<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:24:30.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills African Mission</title><subtitle type='html'>I hope all my Family and Friends will keep up with me via this Blog.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-9092176062355265111</id><published>2007-09-05T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T03:47:30.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aubie dictates to Mills on September 3rd.........</title><content type='html'>Hey Mom this is Mills, I am typing the email for Aubi as we sit in the radio  room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your email, and that verse it is encouraging  me also, it is just a pleasure for us it is good to have Mills here.  We know  Americans, but Mills for us we can see he is full of Joy from the Lord, and with  his willingness also to help us as a family and his respect.  Thank you so much  for letting him come to be with us, we Praise the Lord for that.  And we know it  is hard when the son is not with you, but we can see that also you love the  Lord, that is why you let your son to come here, far so that he can share  with us also.  We have very good time with him here, he is trying to learn the  language, the Port, and Yao. We people like him very much. When he becomes sick,  we as a family get worried, but we can see how the Lord is touching. Thank you  so much, and may God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day we will see you each  other, if it is not here in the world, then it will be in heaven one day.  We  are looking and praying that one day you will come and visit us here, even  though you are very busy. But remember that the things that is not easy for us  is easy for the Lord, he can make them easy. May God Bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks  Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezekiel 34:11-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ves11pakuti ambuje akuti une  tinjikuya syeesokonechele ni kusisosa.&lt;br /&gt;ves 16 tinjijiluchila dichiika  jeulale, ni kujiwusya jesokonechele nikujilimbikasya jakulwalajo; naambo ja  kwimbalajo ni jakudimbajo tinjisijonanga ni kusilamula.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-9092176062355265111?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/9092176062355265111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=9092176062355265111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/9092176062355265111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/9092176062355265111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/09/aubie-dictates-to-mills-on-september.html' title='Aubie dictates to Mills on September 3rd.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-7980743776254595456</id><published>2007-09-05T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T03:44:58.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on September 3rd.......</title><content type='html'>HEy Momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to shoot out a quick email while I was sending. I was  planning to go up on the mountain, and had my bags packed. I told Aubi and he  laughed and said I must not go. I couldn't understand why, and he said the  lions. I laughed and then eating with his family, they all insisted I MUST not  go. I couldn't understand it, and was still planning on going. Then last night I  was laying in bed and just saying God if you don't want me to go, then please  give me some kind of sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so full from the late lunch we ate, and  then Aubi asked us to come for dinner. YOU MUST eat when you go to their houses  to I ate, even though I was more full that I had ever been in a long time. Then  I got home and went to bed around 7:45. I woke up at 10:15 and felt like I was  going to be sick. All that food in my belly was too much, and I did get sick. Don't  worry mom, it was just because I was soooo full. If I get sick again I will go  into town and look into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to let you know I wasn't on the  mountain. Ha when I get back home and people ask if I saw any lions I can  say,"Well I was almost killed by one!!". If I hadn't gotten sick, Aubi said I  probably would have seen or been attacked by a lion. Now I listen to the  locals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I typed an email for Aubi as he spoke it out to me. You should  get these around the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-7980743776254595456?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7980743776254595456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=7980743776254595456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7980743776254595456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7980743776254595456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/09/mills-writes-on-september-3rd.html' title='Mills writes on September 3rd.......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-5097578539984223504</id><published>2007-09-01T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T03:53:12.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 30th......</title><content type='html'>Hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that you wanted a little description of Chiconono and  of the people here. Chiconono is in mountains, not like ours back home, and not  really like England's either. There are scattered forests of pine, but they vary  in location. Most of the terrain is a tall grass around my height. It covers the  entire landscape, it's yellow and brownish.  There are always small areas of  smaller trees and bushes, but for the most part it is all this tall grass. Now,  during the end of the dry season the grass gets burned. They light the fields  and the tall grass burns quickly and hot which leaves behind anything bigger  than the grass. Wherever the grass was is covered in ash. It is neat to see  though how it opens up the view of the surrounding area where it was obstructed  before.  The mountains are different in that some are hilly and others are more  rocky and steep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Louis is South African, and the best way to describe his  looks is Amish.  I know that isn't the most accurate, but he is really  conservative and very opinionated. He has a big white beard and was born in  1954. He has 5 kids, and they are all under the age 10, the youngest in in  diapers. His wife is like 15 years younger. He moved his family here from SA  because he doesn't think the culture there is a good place to raise his family.  They live out in the bush, and live comfortably, but not really well off.   All of that said they are really happy, and doing what they think is right so  that is good. Oh and he doesn't drink or eat sugar, at all! Except there are  exceptions, and we can't really figure them out. The other day in town he bought  two bars of chocolate, but he always preaches to us about how we shouldn't drink  coke or eat chocolate.  He has some weird theories. He knows his Bible so very  well, but a lot of times his theories come out of context of the verses, so you  have to watch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo and Mignonne are from SA and white. They are  Afikaans, and can speak English fairly well, but with an accent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aubi  Banda is from Malawi and has 6 kids, one is married. She is married to Isalodge  who is a Christian radio presenter, they have 2 kids. Aubi is 40.  I don't know  the girls names, but the boys are Tuaibo, Jose, Manuele, and Timote.  His wife  Mibanda is a bit large, and therefore respected in the community.  Aubi was born  in Malawi and he speaks 8 languages. Yao, Portugeuse, Chechewa, English,  Swahili, and the rest I don't know. He is a gentle man, but very strong. He is  one of the wealthiest men in the village, and has the nicest house. Our area  is a little secluded from the village, but we have lots of visitors.  We are  about to go eat dinner with them. They grow corn, and they turn it into  something like grits. They mash it in a big mortal and pestle type thing, and  then lay the powder out to dry. Then they mix it in water and then cook it.   It's called Shema, when you eat it is like semi-hard grits. They eat it every  meal. Tonight we will just eat it plain, but they eat it with other things.   Often with Beans, or cabbage, or peas, or rarely meat. You eat with your hands  though. They laugh because most white people ask for a fork to eat it with, but  Gabe and I do it there way out of respect. They love it. We also eat at there  time, and not necessarily at the table. And I walk everywhere barefoot. They  laught at that too. But most white people come with clean shoes and socks, and  most of these people have busted flip flops and shoes with tons of holes.  It  earns their respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about it for now. When I am in town next I  will try and call and speak some Portugese. I really am speaking a good bit, and  Aubi and the locals help me. I speak a good bit more than Gabe, but I think ti  is because of the Spanish background I have.  They crack up laughing when I  speak it, not because it is bad, but because it surprises them.  A lot have said  that they are surprised at how fast I am picking it up. It is funny how we can  joke and make do with the little I know. Yao is a totally different story  though. I can only greet in Yao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, Aubi may have forgotten  about us eating diner with him tonight, and Gabe and I are ready to  eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom, Hope that helps with a picture of the  place.&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-5097578539984223504?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5097578539984223504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=5097578539984223504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5097578539984223504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5097578539984223504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/09/mills-writes-on-august-30th.html' title='Mills writes on August 30th......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-3040108415485368074</id><published>2007-08-30T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T03:55:50.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 30th.......</title><content type='html'>Sorry this is going to be short, I know it seems like I am getting in that  habit. I am feeling better, and my stomach has calmed down a good bit.  I'd say  things are as close to normal as can be expected. I am just resting up and  trying to regain energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Please Please keep praying for the work  here. The night before last night 5 of our solar panels got stolen off the roof.  They are about 400 dollars a piece and the Saindons are already really low on  money for the station.  There isn't really anything we can do about it.  A lot  of the locals offered to go walk through the forest and marsh to look and see if  they hid them there until they could pick them up, so we did that yesterday. It  wasn't a great way to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe and Aubi will be going into Lichinga on Friday to meet with  the Labor people. I am not sure if I will go or not. I will let you know  though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I have a funny story for today. I was working on recovering  and all from being so sick. I was a good bit better today thankfully, but this  sickness has been coming in spurts so we will see. Anyways we run on solar  panels when we can, and they are bolted on our sheet metal roof. Well last night  someone came and stole 5 of them. They are like 400 dollars a piece! Man these  things are like gold here. They snuck onto the roof and only walked on the side  where they wouldn't make noise. So today as I was trying to rest, me and a  group of locals went out to look and see if they hid them in the forest and tall  grass until they could transport them. There are rivers and creeks and reeds.  