Dinner with the Preaching Class

Friday was another school day. I made a vain attempt to teach probability. The probability of it making any sense to my class was near zero. Hopefully, they can read over the material and try the homework and it will be clear to them. This is the last module of the course and all that is left is a little review.

Following class we dropped by the Catholic Cooking School and picked up some spaghetti sauce from Sister Delphinia. This is a small building nestled in among the buildings of a large pre-school. There she teaches the women skills needed for institutional cooking. They sell their production to raise some funds but the church is doing an amazing job there.

Oh I forgot the start of the day! The truck was side-swiped (hit and run) on Thursday night but the only damage was a fiber glass bumper was jarred loose. I got up at 7 and went down with my Zebra Duct Tape to tape it back in place. However, I found the bolts and reconnected the bumper and it is as good as old (it had 350,000 kilometers on it). The Zebra Duct Tape would have looked cool. BTW, if you want to turn right and put your blinker on as you slow down, look back. These idiots pass you on the right as you try to turn. Even with your blinker on. (Remember now that we are driving on the left side of the street and the turn that crosses the other lane is a right turn!). Again they drive just trying to see who will die first. So the truck is back in shape. Tobie and I also added air to the truck's tires as they are all old and leak slowly.

This evening's dinner was with Dale's preaching class (I can't spell homiletics, and the Google spell checker doesn't know what that means. I think that homiletics must be the secret wink among pastors so they can identify each other in a crowd.) This is a class of 5 students who are in their 3rd year of seminary. They are all experienced evangelists and preachers, but have entered this 5 year program to become ordained. They are all married and have a family in another city away from Iringa. The church sponsors their schooling and living expenses here, but their family stays back home while the students are here at Tumaini University. Next year, they will spend a year as an Intern Pastor and then come back to the campus for one more year of school before ordination. I know! What an amazing dedication become a pastor! Here they are:

What an enjoyable group and they want Dale to come back in February and teach the second course on Homiletics. Maybe he can Skype it. It has been an honor to meet these folks and get to know them. The Lutheran Church in Tanzania is in good shape with these future pastors.

It is 8 and time to get rolling on Saturday. The plumber is supposed to come and get water pressure restored this morning and I need to put more air in the truck's tires. There are also a few holes in the Stile's screens that need fixin'. We have a few plans but things will depend on when (and if) the plumber shows up. The truck alarm on one of the trucks in the parking lot goes off when other trucks drive by -- that has just gone off for a minute or so. It goes off when we slam the door of the adjacent vehicle so that is a really great deterrent. The Church of Jesus Christ and the Louder Day Saints is not blaring this morning (what don't people sin on Saturday?) and it is actually quiet. The bar across the street turns off their music about 5 so we have a few minutes of quiet.

Have a great weekend.