I’ve just returned from a 4 day recreational time in Pemba during which I full intended to write an update but found myself unable to due to technical difficulties. I was, however, able to enjoy some wonderful air conditioning, an unlimited supply of electricity and water and a larger option for food and restaurants. I’m now back in Mocimboa and decided to write a long overdue letter. Enjoy.

 It’s been well over a month since my last update (for which I profusely apologise) and just over sixth months since my original arrival into Mozambique. Over a quarter of my two-year term has already come and gone and, until recently, my main ministry had remained language learning. This is still a large portion, if not the largest portion, of what I am involved in here, but by God’s grace I am now finding my ministry to be expanding in many different facets. I’ve listed them below and hope that it helps you remember to pray and think of me.

1)      LANGUAGE LEARNING continues to be a large part of my ministry here. I try to meet daily with my language helper (one of the few Mwani believers) and have thoroughly enjoyed my time with him. Unfortunately he has been struggling recently and has not been as consistent as I need. Please pray that he would continue to mature in his faith and that I would not have to look elsewhere for a language helper.

2)      MY NEIGHBOURS are of course a continuous unspoken ministry. I attempt to reserve a couple hours everyday for relationship building with my neighbours. This ministry has no boundaries and can involve anything from giving a little bag of food to giving medical care and offering trips to the hospital to joining in with the community events. A recent event was a large coming of age ceremonies for all the 12 year old boys in our community called a Magala. The closest imagery that I could come up with that might give you an idea of what took place is a carnival of sorts. There were men dressed in masks, a fire blower, drums and music and thousands of people mingling together. Please pray that in all I do with and amongst my neighbours that they would be pointed to God.

3)      MOTOCYCLE MINISTRY is one of the newer additions to my repertoire. Thank you to all who generously donated to help in this purchase. I bought a 50cc motorcycle, a bike that is very similar to what many of the nationals use and one that doesn’t require a motorcycle license. Since the purchase I have travelled over 1000km with it and my neighbours now can’t believe that they ever lived without it. Please pray that the trips that I make with my neighbours will open doors to sharing the gospel. Please also pray for safety on the very dangerous African roads.

4)      CENTRE DE TUMAINI is a community centre built here by Africa Inland Mission and is a large focus of our ministry. There we teach English, run a preschool, run a baraka (a small corner store) and provide a mixture of sports and games for the community. Please pray that Centre de Tumaini will be a place of love for the community.

5)      CHURCH here is often stressful and trying, but we see it as a vital part of reaching the Mwani. The church is primarily Maconde (political and religious enemies with the Mwani) and it has been difficult to get them interested in outreach to the Mwani. I have preached a few times already and we are planning to hold a missions course for church members. Please pray that we would find men and women in our churches who will eagerly join us in reaching the lost.

6)      CHRONOLOGICAL BIBLE STORYING is one of the ways that we have chosen to actively declare God’s word. We go through the Bible from creation through to Christ and tell the stories in a way that leads up to the coming of Christ. I personally have 2 men whom I meet with daily and teach. Their names are Assuedie and Mumadi Insa. Please pray that the telling of the word of God will not return void but will penetrate the hearts and minds of all that hear.

7)      THE LOCAL JAIL is another place where Steve Entwistle and I go to tell the Bible stories. The jail here is particularly nasty. Please pray that amidst the filth and obvious sin God’s light would shine forth.

Thank you for your support, prayers and partnership in God’s ministry here in Mocimboa.

   “You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.”

Matt 5:14-16

Well, my end of the world is rapidly heating up which can only mean one thing; where the majority of the rest of you live the days of shorts and sandles are over and all survival instincts are kicking in simply to keep from shivering. The thermostat here is reading about 34C in the shade and I’m told that it’s supposed to get a fair bit warmer still. This has it’s ups and downs, but I’m reminded that I at least don’t have to pay the high gas prices that come with heating the house.

It’s also the first time in many years where the rising in temperature means Christmas, not summer, is around the corner. And as many of you are enjoying the smells and sounds of this season, I am struggling to rap my mind around how, two weeks before Christmas, I could possibly be wetter because of sweat then I am while pouring water over my head (slightly exaggerated, but not much).

