I arrive in Iringa with a sense of anxiety. I plan to be here for three months, helping where I can. At least that's the attitude I feel I need as I begin. My hope is that I will be able to work with Tumaini University, a Lutheran University in Iringa, and the Iringa Diocese to help them fine-tune their administrative procedures and do long-range planning. But, I've never taken an overseas trip for three months before. There is some anxiety in that. I'll be away from Julie and my family for longer than ever before. There's anxiety in that. I have no idea how helpful I will actually be in the work I do. There's anxiety in that. There are many unknowns with travel, food, weather, disease, relationships, a new culture to me, not being the ugly American. There's anxiety in that, too.
But, having said all that, there is also a sense of adventure and excitement. How often does anyone get a chance to be a part of another culture for three months, learning about life in Africa, the Lutheran church in Africa and how a grey-haired white guy from Minnesota can make a difference. Even though three months seems like a long time from this end, I'm guessing that when it's all done, I'll wonder where the time went.
The trip over was very good

We were greeted by a celebration as we arrived. The bishop, general secretary and dean of the Iringa Diocese, along with several other dignitaries, hosted a dinner with speeches and great food. They were mostly celebrating the return of Don, Eunice and Gary, but I was glad to be included. This place is filled with smiles, handshakes, eagerness for partnership and many expressions of "karibu" (welcome).

The apartment Gary and I will share is not yet ready, but it's a good lesson in patience and learning how to get things done here. I'm hoping I'm still educable!
Oh, and the weather here is summer. Nothing more needs to be said.
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