Well as we were going I basically was jumping across one, and fell completely  in! These locals were dying laughing. They were laughing so hard they almost  fell in as well. I went in under my head in this creek and we still didn't find  the panels. So if you would please be praying, it is a big setback  financially.&lt;br /&gt;We are convinced the Lord is with us and doing something good  here because of all the devils attempts to slow us down. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I  have been short on emailing, we have been prety busy here, and the radio  presenters have been using the computer off and all for some paperwork for the  Labor Dept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-3040108415485368074?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3040108415485368074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=3040108415485368074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/3040108415485368074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/3040108415485368074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-30th.html' title='Mills writes on August 30th.......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-1371327725217102918</id><published>2007-08-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T10:57:46.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 26th........</title><content type='html'>After church this morning I became a fire fighter. They burn the fields here at  the end of the dry season.  Today was way to windy, but two young boys did so  anyways. Before church we saw a fire way of, probably 3-4 miles, and then after  church it was about to swallow our garden. We battled it and didn't loose any  crops, but our fence got destroyed! We ran and saved a few locals houses, all  the roofs are thatch and the house literally burst into flames. We were able to  direct the fire around the village and keep it going into the fields. I got  some pictures, but I don't think they will do it justice. At one point Gabe and  I were in a dense fog of smoke and we were surrounded by fire. We really thought  we might have to run through fire to live! Haha but they we beat the fire with  branches and made a path out. It was hot stuff though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-1371327725217102918?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1371327725217102918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=1371327725217102918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1371327725217102918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1371327725217102918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-26th.html' title='Mills writes on August 26th........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-4574341170719104539</id><published>2007-08-26T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:56:48.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 25th......</title><content type='html'>So the trip to Malawi went really well, and I recovered from Malaria very  nicely.  I was able to actually eat at a restaurant in Blantyre, Malawi which  was incredible. I ate a hamburger, and a real pizza!!! I know you may be  thinking that is crazy to get excited about, but I am a teenage guy, and well I  eat a lot. So pizza was nice to have after being away from it for so long.  We  got back in Mozambique on Thursday after 2 days in Malawi. We spent the night  there and then Friday morning went to meet&lt;br /&gt;the local transport in the market  to get home. All of the transports gather in one area in the market so we  wandered around looking for our vehicle. We found a truck that was going and it  was only 100 meticas (aaround 4 dollars) so we decided that was the one.  That  was around 9am, and after an hour or two we finally left. Now in my email  earlier aksing for prayer request I described local transport as 20 people in a  15 passenger van. I was very mistaken.  This truck was a bit bigger than a  normal&lt;br /&gt;pick-up, but still only 4 wheels, and a small cab. In the back of the  truck there were 50 of us, and all of the belongings. And a ton of cases of beer  and cokes. I know your thinking, 50 no that is an exaggeration. I am not  exaggerating one bit. There were 50 in the back. I counted and I was touching 10  people. 10 people and I were that close together. The thing is, the road isn't  paved. It is a dirt road, and the driver is in a hurry so you are practically  airborne the entire time except for the&lt;br /&gt;fact that you are wedged in. Oh and a  chicken, there was a chicken next to me, and it pooped on my foot. It is funny  how we actually packed in. I mean I was just sitting there and more and more  people started wedging stuff in and around me and then sitting down where they  could. Then just as I though, "Wow this is all that can fit", someone would walk  up with a huge sack of corn or flour or a case of coke. And then they would find  room for it. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  The thing about local transport is if you  are overloaded it is illegal. Obviously, we were overloaded and so we took these  back roads until out of town. Right as we were about to get onto the main road,  we stopped. We were there for so long I thought we were going to sleep there and  so I had already planned where I would sleep and then how I could get a good  seat in the morning. Gabe and I couldn't really figure it out, and then with the  little Portuguese I know I was about to figure out the police&lt;br /&gt;were on the  road and we had to wait till they left for the day. So we sat, and then a lot of  the people decided to drink the beer we were carrying, Including the driver.   Then after 5 hours or so we started up again, just as cramped as before.  As we  were making our way there was a transport pulled over (by the police), but no  police in the road to stop us. So our driver sped through before they could step  out to block the road. Then the truck behind us got stopped! It all happened  really fast, we&lt;br /&gt;just looked and there were the police, it was really good we  didn't get pulled because then we would have had to walk 105 kilometers to get  home. I know a lot of people are thinking that I am so wrong to do this, and  that it was breaking the law. Well the police would just have taken money from  all of us and sent us on our way, or thrown the driver in prison and left us  there. When your are in that situation you rejoice that the Lord delivered you  from the corrupt police officer. So we got to the&lt;br /&gt;transport at 9, and then  got home (eventually) at 8:30.  I don't know how the driver made it, he was very  nice though, he insisted to drive us all the way to our house after everyone  else got off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of that said, I appreciate your prayers. I am sure  that they had a big part in the fact that I actually made it home. In my mind I  keep going back to the fact that Paul was content in every situation. I really  was thankful that we had that ride, I mean it really really could have been  worse. It is easy to ask God, "Why?". Why is this happening to me, why did this  "bad" thing happen. And the thing is, we can be so thankful. Yes it is bad that  you got a speeding ticket, or that you got in a&lt;br /&gt;wreck. But seriously you had  the blessing of having a car! I was throwing the frisbee with some local boys  last week and one asked me if I had a nice bike back in America. I kinda laughed  at first. I mean what he hopes for is a nice bike, not a gear bike, just a nice  bike like one that has brakes. So just think next time you have a trial, it  really could be worse, but more importantly what is God using that trial for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-4574341170719104539?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4574341170719104539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=4574341170719104539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4574341170719104539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4574341170719104539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-25th.html' title='Mills writes on August 25th......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2919944708319747221</id><published>2007-08-22T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T02:22:32.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 19th from Lichinga..........</title><content type='html'>Its actually not sunny, its cold and windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to email you  and let you know I got here alight. I am recovering fom Malaria well and resting  up. We Leave tomorrow, Monday, fo Malawi for a few days. Should be a good time.  They have real gocery stores there! Also I met a guy who carves Ivory, but he is  legal. He gets it fom the game reserves, and it liscensed! I might buy sometime,  its not often you get a chance like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and email when I  get back in Lichinga, but no promises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and miss  yall&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Garamond,Times,Serif;font-size:100%;" &gt;Psalm 119:9-11 "How can a young man keep his way pure, by living  according to your Word.  I seek you with all my heart, do not let me stray from  your commands.  I have hidden your Word in my heart that I might not sin against  You."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2919944708319747221?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2919944708319747221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2919944708319747221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2919944708319747221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2919944708319747221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-19th-from.html' title='Mills writes on August 19th from Lichinga..........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2933550658159870524</id><published>2007-08-18T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:58:23.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 16th in the p.m.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey Mom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4:15 here, I just wanted to get out a last email to you. We plan to leave at 7 in the morning and won't be able to connect to the server that early. Dad commented on the fact you have been rising early in the morning, as have I. I (when feeling well) have been getting up at 5:45, I don't know how early you rise, but man 5:45 doesn't feel so early out here. Workers come for their different jobs around 6:30 here. It puts things into perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate your encouragement while being sick. It helps to have a nice kiss once and a while.  Mom it really was a blessing to hear In Christ Alone. I don't think I will be able to sing it again without remembering this time and knowing how fully my hope, light, strength and song are His Alone.  You are right, God is Sovereign.  I think sometimes God will bring you to &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt; and give you Malaria to show you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to ask Gabe to run and email this before we loose our window, but it will be the last for a while. It is possible that Friday or Saturday I will connect to the internet in town.  I will try and email you from my Hotmail, and read some emails on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be praying for the time as we travel. The thing about Malaria is that you can't get comfortable, even laying in bed. The bumpy ride on dirt roads won't be pleasant. "My Comforter, my All in All, Here in the love of Christ I will Stand" (more like lay right about now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon Turbeville emailed me, it was nice to hear from her.  Oh I am going to bring back some seeds to try and plant coffee in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Columbia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;. Coffee likes humid weather and well we got it. It may not work because it gets so hot, but it is worth a try. Theo gave me a sealed packet of seeds so I should be alright through customs. I am sending a bag of things I don't need, as well as Gabe, with him to SA so we can travel lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom. A tight hug.