Well, the car definitely won’t be coming to Mozambique. Yesterday, my elders were trying to figure out how to get the car to Pretoria so that they could get the starter motor replaced and I guess the wiring fixed; then, this morning I got an email asking me how I would feel about the car being given to someone else. Apparently, a married student with a family at the Seminary where I used to study urgently needs a vehicle. The word “exchange” was used, but I have no idea what that might end up meaning in practical terms. I’m just so glad that none of this happened while Dr Woodrow was driving it to South Africa or something, and I’m happy to be able to help someone out who actually needs something more than I do.
I made today a staying at home day – this morning I had a succesful run of bakery-bank-bookshop-market and was then back home at 9h3. The rest of the day was filled with intermittent phone calls about the containers – I finally heard how much we need to pay, then let the motorist know to go and get the money from the bank; however, it took so long for them to verify the signature at the bank (heaven knows why), that the motorist could only go to the money exchange at 14h00, after the beloved lunchtime, and then, instead of going straight to the customs agent, he went back home to sort out the money with Julie as he always does. So of course by the time he went back the office was closed, since they close at 15h30 (which has been really inconvenient). I guess it’s no good getting upset about it, but I wish he had listened to me! Now I have a tremendous amount of money in the house and need to go and pay it tomorrow before work, which I am not very happy about – may the Lord keep the house extra safe tonight!
I also tried to stay on top of what was happening with my friend Victor Carlos. For those who don’t know, he is a wonderful Mozambican guy who runs an orphanage here in Nampula, and about 18 months ago he got married to an American girl, Christina, who has just fitted into his life incredibly well. Yesterday I heard from Christina that he was terribly ill, he had almost died and on top of that they weren’t in Nampula, but visiting his sister in Cuamba, 5 hours away. This morning at 2 a.m. I got an sms saying his fever was extremely high and that it was a terrible night for Christina, and asking for prayer. I was very relieved this morning to hear that MAF was bringing them to Nampula and that his fever had broken before they got on the plane. However, later today his fever was high again and they still don’t know exactly what is wrong, whether it is a strain of malaria they haven’t tested for (he tested negative for the ones they did test) or perhaps something else. They are still waiting for the test results. Neither of them have lept in three days. Please remember them in your prayers!