As I sit down to write this update I am once again faced with the dilemma of how to portray in a concise and readable manner all that has taken place over the last month. I have decided that instead of giving you all a step by step journal approach to my life, this letter will instead focus on the one, extremely exciting, but in need of much prayer, event of the past month. For those of you who dislike long updates, here it is in short.

REJOICE, FOR FOUR MWANI LADIES HAVE COME TO CHRIST!

Now for those of you who are sitting by your fireplace enjoying that nice hot cup of coffee, ready and eager to read about what is happening in Mark Stabell’s life, here is the unabreviated version:

The following is true, though the names of certain individuals have been changed for their protection.

As many of you know, one of my team members is a lady from Brazil named Ana Elisa (Ana for short). Ana’s passion is discipleship with women, and so when some ladies came to her asking her to teach them English, she accepted. Four of these ladies (whose names have been changed for their protection) are Mama Mary, Mary, Martha, Naomi and Ruth (connection to Biblical characters is purely due to the author’s lack of creativity). All these ladies are part of the same family. Mama Mary is the mother of Mary, Martha, and Naomi and of course Naomi is the mother of Ruth. During these lessons one of the ladies, who will henceforth adopt the name Mary, became sick and Ana asked if she might pray with her which all the ladies agreed with. Ana then began to frequently pray for those ladies, although Mary did not get better.

One night at the beginning of November, Mary began to cry out in her sleep. This may or may not have been demonic, but may have very well been at least attached to the sickness. Mama Mary immediately called for a “fundi” or witchdoctor to come. Although some of what witchdoctors do is simple herbal remedies, the fundi’s here rely a lot on the spiritual connection and when Ana saw Mary next her legs were cut all over with tiny lacerations to put the medication in and amulets were draped on her head and neck. The ladies were obviously feeling down and depressed as well as heavely burdened

Ana explained to the family that the amulets and fundi don’t work and that only Jesus can heal, save and remove the burden that they were feeling. All the ladies agreed and Mama Mary removed the amulets from Mary’s neck and head. Ana then prayed for them and asked if she could bring a friend to explain more about Christ, a question that was received with eagerness and urgency.

The friend was Patrick Nabwera, one of the Kenyans on our team. Patrick went with Ana and presented the gospel to the ladies, all of whom eagerly accepted the gift of Christ’s sacrifice for their lives.

I wish I could now write that those ladies are rapidly maturing in their faith and that the Mwani church is now rapidly growing. Unfortunately the wait of Islam and family ties is a hard hurdle to overcome. A few days ago a cousin of the family, a “Shehe” or teacher in a mosk on a nearby island, hearing of their conversion, came to visit. He basically said that they could no longer pray with Ana and had to start praying only at the Mosque. He said that if they abandoned Islam he would then abandon them. Please remember that in understanding this situation we must also understand the strong family ties that exist within Islamic African circles.

This was serious threat. and was taken seriously by the family. The mother immediatly apologised to the Shehe and since then the oldest daughter has begun to go regularly to the Mosque, an action that the majority of the Mwani women do not do.

This is not to say that all news is bleak. No! By God’s grace the Shehe has allowed them to continue study the Bible with Ana (which include books tha the Torah says are important to read) and Ana and Violet Nabwera (Patrick’s wife) are meeting regularly with these women.

I chose Matt 5:14-16 to start this update for a reason. As believers we are called lights. A light is something that others should and must notice. If they don’t it means that we are some how hiding our light, covering it with a jar and not putting it on it’s stand. I believe that God has and is working in these ladies lives I hope and pray that they would have the courage to shine their light and praise their Father in heaven.

Which brings us to the list of prayer requests.

1)Please pray for these ladies. Rejoice and praise God at the work that he has done in their lives and plead for their maturing as they study his Word and learn to shine their light.

2)Pray for Ana and the other ladies on the team that are meeting regularly with these ladies. Pray for courage and safety for the attacks of the evil one.

3)Pray for Mary who continues to be sick. Pray for healing and the removal of any spiritual oppression on that lady.

I’ve included Ana Elisa’s website so for any of you who know portuguese can go there and read the story first had for yourselves. Also, feel free to go there to write words of encouragement to her (she can read and understand English).