&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2933550658159870524?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2933550658159870524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2933550658159870524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2933550658159870524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2933550658159870524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-16th-in-pm.html' title='Mills writes on August 16th in the p.m.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-8167641507995601840</id><published>2007-08-18T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:55:14.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabriel writes on August 16th in the early a.m..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hello Cindy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mills asked me to email you this morning to tell you that he is sick in bed with Malaria. He started to feel sick yesterday but managed to eat supper but he had a very bad night last night getting sick and all. He seems to be a bit better this morning but has a fever ever now and then. He did take treatment last night and Theo and Mignonne just gave him some more. So we are hoping that he will be back on his feet tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;From Gabriel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-8167641507995601840?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8167641507995601840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=8167641507995601840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8167641507995601840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8167641507995601840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/gabriel-writes-on-august-16th-in-early.html' title='Gabriel writes on August 16th in the early a.m..........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-8631291337829300365</id><published>2007-08-18T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:53:11.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 15th......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey Dad,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gabe is feeling much better now and is just trying to lay low and slowly recover. Tomorrow (Thursday) will be my last day to email for about a week since we will be going to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. Gabe and I will stay in Lichinga till Monday so it is possible that we go onto the internet in town, but i'm not sure or too worried about it. I don't really crave getting on. I don't even know exactly what I would do on it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my days early here, up at 5:45 and eating breakfast after a shower. I go to bed usually before 9 though so it makes the early hours easy.  I'm using my laptop as an alarm. I'm loking forward to being back home and getting to use it a little more towards it's full potential. Here it's not connected to the internet and there are no other Apple's around so it is limited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, Love you&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you'd be praying I am talking tomorrow at our Bengwa's meeting. Bengwas are the guys from all the villages that help out with the radio. They take up announcements and the money for them, and also get listener feedback from their village.  They are all Muslims and well I'm working on what to talk about. And I will share my testimony which should be interesting. I'd love the prayers. God give me strength.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-8631291337829300365?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8631291337829300365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=8631291337829300365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8631291337829300365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8631291337829300365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-15th.html' title='Mills writes on August 15th......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-9099992305047243659</id><published>2007-08-18T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:51:50.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 14th.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey Momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe has come down with Malaria, he felt it Monday morning and has been laying in bed since. As of this morning he is much better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was playing hide and seek with some local boys and I saw Louis drive up with all of his workers and their bikes on top of his Land Cruiser. I went and asked why he brought them all into town and saw that in the back of his car he had 2 cows. One had just died and the other was lame and hadn't been able to stand for a few weeks. He gifted the lame one to the church to be slaughtered and took the other away. Aubi looked at me and said, "Aye you must slaughter this cow". I started laughing and then realized he had never killed a cow before, and neither had I.  Long story short, I took that new knife I ordered and while some of the locals held down the cow I cut it's throat.  We then cleaned the cow and butchered it. The funny thing is that the only thing that goes to waste is the actual waste in side the cow, the things that were in line to get sent out of it's body. Everything else is used.  I asked Aubi (ignorantly) if we would just bury the head in the field and he laughed and said no they would eat it. He said they even eat the ears!  For my part in cleaning it I asked for the hide, instead of meat.  I want to maybe make a drum or something. We will see. I just laughed though, these locals were very afraid to kill the cow, and then once it was dead they jumped on in and helped skin and divide the meat. Sorry I didn't take any pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:City&gt; is the local language of this part of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Mozambique&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Southern Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;. It's not the national language of &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malawi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; though, that is Chicewa(spelling?). It is very African, no Latin influence like Portuguese.  Which makes it very very hard to learn. I asked Aubi when eating at his house last night how many languages he speaks. It was 8. Very humbling, most of the languages are African languages that take people many years to learn. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; is extremely difficult for outsiders to learn and take many many&lt;br /&gt;years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run send this before we lose our window to connect to the server in SA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and look forward to the email that is probably waiting on me there from you. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-9099992305047243659?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/9099992305047243659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=9099992305047243659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/9099992305047243659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/9099992305047243659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-14th.html' title='Mills writes on August 14th.......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-4819820782835626469</id><published>2007-08-18T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:50:10.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills  writes August 13th...........</title><content type='html'>Hey Momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making this very short. I just read your email and really  enjoyed what you had to say. I wanted to reply and then reconnect quickly. Gabe  isn't feeling well and is in bed this morning, so you can be praying for him. He  is having stomach problems along the same lines as mine.  You and dad will  probably get your emails along the same time, it's funny I typed his last night,  and yours this morning. Funny how God will use the time difference.  Man God has  really been using just Praising Him in my life here. I was reading  Ecclesiastes and I think it is chapter 5, but I am not sure. But it is about  standing in Awe of God. Wow mom, right now find that verse, it's like 2 verses  on letting our words be few. I will email a longer message and send it this  afternoon so I can check the verse.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-4819820782835626469?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4819820782835626469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=4819820782835626469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4819820782835626469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4819820782835626469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes.html' title='Mills  writes August 13th...........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2339197389748122677</id><published>2007-08-13T04:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:24:12.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills' notes from his sermon August 12th......</title><content type='html'>I love you Momma, more than you know. Really it's more than words. It's a love  that is only a shadow of the Love of our God, but it is still so  immense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Sermon notes I give Aubi to help translate. It is  nice because it gives you time to think about what you are going to say next as  he is translating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teaching for 8-12-2007       "The Burden  of Sin"-Mills Snell&lt;br /&gt; -Giving Thanks for opportunity to teach and reference  to responsibility of teaching. Gabe's preaching on James 3.&lt;br /&gt; -Prayer before  diving into God's Word.  (Aubi, next time I preach, if you let me again, I want  to follow up with this verse.)  "See what this Godly sorrow has produced in you:  What earnestness, what eagerness to clear yourselves, what indignation, what  alarm, what longing, what concern, what readiness to see justice done. At every  point you have proved yourselves to be innocent in this matter.  -Gabriel taught  last week on two kinds of Wisdom. Heavenly and Earthly Wisdom.  We are going to  look at&lt;br /&gt;two kinds of sorrow.  Sorrow is -- "A feeling of deep distress caused  by loss, disappointment or other misfortune."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; --2 Corinthians 7:11  "Godly sorrow brings repentance that leads to salvation and leaves no regret,  but worldly sorrow brings death. " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; -This sorrow we are talking about  is in relation to the sin in our lives. What is the difference between Godly and  worldly sorrow? (I may repeat this a few times). The Answer.... Are we sad  because we were caught in sin or are we sad because our sins have hurt our God?   Worldly sorrow is when we are sad because we were caught in the act of living a  sinful life.  Godly sorrow is when you are so broken by the fact that your sins  hurt God that you turn to Him. Our sins hurt God because it forces Him&lt;br /&gt;to  turn His face from us. (I'll do a demonstration with 2 chairs) Habakkuk 1:13  says " The eyes of the Lord are too pure to look on evil"  We must understand  the evilness and weight of our sin; if we do not, we cannot understand how it  hurts God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - "Godly sorrow brings repentance"  When we are broken by  the fact that our sins hurt God, and are filled with Godly sorrow, we repent.  Repentance is a complete turn in the opposite direction. We were walking in our  sin..... And then turn completely around! Completely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - "That leads to  salvation" Here God tells us that repentance leads to salvation. Salvation does  not come before repentance.  