen wall where I try to keep track of the water on a four week cycle. Did it come or not? When the water comes for two weeks straight, you start to forget to go look. Also, Steve looks when he comes back from morning exercise. If he doesn’t exercise one day, then I need to remember to go look. Keeping track of the water coming helps us on our usage. If it didn’t come, maybe I will not do the wash that day. Also, we limit the amount of water on baths.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">In the middle of January the water didn’t come for 5 days. We also spent the week leading up to this dry time forgetting to check up on the water. So we were not as prepared as we could have been.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The Thursday of that dry spell was a nice sunny day. So Steve and our worker, Clement, built a rain gutter to catch the rain at the shed next to our water storage well. It drains right into the well. Thursday night we had one of our gully washer rains and it almost filled the empty well. When this nice rain came, we were at the point of going the next day to our friends outside of town to fill up 55 gallon water drums.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Once the water company got the part to fix their pump we had great water for two weeks. Then something happened and no water for 5 days again. Five days seems to be a magic number for water not to come.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This time we were better prepared. We have four barrels with water stored in them. By limiting our water and with the help of the rain we didn’t need to load up the barrels to get more.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Whatever the problem, it was fixed and water came. One day later Steve had all the barrels full again for the next time. We now have 6 barrels. So if we manage to keep track of the water coming, we will be prepared for the next water outage.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-30xml1TjtTI/Uy3tn_Sb8lI/AAAAAAAABSg/RWoH-1ZjjFA/s1600-h/IMG_0777%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0777" border="0" alt="IMG_0777" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-235udmYkafk/Uy3tz2g_TNI/AAAAAAAABSo/uXQrtt9JQeY/IMG_0777_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="426" height="328" /></a></p> <p><font face="Comic Sans MS">The blue pipe / rain gutter on the shed.  In the foreground is our mud brick, cement plastered water storage well.  A piece of plywood and a truck bed cover keep the leaves and dirt out.</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-66646603124781250562013-09-16T11:15:00.001-04:002013-09-16T11:15:35.269-04:00Cooking in Zambia<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I’m uploading some newsletters to the blog for those who don’t get them.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">While on stateside we were asked how cooking is different in Zambia than in America. This person doesn’t like using the internet and so instead of addressing this on the blog, I will attempt to write it in the newsletter. Steve does the newsletter and it is usually full. I’m going to just write my own version of the newsletter and try to send it two weeks after his. So maybe you will hear from us more often.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Cream of Mushroom soup is what I’m going to talk about this time. Delicious Chicken and Tuna Noodle Casserole are two recipes we love. I double the recipes for our family of six, so that means I need two cans of cream of mushroom soup.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We can buy condensed cream of mushroom soup in Lusaka which is 13 hours away. But when I open the can the stuff just runs out. In America is it a thick lump and stays in the shape of the can. I then wonder if this is going to change my recipe.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">If I use two cans a week, with 52 weeks, in a year that is 104 cans a year. That adds up. We only go to Lusaka 3 or 4 times a year. That is a lot of cans to stock up on .</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">In America you have garbage pick up and recycling. Here in Zambia I have this lovely pit in which to throw all of my garbage. We use to need a ladder to get down into the pit and light it, not any more. It is a little scary at how fast it is filling up. I do buy things in cans, but cream of mushroom soup it not one of them.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wFdNAYV_Z5s/Ujcgf90QxxI/AAAAAAAABRA/YV-UAmgGbyM/s1600-h/Trash%252520burn%252520pit%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Trash burn pit" border="0" alt="Trash burn pit" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-pqlOVgxxCBY/UjcghzAdYfI/AAAAAAAABRI/IpsTtm0X0iw/Trash%252520burn%252520pit_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="392" height="301" /></font></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">So when I make Delicious Chicken or Tuna Noodle Casserole I have to add a step and first make cream of mushroom soup. Following is the recipe.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Condensed Soup Substitute</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">3 Tbsp. butter or margarine</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">3 Tbsp. flour</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">1/4 tsp. salt</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">1 cup milk</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Melt butter in heavy saucepan. Blend in flour and salt, cooking and stirring until bubbly: Using wire whisk to prevent lumps, stir in milk a little at a time. ( like a white sauce) Cook just until smooth and thickened. Makes slightly over 1 cup and is approximately the same amount as one 10 oz. can.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Using this recipe you can add 1/4 cup chopped mushrooms and 1 Tbsp. finely chipped onion into the melted butter before adding the flour and you have cream of mushroom soup. You can also make cheese soup, tomato soup, celery soup, onion soup, and chicken soup. I actually make cream of nothing soup. I don’t even add the mushrooms although we do have those over here. I just don’t bother buying them in the store or in the bush. You can buy huge ones along the side of the road here in Zambia.