I’ve never really told you what it’s like to run a church service here but I was just realizing how although it is unconventional it just seems normal to me now.

For starters you should know that everyone left town, including the pastor. They’re out doing evangelism for 10 days in another province 13 hours away.

No Dustpans.
I took my sweet time this morning and strolled in at 7:20am instead of 7 like normal. No worries- I was still the first one. The only time I’m not is when Zelinha’s girls sweep the ENTIRE church and hard wooden benches which are covered in a blanket of dust after just a few days. This is not a time oriented culture, they like events but schedules don’t mean much. Rosa called looking for the keys to our equipment room. No one knows who has them. I found them on on the drummer as I walked up to help search. Not that it mattered, the lock was broken. After removing screws and prying I kicked the door down (!). everyone seemed to think it was a good idea. We split the team, one group working on repairing the door, with the same broken parts and the other group started to set the stage.
After the door was fixed we skipped our morning practice and just soaked and ministered to each other in the equipment room. Village kids started whaling on our drum kit. A dog snuck into the church- most Mozambicans are terrified of dogs so I escorted him our before he got kicked.

Most Sundays there are dance performances
We build our setup from scratch every service. That means we bring our speakers, amps, cords, mics, drums etc, assemble everything every service and disassemble it after. Everything was working last night (Saturday) but this morning we didn’t have a working extension cord so I ran up to my house grabbed tools and made one. Only one of the four wall jacks works. The drummer shoved the bare copper of one cord into the power strip in order to power our sub. The drums set goes on a grass mat and they fill the floor tom with rocks to keep it from sliding around. String hold the cymbals up because the screws are missing.
The church guitar had a broken string, no one here has extras but I brought some over from the states, yay! (And thanks Terry). Everything is out of tune- there is no tuner so they pass the guitar and bass to be tuned by ear to a casio keyboard that in the states we would call a toy. I had played bass at practice but Mindo wanted to play so I did sound instead since there was no one running it anyhow. Other people will come “help” run sound too. My primary responsibilities are to not blow speakers and to protect the system from village kids. Mozambicans are better at the latter than the former. We don’t have monitors for the vocalists. Actually we don’t have monitors period.

Never know you shoes will be after church
Kids and others run around on stage from time to time- todays a trio pranced around the drum kit almost the whole time. During worship we overloaded the amps twice which meant only the sub was running for a while. Another time someone bumped an adapter and we lost power altogether. It sure doesn’t stop anyone from worshiping. The team never blinked. At times various people will come up to speak and they just grab the nearest mic and people just give it up gracefully and continue worshipping.
There is no projector. We taught a Shangaan song today which the Makua people learned in a minute and sang joyfully which was a surprise to me because aside from not speaking Shangaan there is normally some ethnic tension. One speaker started failing- something is wrong on the inside because when we set is on its side on the ground it works.

Ready to do it again!
The sermon today was double translated, Portuguese, English, Makua which means 10 minutes of sermon time turns into 30 minutes at least. At the end of the day God was glorified, certainly it was no concert production but at least we didn’t have to use a generator today. The worship team usually stays and plays a bit. The last thing we put away is the amp and a speaker- the music goes until the end. If we’re lucky the kitchen is still open when we finish cleanup but most often that’s not the case.
I think that worship teams in the states would benefit from starting in these conditions before moving on to monitored, studio environments. It’s important to keep worship as the priority above production value. That’s all- the power’s out so I’ll have to send this later…
setuli 9:02 pm on August 20, 2009 Permalink |
Brother Eddie!! Enjoy the last day!! I know Good Byes are really hard to say. I will be praying for you. God Bless you!! Love you!! Can’t wait to see you!!!
Ed 1:35 am on August 21, 2009 Permalink |
Thanks kiddo! It will be good to see you too!
Hannah Evans 10:04 pm on August 20, 2009 Permalink |
Sad (but somewhat happy) day. I like that picture.
Ed 6:03 am on August 21, 2009 Permalink |
It’s actually two pictures…don’t tell anyone though
setuli 8:39 am on August 21, 2009 Permalink |
Like Like!!! You all have wonderful white teeth!! which I love!!
Ed 8:47 am on August 21, 2009 Permalink |
No bugs!
setuli 9:14 pm on August 21, 2009 Permalink |
Yup yup!!! Have a safe flight!!!
setuli 8:52 am on August 28, 2009 Permalink |
Welcome Back Home brother Eddie!!!
The Miyachis 6:56 pm on August 28, 2009 Permalink |
Can’t wait to see you again, Ed! Thanks for blessing all of us with your updates.