Thank you all for your prayers and support. Remember to check out my most recent pictures under Nacala and Beyound. I hope to get another note out around Christmas time, but if not until next time, may God bless you. Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Your Partner in Christ;

Mark Stabell

As most of you will hopefully know by now, my main ministry here has been and will continue to be reaching out to the Mwani tribe. For the past three months I have been focussing on learning Kimwani and building relationships with Mwani men in my community. But there’s another side of my time here that I have not yet talked about. As you will remember our team works in Mocimboa da Praia, a small city with a conglomeration (I hope I used that big word right) of tribes, languages and cultures. The two main groups are the Mwani (primarily M-slim) and the Maconde (known as primarily Catholic or Christian).

Because of a whole slough of reasons there is a considerable amount of both verbal and non-verbal tension between these two tribes, a tension that is only intensified by their religions. It is sometimes very tempting to build walls up between us and the Maconde so as not to be associated with them, but because Christ’s Church does exist in this town we as a team feel that we should and want to work with them to reach the lost. And so a good portion of our ministry is encouraging, teaching and learning from the existing Christians here in Mocimboa.

As a team we have split up and attend three different churches from three different denominations that exist in this city. Evangelica, Assembleia de Deus Africana, and (the one I attend) Pentecostal. As is the case in many of the churches in Mozambique, the teaching here is very basic and sometimes even theologically incorrect, but we don’t believe that God would have us disassociate ourselves from the Christians He has placed in here already. And so a good portion of our time is spent reaching and teaching the Maconde Christians, encouraging them in outreach.

I have had the opportunity of preaching twice which is quite a task when my sermons have to be translated from English, to Swahili and then into Shimaconde (the language of the Maconde). Patrick Nabwera (one of the Kenyan members of the team) has a vision to begin a missionary training school which we hope to start in January 2010. Please pray for our team as we continue to teach and partner with the Maconde. Pray that God would use His existing Church to spread the gospel.

But getting the Maconde and the Mwani to work together will be in and of itself a miracle from God because the tension between the Mwani and the Maconde is not just religious and tribal but political as well. In Mozambique there are two main political groups, the Frelimo and the Renamo, with some very violent history. Here in Mocimboa the Frelimo are supported by the Maconde and so the Mwani have decided to side with the Renamo. Over the past few months rallies and political meetings have slowly increase in both size and number in anticipation of the election tomorrow (28 October 2009). Please pray for a peaceful election time as well as the aftermath of the results. Pray that the Maconde Christians would use this time to show peace and love to the Mwani.

Thank you all for your continued support. I have summarized both the above prayer requests as well as a few others directly below. God bless.

1) Pray for the churches we are working with that they would grow in their love for our Lord as well as for their neighbours, the Mwani. (Luke 10:27)

2) Pray for tomorrow’s election as well as the after effects, that God would us this time to spread his kingdom.

3) Up until this point we have been one person short on our team. Margaret Papov had to postpone her arrival because of health reasons. We are eagerly expecting her arrival this weekend. Pray for safe arrival and ease of settling in.

4) I am continuing to work towards purchasing a motorbike. Pray that, if it is His will, God would provide for this purchase.

Thank you for your partnership in spread of the Gospel of Christ.

Well, another month in Mocimboa is drawing to a close. A good quick summary of the past month would be summed up in one word. R-madan (letter removed for security)! R-madan, the M-slim’s month of fasting, began just over 1 month ago and opened both amazing sharing opportunities as well as very difficult and frustrating moments.

One particularly good conversation was with my neighbour, Musa. When R-madan began he was very quick to inform me of his new righteous living and to ask me if I was participating. I quickly informed him that I was not in fact fasting, although I did attempt to eat out of site during the day. On Friday, our team fast day, I had to inform my guard to not cook for me. As is very cultural the news was quickly passed on to my neighbour who then began to watch me closely. Unaware of this fact, I had a drink of water to help me through the day and soon found myself confronted by my neighbour on breaking my fast. This opened up the opportunity for me to ask him what the reason for his fasting was. Although I found his response to be very evasive and confusing (partly because I still don’t know the language) this conversation allowed me to explain my reasons for fasting as well as to (I hope) demonstrate some of Christ’s love. Please keep praying for Musa and his family. His wife has recently given birth to a son, Abdallah whose hands and feet were immediately tied with ropes to ward off spirits and the like. Pray that I would patiently continue to love that family.