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I leave you with “The Jumper” a braver soul than I am.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> <a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-T-8_FUQQl7I/UjcgjS5wEZI/AAAAAAAABRQ/2lSlRzT6a1s/s1600-h/The%252520Jumper%25255B3%25255D.jpg"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="The Jumper" border="0" alt="The Jumper" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qMpmYKNnzaM/UjcglBpvLzI/AAAAAAAABRY/DJ1bcyKbsFQ/The%252520Jumper_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="308" /></font></a> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This is off the end of a boat into Lake Kariba!</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-23649759108722645262013-07-31T14:21:00.001-04:002013-07-31T14:21:50.748-04:00Kalwa Farm<p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MZrIwQ-2YOo/UflVTInoCTI/AAAAAAAABNI/eOiXJP9AUVo/s1600-h/IMG_0516%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0516" border="0" alt="IMG_0516" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--s46lFY5Tj4/UflVUxR12oI/AAAAAAAABNQ/ECtLgL7ghJ0/IMG_0516_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" height="311" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We now break our trips to Lusaka into two days.  We stop at this lovely farm.  The house was built in the 1920’s.  We use the wood stove to heat up our supper that we bring in the cooler.  It is a perfect stopping point and doesn’t cost us an arm or a leg.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bka8vb_IW2w/UflVXpr-bqI/AAAAAAAABNY/ECTWxfs09mY/s1600-h/IMG_0514%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0514" border="0" alt="IMG_0514" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QyqEz1exhOk/UflVZjpqAtI/AAAAAAAABNg/GAdwf9A1ZyE/IMG_0514_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" height="316" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Fire for hot water.</font></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-8zV1AhbJ5KY/UflVb_2p7aI/AAAAAAAABNo/45qzroaMICA/s1600-h/IMG_0511%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0511" border="0" alt="IMG_0511" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VvvmGCOXKWw/UflVdbtKuyI/AAAAAAAABNw/o8O40NabiCU/IMG_0511_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="405" height="311" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Tobias stays in this room.</font></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-WbexUpSXaME/UflVfpwerTI/AAAAAAAABN4/c7wd25dr5Xg/s1600-h/IMG_0510%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0510" border="0" alt="IMG_0510" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Auh-GRL-8wo/UflVhNVS82I/AAAAAAAABOA/qyACp3ZJ4Kk/IMG_0510_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="408" height="314" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Heather stays in this room.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-epOilSV7Njc/UflVjolGIFI/AAAAAAAABOI/kBM2mbKPUEc/s1600-h/IMG_0509%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0509" border="0" alt="IMG_0509" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-cRode_7mtm4/UflVlIcW0SI/AAAAAAAABOQ/UYsNVp84TZQ/IMG_0509_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="311" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Lane, Seth, Steve, and I stay in this room.  The nice thing is these three rooms share one entrance.  Great for families.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Tffyq69MfBs/UflVnjaygjI/AAAAAAAABOY/44xoEJGE8LA/s1600-h/IMG_0512%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0512" border="0" alt="IMG_0512" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PfyuJtpNBuU/UflVpjzEo8I/AAAAAAAABOg/ZGNVWdTaHsA/IMG_0512_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="308" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The back entrance.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nHfxFU36Etg/UflVtF9ZSeI/AAAAAAAABOo/6Foz21X7pos/s1600-h/IMG_0506%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0506" border="0" alt="IMG_0506" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wrpgE0_6ywM/UflVu0SBsoI/AAAAAAAABOw/-j0WF5q14fU/IMG_0506_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="402" height="309" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">At the back facing away from the house.</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-50120310381802870532013-07-31T14:04:00.001-04:002013-07-31T14:04:33.155-04:00Road Trip<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The Adair’s are team members of ours, but we have never been to their house.  So we decided to take some vacation time and go and see them.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We left to visit them on a Monday morning in June.  It ended up being a 10 hour drive from our place.  Only about one hour was on a paved road.  That was on our end of the trip.  The rest of the way was all dirt roads.  On the way to Lusaka, I read or crochet, but not on this trip.  Those two pass times were impossible.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">There is a road close to us that is a much more direct route to Kaputa.  But there is no bridge across a pretty good sized river.  So we went south towards Kasama,  Then drove mostly west and a little south, before we could go straight north.  But then you bump into a lake that we have to drive east and then north to get around it.  Then we again drove west to their place.  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">This lake we had to go around has a lot of swamp around it.  Twice we drove on a road right through the swamp.  I was quit impressed with the elevated road.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5C1zlvUIF0Q/UflRhYNYCvI/AAAAAAAABMQ/_EpPNIZMnlw/s1600-h/IMG_05334.