You know you are your fathers son when...

Your wife comes home to find you with two boxes of assorted nuts bolts and screws and you're not only overjoyed but thoroughly engrossed in sorting them out into nice little piles only to discover you have nowhere to put them.

Ok, it started in that i needed some screws and deep in the bowels of the dependencia (small out building), swarming with mosquitoes--yes the malaria kind, i found long lost box of stuff. Doesn't sound all that exciting until you realize here in Nampula you can go around to 5 different "hardware" stores and still not find the right size screw you are looking for, in fact it may not exist in the country at all! Anyway, i was happy. After a disappointing morning in the village with only two of thirteen showing up for our first class (planting time!) i needed some accomplishment. So i sorted.

What was really funny was that i consciously knew i would make my Dad proud if he could see me for sorting and saving these bits...and then i turned to Cami and said in all seriousness, "Now all i have to do is wait until someone says they need a nut or certain size screw and i can help them out, willn't that be great!?" With a sigh and "yup," Cami said, "now you are your father".

I don't know, doesn't seem like such a bad thing. Love ya Dad.

I am back.
What has happened? Hmmm.
1. A big ship dragged its anchor over the fiber optic cable and severed communication for all of northern Mozambique...yes, really. We have be been without internet and cell phones for much of 3 months.
2. We moved our entire house...across town in preparation to move across the Atlantic in July. Sold the chickens and pigeons, found homes for the dogs and retired our guards.
3. Started wrapping up TEE classes, gave tests and am currently meeting with another missionary who will fill the gap while i am gone.
4. Last bush trips...took three monitors with me to the coastal town of Moma and we gave a seminar on Genesis to pastors and leader from 7 different denominations. It was great. We had a good time together and all went smoothly--even the road! The president had just visited that district a week before so the 250 miles of dirt roads had been smoothed! Praise God, a 5 hour trip took only 3!
5. Lastly we started to say goodbye. As we do i am profoundly aware that this is now home.If it were not for seeing and reconnecting with you and the necessity of raising support i wouldn't want to go. We are trying not to think of the challenges that lie head this year there...culture shock, missing friends, kids readjusting, lack of funds (again we are under-supported), but we know for a fact that our big God will provide somehow as He has for the last 3.5 years.

I will write more now that we are temporarily staying in a friends house which has internet....but thought it best to catch you up!
See you soon. Kevin