Hotel Belle Vie Kinshasa

... the local language, then switched to French and sang several hymns from our hymnal. Jacob gave a sermonette on the parable of Lazarus and the rich man. The congregations sang a special song of welcome for me in French; it was the first time most of them had seen me. A man sang a beautiful vocal solo for special music. Then it was time for the sermon. I spoke on the fundamental doctrines of Hebrews 6 as I had done in La Mé. It's a subject that allows basic but ...

... wasn't completely full as the previous one had been so I had an empty seat next to me which was very nice. I flew back over the center of Africa and landed in Kinshasa on their very bumpy runway at nearly 10:00. I was toward the front of the line so I made it through immigration fairly quickly. But as I entered the baggage claim area, it was clear that no one was there to meet me. There must have been a communications problem. I sent the schedule out a month or more ago ...

We got the VISAS!!! The *******s gave us a one year visa... Then cancelled the ****ing thing, and changed it to a month one. What the HELL!!! Anywho, we are trying to see if we can organise to go to Zimbabwe before I come back. Will keep you guys updated.

... You are so lucky you have the African figure, you can wear anything". "Yeah, sexy lovehandles...you *****, could you not think of a better compliment", I would have thought before the Congo. But in this case I will be all, "Oh honey, thanks. ha ha. Then again, I dont have the complexion to wear this white shirt" (Obvious fishing for complement, its ****ing white) and she will say "Are you kidding me, you have beautiful skin". I HAVE IT ...

... to be me. At least now that I have my hair done, people wont look at me as if I am a tramp. Boys, I really suggest you hook yourselves up with tickets to Africa and get yourselves some hot exotic chicks. Then again... you might end up bringing home a little more than just happy memories. There has been an outbreak of EBOLA in the east of the DRC. EBOLA!!! Ebola is when you ...

... was a heavy smoker, had stunk the place up. So he got the guy who takes care of the flat to take all the stuff out of the cupboard and give it a clean. The guy claimed to have done so. So Papa started taking things out of the cupboard... He took out this white container and this messed up now-grey rat fell out. ha ha ha. When he told me the story, he totals gagged a bit at that part. I cant wait till dawn and panashe get here so that he retells the story. SO what I did was ...

... the Epistles, and that are connected with trumpets. The power went out about the time I started the sermon, which meant the fans stopped working. The heat became more intense as I spoke. There was no lectern; I spoke standing behind the dining room table, and as I glanced down to my notes from time to time, I noticed them becoming lumpy from drops of sweat blistering the paper. Such situations can be a bit arduous for ...

... daylight, emanated a myst**ious and slightly threatening feeling. Or maybe it was just me. It was dusk by the time we flew ov** Brazzaville; people w**e turning the lights on in the city. I could still see the riv**, howev**, as we flew ov** it into the Kinshasa area, and then banked left to start the looping approach the airport. The landing was rough as they always are on this strip. It is the most uneven concrete landing strip on which I have ev ...

... is An International Work. I just found out that someone has uploaded the African portions of the video onto My Tube... They seemed to enjoy the video and the commentary. My goal was to help them have a better idea of how widely scattered the members of UCG are, all around the world. Following the video, I took a group photo, and then had several individual meetings with Church ...

... outriders, and the accompanying pickups bristling with machine guns, rocket launchers and regulation sunglasses. This is becoming a daily occurrence in Kinshasa, although we have yet to see anything quite on the scale of Bob Mugabe and his Wailers. Tsk. It was a delight, then, to wash off ...