Another Zambian Chapter

New Year's Eve, 2023, what did you do for fun?  We spent three hours that afternoon crossing the border from Botswana into Zambia.  

We still haven't gotten over this amazing bridge across the Zambezi.  We used to enjoy the ferry, the actual crossing, but the confusion and the wait and the pesky "agents" we don't miss.  

The pastor who brought us here called this an African church.  It's made of clay and sticks, and I love it.  

A glimpse into Paul with his translator at a Lusaka church...

and another church outside of town.  Notice the trash baskets for taking the offering.   

The church loves to gather after the service for pictures.  That is the church building in the background.  Dirt floor, stick covered with tarp or sacks.  I'm grateful it didn't rain while we were there, but there was still water on the ground inside from the last hard shower.  

Looks like I'm getting into the photo thing, selfies and all.  

Paul posing with pastors on a different Sunday after church.  I thought it was hot that Sunday, not knowing about the 105 degree temps that were coming.

  

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Outside the pastors conference, things are not so serious.  

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These girls Stephanie and Blessing are just the ages of our granddaughters.  Their Mom Faith and her husband Peter brought us to many places to preach.  

      Back to that church again.  

Paul and his translator named Mission.  

On this hot afternoon, Paul taught the pastors for about an hour, and then sat down to take questions.  His translator thought it was a good idea too.  

This is inside the church made of mud/clay.  Paul bonked his head on a rafter and got mud in his hair.  I like the "stars" that are the sun shining though holes in the pre-owned tin.  

We posed for a LOT of pictures.  This is at Kapila Primary School, at the church that meets in the school.  

I taught one ladies group, and Paul showed up in time for the pictures afterward.    

 Paul preached to these kids.  The schools were closed because there was a cholera epidemic so we went for orphanages and pastors conferences.  There was also some street evangelism.    

We loved staying at BMOZ, the Baptist Mission of Zambia, but apparently I didn't take any pictures there.  We stayed at the Brethren Guesthouse first, for a week.  We read some good books there, and got birthday ideas from that reading.