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0533" border="0" alt="IMG_0533" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KdlIuf1ik24/UflRjHalkuI/AAAAAAAABMY/HjBKko76Dss/IMG_0533_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="385" height="296" /></a></p> <p><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ifTKSuhMpDo/UflRmR7if0I/AAAAAAAABMg/ggzlcNq7xV4/s1600-h/IMG_05354.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0535" border="0" alt="IMG_0535" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bPjfp2z6JaY/UflRnjArN8I/AAAAAAAABMo/mftV-FFDy9A/IMG_0535_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="389" height="299" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">When you are driving through the swamp it feels like the water goes on forever.  We also were wondering what  happens when you come across a vehicle going in the opposite direction.  The road was only one lane wide with hardly any places at all to pass.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We had a wonderful time visiting with them and their three little children.  Steve got to go out with James to his Bible studies.  One place James goes to, it is faster to ride a bike there than to drive the vehicle because the road is so bad.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I have always loved my cement block wall around my house for many reasons.  After being at their house I have added a new reason to my list.  It keeps the fires out of my yard.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">One night I heard a new noise and asked, “That isn’t rain is it?”  Nope.  About a block away a lot was burning.  It turned out to be one of their church plants.  We walked to the Bible study the next afternoon.  The insaka was gone.  It was like it was never there.  They build them with wood and grass.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">The next night we are sitting in the living room and again I hear the same noise.  This time the fire was in the lot right behind them.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wL2ICDDB10g/UflRpwLm8kI/AAAAAAAABMw/L-_svSejkig/s1600-h/IMG_05384.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0538" border="0" alt="IMG_0538" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4BCkMx43qFQ/UflRrbsvdbI/AAAAAAAABM4/gwpTea_hJTE/IMG_0538_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="389" height="299" /></a></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Thankfully, James had the foresight to train his yard workers to dig a fire break around his fence on the outside as soon as the dry season begins.  What looked big and bad came to a little patch of dirt and that was then end of it.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I didn’t get any pictures of the children playing.  I’m not sure why I can’t remember to do that.  On Friday morning we drove home.  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">God bless,</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Rita</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font> </p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font> </p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS"></font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-39407599420915377312013-07-20T04:58:00.001-04:002013-07-20T04:58:08.037-04:00Electrical Problems<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">When we got back to our house in Mbala after stateside our yard worker informed us that the gate lights do not work.  He had taken the light bulbs out and checked them in another light socket and found that they work.  So we were not getting any electric at the gate.  We put this on our mental check list of things to do.  At some point we would get to it and fix it.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Well, a few Saturdays later Steve was up early, in the shower getting ready to go to a funeral for the day when all the lights went out.  Now this shouldn’t have happened.  We have our lights wired that when the electric goes the battery automatically takes over.  We don’t have to do anything.  In fact, we hardly know it has happened.  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Steve goes out to the electrical box and something is buzzing.  He ends up turning off the outside lights and then all seams to be working fine.  He also unwired the battery.  We don’t want to ruin that fine equipment.  He then is off to a funeral and ends up being gone until dark.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Now, you have to know that I call Steve – Johnny on the spot.  If something needs fixing he usually is fixing it right away and will not stop to eat until it is finished.  One time just in the past month or two he comes out of the kids toilet room and asks, “How long has the toilet flushing knob been broken?”  It had only broke that week.  But I want him to come home and sit down to supper with us, so we can have a meal as a family.  I knew if I told him right away, he would fix it and we would be eating alone.  Then of course it just slips my mind and I forget to tell him.  So knowing all that it was very hard for him not to fix this on that Saturday.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">So on Sunday afternoon he starts digging up the wires starting at our gate, as we have no idea where on earth it comes into the house.  At one point I went out to check on him and noticed which way he was coming to the house.  It dawned on me where he was going to end up.  There was this pipe above the ground that I have noticed before, but didn’t know what it was for.  Sure enough it was the buried electric for the gate, just not so buried beside the house.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Steve started messing with things.  Turning this off or unwiring that and then turning  the outside lights on to see if they still buzzed.  Then we couldn’t get any lights to come on.  The goal then became to just get the inside lights to work for the evening.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Monday morning we put our yard worker on the job of digging up the rest of the electrical wire between the gate and the house.  Steve got on our ladder and started checking out all the sockets and wiring on our outdoor lights.  