7 October 2018
Turning back seems to unlock the gates of longing. It is as if your focus shifts from the here where we are to the there where your loved ones are.
From Lusaka the road through the mountains is a spectacular scenery of autumn colours in spring. It is the habitat of an indigenous tree whose leaves sprout out reddish brown and then slowly turn into a bright green.
When the road straightens out on the plains many bags of charcoal stand as evidence of the disappearing forests.
After picking up donations and a passenger in Lusaka we had left a bit late and even though I stepped up my fuel saving pace it became dark . I was thankful that we had not removed the excellent spotlight which my son in law had installed . We contemplated doing this after a heavy fine at one of the many road blocks last year.
It was late when we finally reached the haven of Marion and Kobus’s house.
Isaiah 9:2 “The people walking in darkness have seen a great light ; on those living in the land of the shadow of death a light has dawned.”
Rom 10 : 14 “and how can they believe in the One of whom they have not heard? ”
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