We must repent, and only then can we be saved.  Salvation can only be attained when we realize that there is nothing that we can  do to win God's favor. We must be covered by Jesus' blood in order to gain  salvation. No amount of good deeds can win over salvation. (I'll give some  examples)&lt;br /&gt; -  "and leaves no regret" The focus of this teaching is this. So  many people have achieved salvation, not by their own strength, but because of  Christ, and they still regret. The problem is that we think some of our sins are  in a way "too big for God". This is not in the bible. Jesus' death covers all  sins. As Christians we don't fully live out this verse, because we still live  with the guilt of our sins. This should not be!  If we lay our sins at the foot  of the cross, which is repentance (turning&lt;br /&gt;away from our sin), then we must  lay them all down. Don't be so prideful as to think that one thing you may have  done can be kept from the Lord. No sin is big enough to outweigh the sacrifice  of our Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - "Worldly sorrow brings death"  . In Paul's letter to  the church in Rome he says, "The wages of sin is death".  Worldly sorrow will  not end in salvation. If you are simply sorry that you got caught in your sin,  and not that your sin hurts God, then your fate will be death. Paul talks about  it twice here, Worldly sorrow is a sin, and the wages of sin is death. Worldly  sorrow will leave you regretting every sin you ever made. Satan will use this as  a foot hold in moving you away from God.  Don't&lt;br /&gt;let the guilt of past sins  keep you from repentance and salvation. We have freedom in the cross. We are  literally free from the burden of sin.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two types of sorrow  were fresh in Paul's mind. Look at what just happened. Peter sinned, he denied  Christ 3 times, and lied about being one of Jesus' followers.  Judas betrayed  Jesus with a kiss, for 30 pieces of silver. Peter felt sorry that his sins hurt  God. He repented, was accepted back in the body of believers and moved on. Judas  though, was "seized by remorse" Matthew 27 tells us. He was sorry that Jesus was  condemned, and then he gave back the money and hung himself. What is the  difference&lt;br /&gt;in Judas and Peter? Judas was not sorry that his sins hurt God, he  was sad that he got caught, that Jesus got hurt. He didn't think about the  consequences of his sin.  Think about the consequences of your sins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'll summarize the verse a little bit). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your attitude  towards the sin in your life?  Are you sorry that your sins hurt God, or are you  sorry you got caught in them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'll close in prayer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2339197389748122677?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2339197389748122677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2339197389748122677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2339197389748122677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2339197389748122677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-notes-from-his-sermon-august-12th.html' title='Mills&apos; notes from his sermon August 12th......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-8680974332778422925</id><published>2007-08-13T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:21:08.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 11th........</title><content type='html'>Gabe and I returned from our journeys today (Saturday) around 1:30. Much earlier  than we had kinda expected. Everything went well as Theo took the truck to  Pemba. Gabe and I are planning going there and then starting our way down Mozam.  It is a funny place, people poop on the beach and the tide takes it away. They  say it really startles you, I will be able to say in a couple months.  But since  we got back in enough time, I am going to preach tomorrow, which God really used  to humble me. At first I was kinda hoping that I would have to wait till  another week, and then I got to thinking on the long drive and realized.... What  the heck, this is a privilege. With responsibilities of course. But I am really  getting more and more passionate about it. I will tac my notes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I  was thinking about the winding down summer today. As I get more and more emails  from friends I have started to realize that I sacrificed the summer after my SR.  year. Gladly of course, but my friends are telling me about all these awesome  things that are happening! Ha Praise the Lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-8680974332778422925?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/8680974332778422925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=8680974332778422925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8680974332778422925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/8680974332778422925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-11th.html' title='Mills writes on August 11th........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-4439309244186220579</id><published>2007-08-13T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T04:01:12.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 13th...........</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It pleases me so much to say "ya'll" and for you not to think  anything funny about it. I get many strange looks here. I just wanted to see if  you could be praying for me on this upcoming week. Gabe and I will be going to  Malawi. I have renewed my visa to the limit and if I don't leave the country  they will kick me out. So I will leave on Monday for about a 6 hour drive to  cross the border and then my visa renewal process can start over again.  I just  wanted to ask if you could be praying for our trip? There are a lot of things  that could potentially go wrong. If God is for us, who can be against us! Also  our safety, Gabe and I won't have a ride back, so we will take local transport.  The best way to describe local transport is like a 1975 15 passenger van with  20+ people crammed in, and all their belongings on the top. It's like  a  tractor pulling a trailer.  I trust that the Lord is and has been preparing  divine appointments for us.  I'll be sure to let you know how it goes. Thanks  so much for blessing me with your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-4439309244186220579?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4439309244186220579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=4439309244186220579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4439309244186220579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4439309244186220579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-13th.html' title='Mills writes on August 13th...........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-7879330493614733291</id><published>2007-08-13T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T03:57:07.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on Sunday August 12......</title><content type='html'>On our recent trip into town I bought a box of frosted flakes for 135 meticas! I  found frosted flakes!!! That is like 5 or 6 dollars for the box, and it wasn't  very big. Ah did I enjoy it though. I will only be able to get 3 bowls out of  it, and I have already had 2..... Haha. Man I went and picked some strawberries  though and cut them up on the cereal. Ha I know I will appreciate cereal that much  more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, Love you and I will look forward to hearing from  you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaking it in,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-7879330493614733291?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7879330493614733291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=7879330493614733291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7879330493614733291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7879330493614733291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-sunday-august-12.html' title='Mills writes on Sunday August 12......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2018741421003587253</id><published>2007-08-07T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T15:27:08.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 7th...................</title><content type='html'>Oh sweet Chick-fa-la! They don't have it in SA and they asked if it was like  KFC?? I nearly died. And I didn't have it much before I left because of that one  being closed by us. How does it look?&lt;br /&gt;When I went to check emails this morning there were only 2, but I noticed the  guy in SA we run through hadn't connected to the server in 15 hours. So we ended  up getting 19 emails around 12. It's funny how much our email is in the Lord's  hands. More so than back at home  guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our water pump from the river  hasn't been working and Aubi doesn't have water by his house. So this morning we  went down to the river to fix the pump. We ended up having to build up the dam  by swimming around behind it and finding more rocks and sandbags that had  fallen. The water was so cold, really really cold.  Then we had carried this 30  ft or so pipe down to dredge out the sand that kinda gets in the way of the pipe  opening. We got the pump sucking up water and then I stood there and  vacuumed&lt;br /&gt;up the sand, lots of it, while chest deep in freezing water.  Thankfully the pump is working now, and Aubi should have water soon.  I'll take  a picture of the dam and everything next time we go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Mignonne  baked us bread, and I asked her to help me learn to do the same after they leave  in a few weeks. The Lord is taking care of us for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really  interesting, this time of year the locals burn the tall grass fields. But these  fields are everywhere! They light them at night and it is really incredible.  There isn't a really good reason for why they do it, but it helps to kinda kill  bugs. The thing is everything gets covered in the ash. I will have to try and  take a picture that will do it justice. It really is incredible. We got some of  the guys that live in the village to clear out the grass around the house and  gardens so they&lt;br /&gt;don't burn us down. We payed 3 guys 50 meticas total for  about a days work. Since they were around MR and Parker's age they were so happy  to receive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2018741421003587253?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2018741421003587253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2018741421003587253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2018741421003587253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2018741421003587253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-7th.html' title='Mills writes on August 7th...................'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-4030736676108642971</id><published>2007-08-03T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:12:51.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes to everyone on August 3rd..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hey Ya'll, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll have to forgive me for not sending out a mass email in a while. I'm blessed to have my parents updating a Blog for me, so I hope you have been checking that out.  I have been trying to figure out what exactly to say, more actually, what not to say.  God really works in the simplicity of life, and here things are pretty simple. If you’re following me, God is working big time in my life. I'm going to try and explain something I can't even wrap my mind around, so please bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been humbling me on this so called journey. It doesn't seem so much like a journey, but I looked up journey and it is: an act of traveling from one place to another. Trying to avoid being cliché, I really find myself moving from one mindset to a completely different one.  