MozamWeek

Oh, how good it is to write this blog post today! The packing is almost done... there is still some clean laundry drying in the Swedish sunshine, so I can't quite close the last bags yet, but it looks good. The kids are at their favorite swimming hole with their Swedish grandparents while Mikael and I check the last things off the list. Things like scanning in copies of passports and backing up our computers take time and concentration. We are so thankful for so many friends from the USA and from Sweden who have supported us through their prayers and gifts. We have been amazed at the goodness of God as He meets our needs through His people. So amazed... So blessed... So thankful... There is a new chapter of Mozamweek . This will likely be our last term in Tete where we have lived since 1998. The Nyungwe translation is due to be completed in 2017 and we are excited about that! Fellow missionaries and church leaders and pastors in Tete have become dear friends. We really look for

This is Mikael. He is patient... most of the time. He is just as stubborn as I am. He doesn't talk all that much, but when he does, people tend to listen. I forget that he's wise because I run around taking care of business all the time. He's steady and ready when I remember to actually ask him what he thinks. Kind of embarrassing, actually. God must have a sense of humor in setting up this combination! A few days ago I wrote a Facebook post about getting lost on the way through a very tiny forest right in the middle of town, basically. There was a path that seemed pretty obvious, but it was longer than I thought it should be. The kids were ahead and Mikael was at the back watching over the hiking Bisters. At one point we ended up at the edge of a cow pasture... we noticed the distinctive odor first and then saw the evidence all around our feet. We had a lunch with us and were getting hungry after our long 20 minute hike (insert wink here). So we searched for a picnic s