Looking left from the gate, toward the Development Office, some other staff offices, and the Mothers' Union hall (where we have morning prayer every weekday at 7:30).
Looking right, toward the Bishop's, Diocesan Secretary's, and Accountant's offices.
The Guest House
If you supposed I've been roughing it while here in Tabora... well, I'm not. The guest house was the residence of the first Bishop of Tabora. It is much nicer than the homes almost everyone I know here lives in. I've had it to myself for most of the time I've been here.
On the other hand, going out to the rural deaneries is a little more like camping. If carrying a backpack stuffed with sweaty vestments is your idea of camping.
The "long drop" (pit latrine) behind the guest house; chickens, roosters, and guinea fowl in the foreground. The chickens go wherever they want here. They've been known to lay eggs in the offices of diocesan staff.
Rev. Chuck,
ReplyDeleteWords are inadequate compared to your pictures. I am humbled. I am sure everyone reading your blog is humbled. I simply do not know what to say.
Fr. Chuck,
ReplyDeleteThe photos of where you live remind me of my years in Puerto Rico. On our way to school early in the morning we always seemed to disturb some disgruntled family of pigs just out of sight under some house and they would charge out and scare us half to death. Chickens, guinea hens, stray dogs and huge lizards were always scurrying about squawking and barking (except when it got too hot--then they would all disappear)!
How glad I am that you are back safely from Rwanda. How thankful I am that Fr. Samaga accompanied you. Greetings to him and all who have welcomed you in Tabora from our Missions Fellowship at Church of Our Father!
Wendy