I told a story to my parents that got put on the blog about a group of boys who were so eager to get our trash, they were willing to work (in a non-American sense of the word) for it. I can't explain the joy these young&lt;br /&gt;boys had for tin cans! It is something I will never forget. It really caused me to question the luxury you and I live in.  Most missionaries or others who come onto the mission field might make a challenge like this, so I feel a little too much "by the books" in doing it. Please though think outside of our normal mindset; God has gifted you with the utmost comfort, how are you using it to bring Him honor?  Philemon 1:6 comes to mind, (I'm going to assume that not all of you have Bibles beside you, and for the sake of understanding this, I will quote it), " I pray that you may be active in sharing your faith, so that you will have a full understanding of every good thing we have in Christ".  God says, via Paul, that when you share your faith (out loud), that you actually may begin to understand the joy, contentment, eagerness, hope, earnestness, patience, love and freedom (just some of the good things) that we have in Christ!  Share your Faith, and try with me to wrap our minds around something as big and awesome as God's plan for our lives.  I trust that God isn't lying when he tells us that when we share our faith we begin to understand His goodness.  I really could tell you a thousand stories about what is going on here, but they are all going to point to God's goodness, His greatness. Plus you can read the stories on my blog and there will be plenty of time when I get home. Ha-ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll throw in one story so you might actually read the next newsletter I send out.... Ha-ha only kidding..... I hope.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Lichinga (the nearest town) we ran into some car trouble with a borrowed 8 ton retired army truck, this truck had been retired for a reason.  We had just picked up my passport which had to be left at the Immigration office for a week where I renewed my visa.  The truck wouldn't start, which wasn't really a surprise seeing as how we had stopped at least 12 times in the 300k's to pick up the truck.  By the Grace of God, we were parked across the street from a mechanic shop! We took off the&lt;br /&gt;starter (you can stand under this truck while working on it, that is how big it really is) and carried it over. While sitting and talking with the Muslim mechanic Adao (or Adam) for a few hours we tried to share the Gospel with him. We asked if he had heard of Adam in the Bible, and he knew the story! That was really as far as we could get with him and we ended up paying the mechanic shop 900 meticas, which is a lot of money here, so that he could tell us we needed to start it manually(which we had&lt;br /&gt;been doing).  You could see though how Adao looked at us, we were laughing and joking and sharing food with him. I trust that he noticed we didn't see ourselves in a trial, or at least not as an inconvenience.  That story wraps up our labors here. We plant some seeds and don't usually see much fruit, but God is working! People simply need to see the Gospel in action. We are just trying to love on people, the same way we would love on our family members or children. God is teaching me so well to be content in every situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for ya'll as you read this is that you would be, "Joyful in Hope, Patient in Affliction, and Faithful in Prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality". I really can't shout it as loud as I want to. Remember we aren't called to be hospitable only to the desirables.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be praying for:&lt;br /&gt;-Gabriel and my friendship, that is would continue to grow and we would have patience with each other and seek to serve each other.&lt;br /&gt;-I'll be preaching on the 12th of August, so for a clear leading on what to teach on, and that these people's hearts would already begin to be softened.&lt;br /&gt;-The group of guys we play soccer with, just as we try and pour into their lives.&lt;br /&gt;-My slow, but steady learning of Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;- That the baker in the village would start making bread again (he stopped after going to prison about 2 weeks ago). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya'll are in my prayers, feel free to email me if there is anyway I can be praying for you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-4030736676108642971?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4030736676108642971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=4030736676108642971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4030736676108642971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4030736676108642971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-to-everyone-on-august-3rd.html' title='Mills writes to everyone on August 3rd..........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2060065409650075772</id><published>2007-08-03T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:11:18.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on August 2nd.........</title><content type='html'>Hey Momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting nice and caught up after that long weekend, I  wouldn't call it a break so much. Haha.Oh the clutch was for Louis and his 1983  Mercedes. Maupula is in Mozambique, I'm sure if you Google it, it would show  you. I'm not sure if that is spelled correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA Sheep. There are these  sheep here, fat tailed sheep. They are gross looking and the meat isn't so good.  When we were at Jan and Bonnies (where we took the cows in Lichinga), they are  working on raising a herd of sheep and cattle. Jan is from SA and Bonnie is from  Illinois. It is really neat to see how the milk from the cows is a blessing to  them and the people around them. They are selling the milk at half price, which  allows poorer people to buy, but they still cover their costs. It's  really&lt;br /&gt;interesting. Ok sorry back to the point, sheep. We always talk about  how they are followers, and they really are! These sheep will just run after one  another in a little pack. It was funny to watch them try and get around the  cows. That is really interesting about trying to get on the other side of the  fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo is going to take all of their big things to Pemba in a week  or so, and then come back. Later in August they will go to SA as a family, till  October. Then when they come back they will take the rest of their things to  Pemba and stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Maupula we ate a good bit of chicken, pork chops,  sausage, some ribs of I'm not sure what. Oh we had these pieces of liver rapped  in intestines, it was so good, It made me think of how much you love liver. Mmm  meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is such an encouragement to hear how people are being  touched, the Lord really is so humbling in that. Just the ways he works,  subtlety even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About ya'lls coming in November. It doesn't matter what we  do. A safari might be a little lame, to be honest. I think if ya'll want to see  some wild life then we can rent a car and drive to Kruger National Park. That  would be better. A "safari package" is a tourist trap. We can go up on Table Mt,  in Cape Town, spend some time at the beach. I really don't know what else. I  think everything is going to seem "touristy" to me now. Ya'll juse decide and I  will go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run, Gabe and I starting doing a  devotional every morning. I'll talk to you soon mom, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am  emailing Sydney this morning, feel free to give out my email to anyone, it  really was a blessing to get her email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2060065409650075772?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2060065409650075772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2060065409650075772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2060065409650075772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2060065409650075772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/08/mills-writes-on-august-2nd.html' title='Mills writes on August 2nd.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-1500264624422788127</id><published>2007-07-31T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:18:24.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 27th......</title><content type='html'>Hey Momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am typing as a very tired and beaten person. We played  soccer again with the locals for another 2 hours. We quit after me and this guy  connected heads, my eye lid was gushing blood. It was awesome. The scar is just  alright, but they thought I was a goner. Ha good times. I think they all want my  shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe and I had a nice dinner, noodles and mushroom soup mix. mmmm.  It turns out that I will not be preaching this Sunday. Gabe and I will pretty  much be stranded when Theo and Mignonne leave for SA in like 2 weeks, and we are  going to Muapula (sp?) so that we can get out while possible. It isn't normal to  leave this much, but it will be neat to experience different parts of the  country.  We are leaving tomorrow (Friday) morning and will be back sometime  Monday.  Gabe and I finished a big job today&lt;br /&gt;in the radio station. We put in  this air vent box through the roof to get some ventilation into a recording  room. We had to hoist this 65 pound box up and then nail it is level. We had to  cut a hole in the roof which made things interesting. It's only a metal sheeted  roof, but it makes it interesting to climb on the roof to the hole.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe and I are planning on starting "The Journey" south around October  10th.  We both said that those dates should be fine. Maybe later if possible,  like the 17th of November, I think you mentioned that date. Gabe and I can start  and figure out some things that we can do, I'm sure there is a lot to do, but  ya'll are talking about coming for a good while. Maybe a week and a half or two  weeks? Gabe and I were just saying that there are places to stay on Fish Hoek  beach. If possible you should stay&lt;br /&gt;in Fish Hoek just so your close. Your  driver's licenses should be valid in SA, if you wanted to rent a car. Email Neil  and ask him. He would be able to help you figure out logistics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an  email from Moultrie, which was really nice. I am going to try and respond to him  before we leave in the morning. I also got one from Ella. It is so nice to hear  from folks back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I get the same emails from Madeleine every week. I  don't know if you forgot, but I like the CC emails if you get a  chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run, talk to you on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for  freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-1500264624422788127?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1500264624422788127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=1500264624422788127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1500264624422788127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1500264624422788127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-27th.html' title='Mills wrote on July 27th......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-5522483974940539857</id><published>2007-07-24T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:19:00.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mils writes on July 23rd.........</title><content type='html'>Hey Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back from Lichinga last night just in time to receive  emails. I'm glad the trip went so well, and I'm also glad ya'll got the picture.  