I mentioned that R-madan has also been a time of frustration. Satan has these people trapped in a very tight web of lies. They starve themselves daily and splurge at night, prideful in their attempts to gain salvation from a god that doesn’t exist. Although R-madan is officially over and Ede (their end of the month party) has been celebrated, some M-slim’s continue to fast to make up for the sins that they committed during R-madan. Please pray for these people who desperately need the grace and mercy of God.

As this month draws to a close, life goes on as “normal.”

 Prayer Requests

Thank you for your prayers for my language learning. Although I would like to be further ahead I have seen significant improvement and am able to carry on simple conversations with my neighbours. Please pray for patience as I continue to devote my time to learning Kimwani.

I recently preached at the church I am attending and am preaching again this coming Sunday. Pray for the churches that our team are involved in that they would catch the vision to reach out to the lost Mwani.

Please pray as I plan a trip down to Pemba. My DIRE (the Mozambique resident permit) has not come in yet. Pray that it will be there for pick up when I go down to Pemba. I’m also planning to write my drivers license test while down there.

Thank you for your love and support.

Well, I’ve now been in Mocimboa da Praia for over 3 weeks (by the time most of you read this update it will be 4 weeks) and 2 months since I left Canada. In some ways it feels like a very short period of time. In other ways… well with everything that has happened, it’s hard to believe it’s all been able to fit.

 My last update consisted primarily of a very poetic illustration (if I may say so myself) as I attempted to portray my emotions (something I’m told us guys aren’t supposed to have) in a symbolic and picturesque way. If that’s the type of literature you enjoy, then you may want to return to the previous update, because what follows will be a much more facts based description of life here in Mocimboa da Praia. This update will be a lengthy one, so I’ve broken it down into topical sections for your reading convenience. When you grow tired of reading about my life, you may simply finish that section (if you so desire) and return later, when you are refreshed and energised. And I will do my best to keep it exciting and entertaining for you. Enjoy!

 Section One: The Team

I think it best to start with an introduction of the team. I’ve included a picture which you can also find in the “My Pictures” link. As most of you will have heard during one of my presentations, the Mocimboa Team is a very multi cultural team. To make it as confusing as possible I’ll begin the introductions from the middle starting with the three stunningly handsome men in the far back.

Holding his son Jamie (the youngest of our crew) you will find Tim Heaton from England. I’m next in line and beside me, Patrick Nabwera from Kenya.

With those three out of the way, let’s move down to the far left where we will find our fearless leaders, Steve Entwistle and next to him his wife Sharon (both missionary kids from Africa). Next in line are Bronwyn Heaton (Tim’s wife) and Sharon Kunda from Zambia. Our Brazilian, Ana Elisa Messias, is next, followed by Jennifer Straw (brought out to teach the kids). And last in line is Patrick’s wife, Violet.

With that line done, let’s move on to the kids. Jamie is of course in the back being held by his dad. His sister, Katie, is the first of the kids in line from the left. Then we come to the Entwistle kids, Krista, Micah and Josiah. And last in the picture is the Nabwera’s youngest daughter, Abigail. The Nabwera’s have a second daughter name Joy who is in school in Kenya and comes out during holidays

We are currently missing one member from the team. Margaret Papov has been dealing with some health struggles, but hopes to join us in early November.

AND THAT’S THE TEAM!

 Section Two: Settling In

Last you heard from me, I was about to leave Pemba, taking a five hour drive up to Mocimboa. So what’s happened since then? We arrived in Mocimboa on Saturday, and for the first few days I camped out at the Entwistles place as my house received some final touches on it. I think Wednesday night was my first night on my own. As the only single guy on the team I get the house to myself. So that night, confident that I was alone in the house, I lay down ready to receive a much needed night of rest, only to wake up in the middle of the night…

 Section Three: The Intruder

I say that I have the house to myself. This isn’t entirely true as I have recently hired a couple guards whose primary job is to watch over my house whenever I am out, and who also function as dish washers, washing machines, running water and other conveniences that I so often took for granted while in Canada. This allowed me to be out meeting and visiting with neighbours as well as practicing my kimwani. My primary guard up till now, named Mauricio, has also been a huge help in language learning and culture adaptation.

So, with Mauricio outside, I was able to crawl into bed confident that my sleep would go uninterrupted by unwanted visitors. There was however one intruder who was either already in the house or was able to escape Mauricio’s watchful eye. I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of loud crunching and grinding. At the time I passed the sound off to termites in the walls and rafters and decided to remain under the relative safety of my mosquito net.

