These guys stand in the road by a police check point. We need to pass through this check point and these boys when we go to Centro Emmisor, the church plant I've mentioned before.
So these young boys, run up to the car holding their bags of freshly roasted cashews, each eager to have you purchase theirs! They recognize us and we have been trying to build relationships by asking their names and if they attend church, etc.
One guy, his name is Tomas has this great smile and I try to buy from him. When I first got to know his name and tried to remember his face, I would call out and ask for Tomas. Since then they all smile and run to the car claiming that their name is Tomas! It's really very funny!
They also know that we attend the church at Centro Emmisor and that is why we are there. So we explain to them that we will buy their cashews after we attend church.
This one day, as we were heading home, driving through the dozen or so cashew boys, we could not see Tomas anywhere.
Then from a distance, maybe 100 feet down the road we see a tall young man running towards us, pulling up his pants, grinning from ear to ear!!!
It was Tomas, and he was not about to let a sale go by.
We laughed almost all the way home, and said no one in America would believe this story.
Life in Mozambique... much of it is unbelievable, and wonderful, and all of it is true!
Thank you God for the opportunity to experience it.
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Oh Val! I loved reading this! It makes my memories go back and become more vivid! Thanks! Love you!
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