Mom went kinda crazy and listed ll these things I need to take pictures off.  Ya'll have to understand that I am taking pictures from the camera on my  computer and making then 1/20th of their original size. Then the guys we send  through in SA don't like it when we try and send pictures because it clogs up  their system. Then on top of that It takes me 5 tries&lt;br /&gt;to send a picture,  which takes like an hour. I'm not going to send pictures. I may get one of Gabe  and Aubi or something, but it won't be soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still preaching this Sunday, unless we go  out of town with Theo, so I am going to sit down today and try and figure out  about what.  I'd appreciate your prayers. I'm going to respond to you and Mom's  emails in this one to save time, I need to do some other things. Tell her the  warts are bad, but I am treating them with Duct Tape.  Tell her that ya'll can  try&lt;br /&gt;and send a picture if it is under 30 KB's but it will be a hassle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two people staying in our house from SA this week. Marida and  Jan, they are here for the Dutch Reformed Senate(the church here is part of the  Dutch Reformed Church).   In Lichinga we stayed and Jan and Bonnie's house, Jan  is from Europe maybe and Bonnie is from the States. We took all of Theo and  Mignonne's cows to them b/c Theo is moving to Pemba in Oct. They are starting a  project to raise a herd of cattle. It was awesome to spend time with them and  other missionaries for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;This one guy Keith from SA lives at the  beach of Lake Malawi, the same place we went and camped while the team was here.  He is a really funny guy, and he told us he had a stun gun in his car. I agreed  the get shocked, for the experience you know. I have to say it isn't like the  movies make it out to be. It hurts and leaves a bad burn, but it doesn't throw  you on the ground or anything. I should have a nice mark for a while.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll and I will email better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-5522483974940539857?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5522483974940539857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=5522483974940539857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5522483974940539857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5522483974940539857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mils-writes-on-july7-23rd.html' title='Mils writes on July 23rd.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-4412951944364497167</id><published>2007-07-21T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T17:11:44.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 19th.......</title><content type='html'>Hey momma,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust ya'll are having a great time up in WV. It is way up  from here.  Thanks for those verses, especially the Greek for free/freedom, that  is neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in my email to dad this morning I wrote a good bit about  the guys from SA, they are a good bit older and are just stubborn. We all are  really.  That is so neat that people are really into the blog. How are ya'll  doing it? Are you just taking the whole email or just excerpts? I'm glad people  are interested in what is going on. Sometimes I could see if frustrating for  people back home, or confusing at least. "Why isn't he out preaching everyday?"  I could see someone asking that. The thing is&lt;br /&gt;these people know the stories,  they want to see us live it. It really keeps you in check hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went  and got bread today praise the Lord, and had fried egg sandwiches. I found a  huge stash of vinegar which is a huge blessing because fried egg sandwiches get  old. The vinegar is nice to spice it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing with Simon and  Amika, Theo and Mignonne's kids, and Simon loves Legos! What a blessing. I was  sitting and building with him and he said something so profound. (Simon can  speak 3 languages). He said, " You know, it doesn't matter how many Legos you  have, when you play by yourself, it isn't as fun as playing with someone else".  I looked at him and said Simon you are very wise, it takes a lot of people a  long time to figure that out. I will have to find someway of getting him some  Legos&lt;br /&gt;of mine. He doesn't have a whole bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a funny story  for you:&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Gabe and I rode into Muembe with Louis. It's about 35k's  from Chiconono and is the nearest police station, if you can call it that. Louis  needed to report his break in, not that it would really do anything. We took the  1987-ish Mercedes that Gabe and I replaced the clutch in.  It's funny we drive  over bridges that are made of trees laying over piles of stones. Someone drove  off the other day and died. We were in a Mercedes. Haha. Anyways we got to the  Police station and after a while Louis&lt;br /&gt;came out and said we were ready to go,  but one of the officers would come with us. We had been talking to a man earlier  while waiting (he reeked of alcohol). This guy asked if I were a boxer,  obviously because I am so strong looking(haha), but Louis said because I looked  like Jean Claude Van Dam to this fella. To our surprise this same drunk guy  walks up with an AK-47 and says he is ready to go! He was the Police officer to  come with us. He was waving that gun all around. Louis said he had to  spend&lt;br /&gt;the night at his house and then take him back the next day. The way  these police work is if they find out who stole it, and they always know, they  will say, "for you to get this back for free, you must pay me this amount of  money". Ha it can be frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me posted on the tapes, should be  interesting. Would you mind sending Gunkle the link to the Blog, I don't have it  and he asked for it. Also when you have time, Parker can help, go onto Facebook.  I have a link for my old blog, and you can change it to the new one. Let me know  if you have trouble with it, no rush or anything, just as time permits. I know  ya'll are having fun, and I hope you aren't getting on each others nerves or  anything, just be reminded that I would love to be there with you&lt;br /&gt;when you  start to argue about something trivial. It will probably help me to get along  with the siblings after I am back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll I'll talk to you soon.  Hope the story entertained you, it was something to live through I tell you.  I'll look forward to hearing how you set up the blog and all since I can't see  it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for freedom(eleutheroo)&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-4412951944364497167?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/4412951944364497167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=4412951944364497167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4412951944364497167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/4412951944364497167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-19th_21.html' title='Mills wrote on July 19th.......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-1282829025427727602</id><published>2007-07-21T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:07:55.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 20th.........</title><content type='html'>Hey Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured if I get a picture down below 30 kb's then i should be  able to send it. I made it really small on my laptop, but maybe you could make  it a little bigger without distorting it too much. Figured it was worth a try  since you haven't seen me in a while. If it works I will get pictures of Aubi,  Gabe, Louis, and Theo and the rest. I think they would have fun with the camera.  I'm going to keep the file size low, but I'm sure I will have an email from  ya'll waiting when I send this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-1282829025427727602?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/1282829025427727602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=1282829025427727602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1282829025427727602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/1282829025427727602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-20th.html' title='Mills wrote on July 20th.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-3242196236461426520</id><published>2007-07-21T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:08:12.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 19th.........</title><content type='html'>Hey Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure ya'll are in WV now, and I hope you had a smooth  trip. It's comforting to know that you won't be stranded or in the middle of  nowhere(literally) without help. Haha we can drive 400 k's here and not see one  car. You can understand why Louis has a welder and angle grinder plus all the  tools he needs for a repair in his car. Makes me love AAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at  those verses in Hebrews and 1 John, it was extremely appropriate at the moment.  We ate dinner with Theo and Mignonne and their 2 kids last night. Rabbit! What a  treat! Oh It was so good. Two of the guys from that team who is teaching  evangelism to the locals came over and we discussed some things. People who come  in for 2 or 3 weeks kinda have a narrow view of things. They say, "Come, give  your lives to Jesus!". And people come, out of politeness. Then they come back a  yea later looking&lt;br /&gt;to disciple the "Christians" and there isn't a single one.  These guys came with a focus on child evangelism. They said, "no if we just  teach them how to share the Gospel to children, then it will be effective, the  power of God's word cannot be stopped". The thing is, if a kid goes home and  tells his Muslim family he is a Christian they would beat him, and if he didn't  recant his beliefs they would disown him. By that time the team is gone. So he  recants and goes on with his Muslim life. It happens&lt;br /&gt;with every team that  comes. And every single one wans to argue that their way is different, that  their alter call is somehow better than the last. What we try to tell them is  that they need discipleship, they need accountability and support! These two  guys said, "well what about this guy "the king", he said the sinners prayer with  us, we told him it was a serious commitment and he knows it won't be easy". Theo  taught this guy 4 or 5 years ago and his family and the community started to say  what happened,&lt;br /&gt;you were a Muslim leader, now we can't follow you. So he went  back. He will do the same this time. I don't doubt the Lord's power, but it will  most likely happen. It's frustrating, there need to be more missionaries showing  people the Way. Thats what they want to see, they say if you live what you  preach, then I will follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told mom and just wrote one to MR, but  our email may not be reliable. There is a new moon that has been giving us  trouble. The weather can throw is thing off like crazy.  That sounds good about  just letting me know about the dates, I think I am realizing that no matter how  long you come for, it won't be long enough.    I was thinking about Josiah last  night and this morning, I can't wait to see how big that stud is. Gabe said  while we were praying that my eyes light up when I talk about him. I&lt;br /&gt;believe  it. I was just thinking about how much I want to teach him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya'll  can't wait to hear how things are up in ole WV. When I was there in Dunbar many  years ago, things were quite dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that was pretty long and  vent-y, and my forearms are cramping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-3242196236461426520?