The next morning I climbed out of bed ready to face anything Mocimboa had to throw at me. I went to clothe myself for the days work ahead and found, to my dismay, a small but significant whole in my nice pair of jeans. I knew then that I was sharing my house with a rat, and one that I knew would not share Ratatouilles respect for the kitchen. I hurriedly went through the rest of my possessions to see what else the rat might have gotten and, to my relief found nothing amiss, until that evening when I went to wash off that day’s accumulation of dust. When I picked up my bar of soap I found that the rat, drawn my it’s fruity scent, must have taken at least one large might out of it. So I carefully wrapped the soap in a plastic bag hoping to guise the smell. That night the rat ate through the plastic to get at the soap. The next night it ate through two plastic bags to get at the soap and the next through two plastic bags and my toiletry bag to get at the soap. I finally placed the soap in a large plastic container in which I keep all my food. It then turned its attention to my toothpaste and a plastic cup. I knew then that something had to be done.

Up till then I had left out some poison flavoured fish that the rat was simply ignoring. Mauricio and I decided that the only solution was to find every nook and cranny that might possible be the rat’s doorway into my house and seal it up with cement. And so we went at it, filling it every whole and crevice we could find. That night I carelessly walked into the kitchen and scaring both I as well as the rat who I can only guess was attempting to find a way to snack on my soap again. And so a great chase began, lead by my guard who quickly joined me in the house. Whenever the rat would run into a hiding spot we poked and prodded until it leapt out into the open again. The exciting chase finally ended in a manner that I have chosen not to include for my more sensitive readers. Needless to say, the rat is no more, and my soap has been free of teeth marks for many nights now.

 Section Four: Mwani Mingling

By God’s grace and providence many of my immediate neighbours are Mwani (the people to which we have come) and one of the friendships that I am building is with a Mwani man named Abdul. Abdul owns a small shop that he runs out of his own house and I walk past him and his family sitting on the grass several times each day. Our conversations rarely get by basic greetings (I have my lack of kimwani to thank for that) but I have already shared in a meal at his place and have had him over to my house for some Mikate (bread) and sha (tea). He is very eager for me to learn kimwani and has shown a desire to learn English as well.

 Prayer Requests

Please pray for Abdul, his wife (Mama Amina) and Amina (his baby girl). Pray that I would use every chance I have to share Christ’s love with them.

Please pray as we have just begun the month of Ramadan and most of the Mwani people are fasting. Pray that the Holy Spirit would be using this month to show the Mwani the slavery of Islam.

Pray for the few Christians here, that they would have boldness to come out of the closet and proclaim themselves as followers of Christ.

Pray for wisdom for us as a team as we cross cultures with each other and the Mwani.

 Finally… “He told them, ‘The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field. Go! I am sending you out like lambs among wolves.’”Luke 10:2-3

 That is all for now! Thank you all for your prayers and support and for your patience as you read about what God is doing in and through me.

Coral reefs! When they’re alive they are places of life and color, considered by many to be some of the most beautiful sites found on earth. That was not the reef that I visited today (July 30, 2009). What I saw today was more of a rock, only covered with water at high tide. Most frequently it is simply a hard mass of coral jutting out of the small foaming waves. This hard mass would be ignored by most as an insignificant loss of marine life, only visited by the occasional passing tourist, and even then, rarely examined. And yet as I tentatively picked my way through the harsh rock surface, I was awed by the vast amount of activity that took place around my feet. Tiny fish, trapped in small pools of water left from the last high tide, dash away to their hiding places. Crabs scurry across the surface leaving their tell tale prints on the sand. Five fingered, starfish like creatures slowly make their way across the damp rock. And amongst the many empty shells scattered on the shore, one discovers creatures shrinking back in fear into their homes. Life! Found on an otherwise dead rock.

 The area and people I am going to have been described in a way that remind me of that coral rock. As you approach and look from afar, there seems to be very little happening. You wonder if there is any life at all. Is there any point, or will my attempts at planting seeds simply fall on rock that gets eaten up by the birds. But then, when you get to the “dead” coral, you see tiny signs of life, fighting to survive. All we need is the high tide. If that coral was to be covered by water for an extended period of time, imagine what might take place.  The same, I believe, is true for Mocimboa da Praia and the Mwani people. As I approach my time of living here part of me wonders if there is any real point. But I do believe that, with the coming of the high tide (the Holy Spirit) miracles will take place.