We had a light switch outside that the bugs kept getting into and shorting it out.  He was thinking maybe this happened to one of the lights somewhere.  He cleaned them all our and tightened them up so that maybe the bugs will stay out of them.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">In the end the problem was in the wire going to the gate.  Where it bent to go up the side of the house was worn away causing a short.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">A missionary kind of needs to be a jack of all trades.  Steve wore his electrical hat for three days trying to fine the problem and then fixing it.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-OBa10AE99t0/UepRDS76bQI/AAAAAAAABL4/Ok3naq7_aSg/s1600-h/IMG_0357%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0357" border="0" alt="IMG_0357" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-WwKWS3Ib0SM/UepRHP9dCjI/AAAAAAAABMA/nzkNiXL2dr8/IMG_0357_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="401" height="314" /></a> </p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">I’m not sure if you can see this well enough, but this was the wire. It basically just crumbled!  Thankful that my husband has a little know how in the electrical department.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">God bless, Rita</font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6970438303991618166.post-69041677227087753542013-07-20T04:19:00.001-04:002013-07-20T04:19:33.764-04:00ACM–Annual Cluster Meeting<p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">Usually, once a year our cluster gets together for a meeting.  A short-term mission team from a church in  the states comes to help us out.  They bring enough workers to take care of our children and do VBS with them.   </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We start each day out worship God in song in English.  This is a wonderful blessing to us missionaries.  Our Sunday services are in another language.  As missionaries we know and expect the Sunday service to be in another language, but after a while this gets tiring.  You just want to worship God in English if that is your mother tongue!  In the three meetings we have been at the pastor has picked one of the short books in the New Testament and preached through it.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">After an hour church service we launch into the meeting agenda. The cluster leader speaks to us as well as sub-cluster leaders.  The teams each give a report about what they are doing and what is happening in their area.  This is wonderful to see what other missionaries are doing.</font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We also have a late afternoon worship service before supper.  This time our country leaders preached instead of the pastor on the team.  This was wonderful!</font><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">  </font></p> <p><font size="3" face="Comic Sans MS">We are very thankful for the Lottie Moon Offering that makes these meetings possible.  It gives us, the missionaries a time of renewal.  We then head back to our posts, spiritually fed, more on-fire for God, with new ideas as how maybe we can do things better.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1JCFLtnOAxc/UepHG53R_fI/AAAAAAAABKg/hWq9bDCdRyA/s1600-h/IMG_0463%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0463" border="0" alt="IMG_0463" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-lxIkj-a4ri4/UepHJjzg1WI/AAAAAAAABKo/yNKvUhVaxrw/IMG_0463_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="390" height="305" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font face="Comic Sans MS">Tobias and Lane hanging out with other MK’s at meal time.</font></p> <p><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-_Mb88oWm8y8/UepHdA-9pAI/AAAAAAAABKw/6Wg3j4yMTz0/s1600-h/IMG_0465%25255B5%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0465" border="0" alt="IMG_0465" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8gD8SqpRvx8/UepHgc5h2hI/AAAAAAAABK4/5tSFeO4bc90/IMG_0465_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="396" height="310" /></a></p> <p align="center"><font face="Comic Sans MS">Seth relaxing and visiting at meal time with MK’s.</font></p> <p><font face="Comic Sans MS"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vrUv5jIV8CU/UepHowKRn-I/AAAAAAAABLA/8BDt0b07khw/s1600-h/IMG_0441%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0441" border="0" alt="IMG_0441" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YIP5117yjgY/UepHrE7Fx0I/AAAAAAAABLI/4BgL_Ybby4M/IMG_0441_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="404" height="311" /></a></font></p> <p align="center"><font face="Comic Sans MS">Heather on the boat.  We went on a sunset cruise one evening on the Lake!</font></p> <p align="left"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2YZx_us0VQs/UepHx_5TiDI/AAAAAAAABLQ/V9TRQijKW7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0454%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0454" border="0" alt="IMG_0454" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Z6gqQe55FaA/UepH0F-8l8I/AAAAAAAABLY/QHsqNFptXGU/IMG_0454_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="406" height="312" /></a></p> <p><font face="Comic Sans MS">Seth pestered the Captain until he got to pilot the boat!  He decided it wasn’t that much fun.  When you turn the wheel the boat didn’t turn very fast.  But the boat was a two story boat with roof, it wasn’t made to turn on a dime.</font></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4okAcj8eB3g/UepICOP5-pI/AAAAAAAABLg/UPEaEdzbfvw/s1600-h/IMG_0436%25255B4%25255D.jpg"><img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0436" border="0" alt="IMG_0436" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fg2tuTtlPno/UepIE6BDnnI/AAAAAAAABLo/_XA_7UGDKTc/IMG_0436_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="410" height="315" /></a> <font face="Comic Sans MS">A view from the boat back at the bottom end of the resort.  </font></p> <p><font face="Comic Sans MS">God bless, Rita </font></p> Steve and Rita Schwarzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03117135264492691899noreply@blogger.com0