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/3242196236461426520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=3242196236461426520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/3242196236461426520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/3242196236461426520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-19th.html' title='Mills wrote on July 19th.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2727028571008829955</id><published>2007-07-21T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:03:01.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from Mills......</title><content type='html'>Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Monday night here, I started feeling bad. I had stopped taking my  Malaria meds because it was bothering my stomach still.  Missionaries stop  taking it because of the side affects and cost. It's funny, they get used to  getting it around once a year, and it gradually isn't so bad.  I didn't get  Malaria, but I was in bad shape till this afternoon. I think the Lord was  telling me to quit being stubborn and take it.  I was up all night&lt;br /&gt;with a bad  fever and just aching body. I'm feeling a lot better now.  &lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon Love and miss ya'll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2727028571008829955?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2727028571008829955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2727028571008829955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2727028571008829955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2727028571008829955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates-from-mills.html' title='Updates from Mills......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-5174492679782328532</id><published>2007-07-16T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T03:53:50.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 16, 2007........</title><content type='html'>James Taylor can make a boy miss home like no other. I can't tell how blessed I  was when "Going to Carolina in my Mind" played on a random borrowed CD on the  way up. In the middle of Mozambique I had a nice reminder of home. We put the CD  on our computer, and I was just appreciating it. I think it is for people from  the Carolinas who are away from home. Mmmm James Taylor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I usually have  your email next to the new one I type in the screen, but I don't tonight. I'm  going to do my best in response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That really was an awesome  encouragement about David. I have heard that a lot, about how he should have  been in battle, but it wasn't a sin for him to be at home. I never really made  the tie to my own life and where God is taking me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kinda like  Nutella, it's called Choc Spread. It is chocolate and macadamia nut spreads  though. No peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Loius got robbed today. 30,000 meticas and  150 USD, and a little SA rand. His gun was taken but found later outside a barn  of his. While he and his family came in town for church we think 2 guys broke  in. We will see how that turns out, he is pretty poor though, so it really is a  big hit.  Loius, Aubi, Gabe and I prayed tonight when he came into Chiconono. He  prayed that he would not have a hint of bitterness towards the men, and that  their hearts would be softened to the Lord. I was comforted and&lt;br /&gt;prayed that  the thief's would realize that we store up a treasure in heaven that they can  never steal, but it is a free gift to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan is also working  through a magician here. He is doing many horrible things, cutting his wife, and  then removing the knife and her being fine.  Coming up with money, then turning  it to paper, then back to money and giving it to the people. Making sand and  water into rice, and then feeding the people. He charges people 10 meticas and  then lets them see. He has been in Muembe, and will likely come to Chiconono. We  would go and pray against him, how awesome would it be if like in Acts where  the&lt;br /&gt;slave girl who was doing magic, lost the ability! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, satan has  such a foothold here. More reason for us to be encouraged. He obviously is not  pleased with the work we are doing.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A team came from SA tonight.  There are 7 people, 5 older men and 2 kids. It is so frustrating to us. They are  under the impression that the Christians are afraid or don't know how to share  the Gospel. The thing is, we/they, share the Gospel all the time. The Muslims  believe in Jesus and his "good teachings", they just want to see it in our  lives. They tell us that. We will sit in a teaching session all day tomorrow.  Its frustrating to us. They want to teach all day, all week. We heard the guy  talking&lt;br /&gt;tonight, he is going to repeat the same thing we learn tomorrow every  day. They kinda think the Christians in Chiconono are slow.  I am done venting,  and I say all of that so you can better pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-5174492679782328532?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/5174492679782328532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=5174492679782328532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5174492679782328532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/5174492679782328532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-16-2007.html' title='Mills wrote on July 16, 2007........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-7377158572991058781</id><published>2007-07-12T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T03:46:45.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills worte to his Grandmother on July 10, 2007......</title><content type='html'>Oh Sity,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You are such an encouragement and blessing to me. I am  constantly telling&lt;br /&gt; Gabriel stories of you and all the funny memories. I  just sat down to a&lt;br /&gt; cup of coffee and am about to fix lunch. The team  from Stellenboshe&lt;br /&gt; University just left, they left us with a ton of  food! Tons of canned&lt;br /&gt; fruit which is expensive here. Also Rusks; I  didn't know what they were&lt;br /&gt; till I was here. They are these really hard  pieces of bread that you dip&lt;br /&gt; in your coffee and tea. They are so  good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We usually eat a lot of bread, but recently the baker in  Chiconono was put&lt;br /&gt; in prison. We have resorted to scrounging off the  team, and now they are&lt;br /&gt; gone. Thankfully they left us with plenty of  stuff to manage till he gets&lt;br /&gt;out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm glad things are  going well at home, It's so funny being so far away.&lt;br /&gt; When the team left  today we carried about 10 big bags of trash to a burn&lt;br /&gt; pile. About 50  kids from the village came and tried to open the bags. They&lt;br /&gt; wanted to  desperately to have the trash inside. Even the bags themselves&lt;br /&gt; are  valuable to them. We told them not to touch them and if anyone stole&lt;br /&gt; something that none of them would get anything until he was caught. Sure &lt;br /&gt; enough one boy grabbed something and ran. All these little boys&lt;br /&gt; dragged him back and we made him go home empty handed. The team stayed in &lt;br /&gt; a few big military tents, and we had the boys take them down and put  them&lt;br /&gt; away, then we let them sift through the trash for tin containers  and&lt;br /&gt; plastic bags. Things like that really are treasure for them because  they&lt;br /&gt; are so useful and rare. Then we burned the rest. They were so  thankful to&lt;br /&gt; have our trash, and they worked for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We  are bricking a house here, that will eventually be a guest house. We&lt;br /&gt; usually have 10 boys who come and help move bricks just so that they can &lt;br /&gt; have a ride on the back of a car or in one. It's humbling to think that &lt;br /&gt; people would work all day just do hop on the back of a  truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gabe and I are getting along well and we both have  finicky stomachs! Will&lt;br /&gt; you tell Moultrie to check his Email, and make  sure he is keeping the file&lt;br /&gt; size low. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love and  Miss you,&lt;br /&gt; Mills&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-7377158572991058781?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7377158572991058781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=7377158572991058781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7377158572991058781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7377158572991058781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-worte-to-his-grandmother-on-july.html' title='Mills worte to his Grandmother on July 10, 2007......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-2407670399754239303</id><published>2007-07-11T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T14:30:01.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 10, 2007.......</title><content type='html'>Hey Dad,&lt;br /&gt;We just ate lunch with Aubi, he is one of the main guys at the radio station and  is from Chiconono. He is pretty influential and wealthy compared to everyone  else. We went to ask him a question and he invited us for lunch. We kinda had to  eat with him even though we had already eaten. It was awesome, we ate ground up  corn that was made into these patties. It was almost like grits that have sat  out for like 30 minutes. Then we had this soupy bean mixture and something like  cabbage all in the same&lt;br /&gt;bowl. They eat with their hands, and it is kind  laughed at if you use a fork. Aubi asked if I wanted one and everyone laughed.  It was good though, a good experience and all. We are going to eat with him and  his family twice a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's funny the women are the hard workers in  this culture. They go out into the field and gather the maize and other crops. A  lot of the men can be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I got Emily Clay's email that was  encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'll be praying about November. Gabreil and I are planning  a road trip. We are going to bungee jump Vic Falls in Zimbabwe and then work our  way back down the coast till Capetown. When we leave here we are going to  hitch-hike to Maputo (look how far it is on a map, 2800 k's)!!! Then we will  probably work our way down across the border to Johannesburg and on to Cape  Town. Then when we get to Gabe's car we will head for Vic Falls.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those  verses are encourging, I had to really look deep into the passages which was  good. Especially with those ones the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love you, Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-2407670399754239303?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/2407670399754239303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=2407670399754239303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2407670399754239303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/2407670399754239303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-10-2007.html' title='Mills wrote on July 10, 2007.......'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-625318605669464806</id><published>2007-07-09T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:34:11.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills writes on July 8, 2007.........</title><content type='html'>Dear Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is in response to your email, I am writing in on Sunday Morning here, so  you may receive it Sunday night there, but who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds great  about the email and the Blog, I won't be able to check it unless I can find  internet in Lichinga.  