 I’ve now been in Mozambique for almost a full week. I’ve met the majority of the team and we’ve had the first of many meetings. Saturday I head up to Mocimboa with the team and we begin the task of getting settled. I’m excited to finally get into my house and begin to meet my neighbours. I can’t wait to begin learning the Kimwani language so that I can communicate effectively again. Please join myself and the team in prayer as we begin the process of finding and encouraging the life that is their as we wait for the high tide.

 Prayer Requests:

1)      Pray for Margaret Papov (our last team member who has not yet arrived) She has had some health concerns. We are confident that she will join us in late October/November.

2)      Pray for ease in settling into our homes.

3)      Pray for acceptance into our communities.

4)      Pray for team unity.

5)      Pray for ease in language learning

 Thank you all for your love and support.

 Blessings;

 Mark Stabell

Africa Inland Mission Int. (Mozambique)

 -Establishing Christ centered churches amongst all African peoples-

It’s cold! Who would have thought that anywhere in Africa might be cold! But since arriving in Nairobi, Kenya I have been surprised at how often I have worn a long sleeve shirt and sweater. I guess I really shouldn’t be all that surprised as I’m told that we are at 5000 ft, and I’ve been guaranteed a warmer climate as I head further south.

Weather news aside, I’d like to take a few quick moments to highlight some what has taken place in the last 1.5 weeks.

I believe the last post let you know that I had arrived in Kenya safely, but had closed on the rather gloomy note of lost baggage. God has continued to prove himself faithful and after only 4 days of learning what it means to be content while in want, my bags arrived looking no worse for wear and tear. Praise God! I do have to admit that I was getting a little anxious as the very next day I was supposed to load up into a van and be driven out of Nairobi. Thank you to all who supported me in prayer on that matter.

As I indicated above, on Tuesday, June 30, two large vans of families and single missionaries left Nairobi and headed to Machakos where we have been, are and will be spending 3 weeks at Scott’s Theological College. The purpose? To hear from missionaries and national Christian leaders on culture and reaching Africans with the gospel. We spend a good amount of time each day hearing about and praying for the different regions in Africa. Please prayer for workers to be raised for all the work here.

We’ve also spent time with the students here, talking and even serving together. I had the opportunity to go with two of these students to their church where I taught the children’s Sunday School. I’m looking forward to returning  to the same church this Sunday where I’ve been asked to prepare to teach the young people (youth) on the topic of purity and self control. Please be in prayer as I prepare and lead that discussion.

Thank you all for your prayers and support. I hope to upload some pictures of my time here at Scott soon. Be looking for that.

God bless.

Well, I’m in Africa, I landed in Nairobi, Kenya last night at around 8:00pm and stepped out into the humid atmosphere only to discover that my bags had decided that they would rather stay in London. I’ve been told that the bags should arrive today some time, but of course we are working on African time. But God is good and I am sure that he will continue to provide all my needs.

I’m now waiting and looking forward to Africa Bound Orientation which begins on Monday. I’ll keep you all updated on how that goes.

Thankyou for your comments on my blogs. Keep them coming.

Take care and God bless;

Mark

“For the message of the cross is foolishness [madness] to those who are perishing,
but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.”
1 Corinthians 1:18

Dear Friends and Family;

Well, it’s mere hours before I step onto the plane that will take me to Africa. I just wanted to  type up a quick update and send off a written praise to our God.

First, thankyou to all of you who were there at my commissioning service at Fellowship Baptist Church. You made the day very special. Thankyou for the many promises of prayer.

Some praise items:

1) All my funding is now in

2) All the documents for my visa have now arrived

And just some heads up on what I will be doing over the next little while (All written times are the countries local time)

25 June 2009 – (12:15 pm) Departure for Africa

26 June 2009 – (8:55 pm) Arrive in Nairobi, Kenya

The following three weeks I will be involved in Africa Bound Orientation (ABO)

25 July 2009 – (4:00 pm) Departure from Kenya

25 July 2009 – (5:10 pm) Arrive in Mozambique

Well, that’s what the next several week will hold for me. I’ll hopefully have an opportunity to write something up when I get into Kenya.

Blog to you next time;

Mark Stabell

May the God of Peace guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus