Blood Soup

Brad again. Got a couple of texts from Kristi today, so don't have a whole lot of info to pass along.

Kristi went to a funeral today and got to participate in the ceremonies. She said it was very surreal. I'm not sure who's funeral it was?

OK, so this one Kristi is definitely going to have to expand on later. But yesterday she had a traditional soup. The soup was made from/with blood. Not sure who's blood? My guess... goat blood? But, apparently Kristi ate some. So has anyone seen my wife? You know, the one I married almost twenty years ago that only ate beef, chicken, potatoes and bread and corn?

Today to group traveled to Faraja. This, I believe, is where the school for handicapped children is. Kristi and the mission team were staying in a guest house with no electricity tonight and were playing cards by candlelight. Kristi had to go to the bathroom. She grabbed a flash light and was on her way when a a white frog jumped onto her foot. (Matt, is that you and the bat again? Oh, it's you Kristi. What are you screaming about? :-) I just know that tweety bird in the house story is going to come back to haunt me after Kristi and Matt read this...)

We continue to pray for everyone's safety. May God bless our mission team and all the fine people of Tanzania.