Notable November Notes

Taking inspiration from the creative blogging of some fellow teachers at HOPAC, my plan for the entire month of November is to post once each day. My goal is that each post would contain a picture from the day and a short note. Be prepared for some Notable November Notes (wow, that was some pretty…

Fear Not

From Tolle Lege: “Get rid of fear, because fear is painful. How it torments the spirit! When the Christian trusts, he is happy; when he doubts, he is miserable. When the believer looks to His Master and relies upon Him, he can sing; when he doubts His Master, he can only groan. What miserable wretches…

A Crazy Weekend

This weekend was insane! It started off Thursday afternoon as the Russell’s, a HOPAC family, graciously gave me a ride to the Mwenge bus stop where I was supposed to meet a van of cyclists from Dar en route to the Race to Matema mountain bike race in Mbeya. After arriving at Mwenge and waiting…

Questions of the Heart

The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard. Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the…

Life in Dar

Since this week is midterm break, I have been enjoying the luxury of a relatively free schedule, filling it with cycling, paddleboarding, sleeping, reading, eating, and some photography. I’ve been attempting to capture a glimpse of what life in Dar looks like with my camera, and finding it quite difficult. Aside from the fact that…

Rain!

  When I woke up this morning, the rain was hammering the roof, but the sunshine was still streaming through my kitchen windows, illuminating the room with a yellow glow. As much as I hate getting up early, I love seeing the sunrise, reminding me in brilliant hues of yellow, red, and orange that God’s…

HOPAC Assembly: Christ Preaches Restoration

Christ Preaches Restoration I don’t know about you guys, but I love stories. Even the first words send shivers down my back and a curious tingle racing through my veins: “In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit…” or, “It was a bright, cold, day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen…”…