This will be a long post, I'm warning you now. It will be a post with lots of thoughts, truth, reality, and stuff about life in Tanzania.
As I'm writing, the generator is running. It's loud, costs money in gas to run it, and seems to be a constant reminder of how life here can be.
Life here is unpredictable....I like reliability, I'm having to adjust.
Life here has no schedule...I like to plan, I'm having to adjust.
Life here is different...I like things to be the same, I'm having to adjust.
Life here has sights and sound and smells I've never experienced before...I do like adventure, but not everyday, so, I'm having to adjust.
We've found a great church, and if truth be told, there are several great churches in town. We've been so fortunate to meet and befriend most of the International Pastors here. It makes it hard to choose. We're going to "The Ocean"
http://www.theoceanindar.net/ and it meets in a Cinema.
Here is Gwangi playing on the equipment that is out in front of the church.
When you drive on the street here, you experience so much of life in Tanzania. In the US, people are much more segregated. There are certain sides of town, there are certain areas where groups of people will live. I'm not saying that doesn't happen here; but, it is really not quite as obvious. You will have these absolutely beautiful mansion type homes and then next door is a storage container that has been turned into a house and the people have goats and no running water. You will see people in Western style dress walking with a traditionally dressed African, or even a lady wearing a burka. Clothing here is colorful. There are piles of burning trash everywhere. There are city buses at every corner. There are colorful bajajs (a little motorized golf cart type form of transportation very common in the city). At all the busy intersections there are people selling something...coffee mugs, electric tennis rackets to swat at bugs, fish, nuts, etc. You buy furniture here on the street corner, there is some really nice stuff on street corners! There is also some "not nice" stuff that you'll see on street corners. There are more people asking for money here than I've ever seen before. There are so many people that are hurting, that are physically hurting because they are missing limbs, have diseases (like polio) that have disfigured their bodies and so they can't work. Tanzania has a very high unemployment rate, and even for those that work, they make about $100 a month. It is quite a change for us to really be "living" with this kind of poverty that is around you 24/7 and quite literally in your face.

Notice the bajajs on the side of the road and a city bus is coming toward us on the other side.
People walking along the road as we were in stop and go traffic.
The school that Indy teaches at is absolutely an "International" school. There are over 30 countries represented there! As it is an overtly Christian school in it's mission statement, you would think you would find mostly Christian students attending. At orientation Indy was told that the student body is about 70% Christian and the rest is made up of Muslim, Hindu and at least one Atheist. How do we know about the Atheist....he is in one of Indy's classes and has already "put up his fists" to make his point about his animosity toward Christianity. Definitely some prayer needed on that end. Indy is also teaching the 11th and 12th graders and we didn't know much about the British Cambridge system...so let me fill you in on his mission field. In the 10th grade, students take these massive exams that determine whether or not they are going to University. If they pass, they are on their way and the 11th and 12th grade is optional classes to get them ready for the next phase. If they don't pass these exams, they are weeded out and find work, usually in the blue collar sector. This leaves quite a few openings in the classroom and so the 11th and 12th grade here has a massive overhaul each year as students from other International schools will fill in those holes. Some of them are believers, some of them aren't, so any which way you look at it, these students are in need of mentoring and prayer.

A couple of students talking after school at HOPAC. Love the view of the ocean here!
One of the things I'm not so good at is "seizing the moment", that realizing where we are living is quite beautiful, has an amazing ocean and plant life, and that when people come here on vacation, they experience and enjoy those things. I think when you live somewhere, whether it's the majesty of the Rocky Mountains, the expanse of the ocean, or the bustling history of the DC Metro area, that we fall into our daily routine and don't take the time to enjoy where we are planted.
The Lord has us here for a reason, we are seeing those reasons unfold all the time. Indy is meeting students that need to talk, that are searching and wondering about their future, about the Lord, and the truth of their "religion." One of the churches here has a ministry to an area behind the school called Sala Sala. It is an old, abandoned rock quarry and people live there, lots of people live there... in huts, with not much else. It is a sad example of the extremes here being right next to each other, such a stark contrast to the human eye; a beautiful International School, and a village living in a rock quarry. We're going to get involved with what the ministry is doing in Sala Sala. I want our children involved. I want to be involved. I want to put all of my heart into making a difference, into being a good friend, into enjoying where the Lord has me at this time. I know I'm changing, I know I'm growing, and I know I'm adjusting. Some days are more clear than others. Some days I actually enjoy it here ;). Some days I get disheartened with life's inconveniences and I start the grumbling. I will then choose to continue to sing my song.... "A joyful heart is good medicine, good medicine, a joyful heart. A joyful heart is good medicine, a joyful heart is good." (Prov 17:22)

A dhow boat, typical in Tanzania and Zanzibar.
Some of the lush greenery we see down at the Sea Cliff.
The beach, about a 5 minute walk from the house we have been staying in this month.
The new house won't be quite so close.
We met and talked to these people a bit; but, language, as always, was an issue.
I like this picture for so many reasons. We like the "Medieval Moorish" that is being built, on the left.
There is a lady walking toward us with a big bucket on her head, such a typical sight.
The ocean is at high tide, you can see the line of green "algae" where it will hit and then recede.
We took this picture on a day when we walked to the beach to learn about tides for school.
This is a country of power outages, bug bites, and traffic.
This is a country of beaches, amazing growth, and beautiful people.