I'll make sure you know what emails to post. I'll try and  give an update every week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and explain the email  to the best of my knowledge.  We use radio frequnecy to transmit a binary  version of the email we type. So I type an email, our modem converts it to  binary, and we bounce a radio signal off the Stratosphere into a very small  diameter of an area in South Africa. They then email it to you. The speed is  very slow, and the radio we use is basically a glorified CB radio like the one  in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pass the email along to all the guys. Make sure they  know not to include any pictures or links or anything. They need to keep the  size low. Only text. Also tell them to put my name in the Subject because there  are like 6 people who use the address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the Team from Fish Hoek left,  but there is a team from Stellenboche University in SA. They are Africans  speaking, and all white. It is really interesting. The language is a lot like  German, but a lot of people in and around Cape Town speak it. Most of them speak  pretty good English though. They will leave on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabe is mainly  facilitating the Radio guys that are from Chiconono. He is teaching them to use  the computers and all. I am going to try and help Theo, another missionary that  lives next door to us, with the building projects. He is in charge of that.  Weather is cold and windy, but it is winter here. We went to Lake Malawi the  other day, only 60 kilometers away but it took 2 and a half hours. The water was  cold to me, but to everyone else it was so warm. We snorkeled a little, and  slept on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is good, lots of vegetables and bread. Chicken  is a treat. I eat a good bit of cereal but it is kinda expensive. I can get a  piece of bread for 2 meticas, and a box of cereal for 175. The exchange rate is  about 26-28 meticas to the dollar. I would love a nice burrito right now. We  don't get any cheese, but we have fresh milk everyday. Also our chickens lay  eggs everyday, and we have fresh strawberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the  encouragement dad! Tell everyone I said hey and that I am missing them. I sent  mom an email This morning (Sunday here) about a package.  I haven't been feeling  very well, I ate a nut last night in some pudding(cake) the Stellenboche team  gave us. I ended up being fine after some Benedryl.  Mainly I have been tired, so if you'd be praying for  that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you and I appreciate the emails!&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-625318605669464806?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/625318605669464806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=625318605669464806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/625318605669464806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/625318605669464806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-writes-on-july-8-2007.html' title='Mills writes on July 8, 2007.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-549775088220754164</id><published>2007-07-07T17:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T17:11:10.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emily Clay wrote on July 3, 2007........</title><content type='html'>Dear Mills,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How very special to read these amazing details of all that  God is showing&lt;br /&gt;you on this trip. These kind of emails just light my heart up  in prayer for&lt;br /&gt;you, so know your time spent writing them is a wonderful  encouragement to&lt;br /&gt;pray and to be excited to know how much God loves His  creation that He would&lt;br /&gt;send you half way around the world that He might be  known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless your ever living heart for being sold out for Christ at such  a young&lt;br /&gt;age. It is challenging to me to see how  you have chosen to live your  life.&lt;br /&gt;GO FOR IT MILLS! You are an awesome witness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just read  through Proverbs and am awestruck as to how the Lord wants&lt;br /&gt;us to seek WISDOM.  Am praying that for you as well as your other requests. I&lt;br /&gt;suggest reading  through Proverbs as you seek His wisdom. And remember to&lt;br /&gt;also seek Him on  exactly how we are to fear Him. I am doing the same. Such&lt;br /&gt;safety AND wisdom  in fearing God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1.. Psalm 111:10&lt;br /&gt;  The fear of the LORD is the  beginning of wisdom; all who follow his&lt;br /&gt;precepts have good understanding. To  him belongs eternal praise.&lt;br /&gt;  Psalm 111:9-10 (in Context) Psalm 111 (Whole  Chapter)&lt;br /&gt;  2.. Proverbs 1:7&lt;br /&gt;  The fear of the LORD is the beginning of  knowledge, but fools despise&lt;br /&gt;wisdom and discipline.&lt;br /&gt;  Proverbs 1:6-8 (in  Context) Proverbs 1 (Whole Chapter)&lt;br /&gt;  3.. Proverbs 9:10&lt;br /&gt;  "The fear of the  LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and knowledge of the&lt;br /&gt;Holy One is  understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Also....&lt;br /&gt;  1.. But the eyes of the LORD are on those who  fear him, on those whose&lt;br /&gt;hope is in his unfailing love,&lt;br /&gt;  Psalm 33:17-19  (in Context) Psalm 33 (Whole Chapter)&lt;br /&gt;  2.. Psalm 34:7&lt;br /&gt;  The angel of the  LORD encamps around those who fear him, and he delivers&lt;br /&gt;them.&lt;br /&gt;  Psalm  34:6-8 (in Context)&lt;br /&gt;Travel with angels, dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In His Precious  Grip,&lt;br /&gt;Emily Clay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-549775088220754164?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/549775088220754164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=549775088220754164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/549775088220754164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/549775088220754164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/emily-clay-wrote-on-july-3-2007.html' title='Emily Clay wrote on July 3, 2007........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-237602208598595896</id><published>2007-07-07T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T11:04:35.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 7, 2007.........</title><content type='html'>Haha we have had an interesting past couple of days for sure. I just wanted to  tell you that ya'lls emails are so encouraging and really uplift Gabriel and I  daily. The reminds of home you bring really do warm my heart.  The team is just  about to leave. Ha they just came in from talking to Theo, one of the  missionaries who lives next door. They need to leave in 15 minutes to make it in  time to catch a ferry across the Zambeze River. If they don't leave here in 15  minutes then they will be a day late.&lt;br /&gt;Things are pretty hectic, but God is  good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The subject of the message refers to two things.&lt;br /&gt;Soreness:  They were a group of students here from Stellenbosch University in Cape Town. It  is an Africans University. SA has 11 national Languages and Africans is one of  them. It sounds so much like German. Ya'll should look into the different  languages it is so interesting. Almost all Africans folks speak English though.  There were like 15 girls and 5 guys on the trip and we just played Rugby with  them. Rugby is so big here it is ridiculous. We played 5 on 5 and Gabriel and I  were the most athletic&lt;br /&gt;on our team, which is awful. Gabe is recovering from  Malaria, and I'm not in great shape. Needless to say we got destroyed. No one  got hurt so Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bearings: We brought up a trailer that the  church owned which was a bit old, but carried all of our stuff, plus a lot of  extra fuel. We had 2 blowouts on the way up and had to repair a busted bearing.  We worked on it today and tried to replace the bearing, but couldn't find  another one to match. They are leaving the trailer and the car is stuffed. We  worked all afternoon and took apart a all of the trailers in Chiconono. They are  having to leave the trailer here because its shot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up finishing  this email Saturday morning. The team left last night in a great hurry, and  kinda left some stuff. Nothing too important. Gabe and I were hoping we could  pick up a phone or something. I am having to wrap this up quickly because Theo's  wife is going to send our email while we are out and about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love  ya'll a lot, and look forwar dot hearing how things are going. Did you send out  the email to the contacts? How is everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-237602208598595896?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/237602208598595896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=237602208598595896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/237602208598595896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/237602208598595896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-7-2007.html' title='Mills wrote on July 7, 2007.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954096354638710892.post-7148141945667563731</id><published>2007-07-03T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T17:17:38.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mills wrote on July 2, 2007.........</title><content type='html'>From Chiconono with Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I am in Chiconono now after a long few days of traveling.  We left the Church at 7 am on Thursday, and drove through the night to  Johannesburg to pick someone up and then kept going till we reached the border  of Mozambique. We picked up Gabriel in Maputo, the capital, and then were on our  way. After driving all that day we found a nice place to stay for really cheap;  this opportunity to rest was well needed and it was just nice to lay down. We  had 8 people in a "combi" or mini-van, and needless&lt;br /&gt;to say, it was cramped.  We drove all day the next day up into Mozambique working our way to the Zambezie  river where we had to ferry across. After short delays we made it across and  onto Macuba. (I think that is spelled right?) Late Sunday night early Monday  morning around 1 we thought we were rolling into Lichinga, the major town  nearest to Chiconono (2 and a half hours). Once we got there we realized it  wasn't Lichinga and that we were in fact 6 or so hours away. We pressed on and  made it to Lichinga&lt;br /&gt;this morning (Monday). Then we had a 2 and a half hour  drive to the particular village, Chiconono. The roads in Mozambique are awful.  Pot holes plagued our tires, and we had two blowout on our trailer, and a  roadside repair on a shot trailer bearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this being said...  God  has shown me parts of Mozambique that no one sees. I have an understanding about  how many people live in absolute poverty and are happy! This people are lost in  there sin so much that they can't see their right from their left. God is  working my heart into loving these people and the arduous journey we took was  only a way for me to grow closer to these people. Most people would fly into  Lichinga after many other connections and miss the entire countryside.  God is  so&lt;br /&gt;evident here; whether it be in the joyful face of a young child, or the  change of an expression on an old man after a friendly thumbs up. God's creation  screams out to him here, and nothing gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel, the South  Africa guy I'm going to be living with here and I have already become so close.  The Lord has blessed us with such similar spirits in so many ways.  Other than  the fact that we are both stubborn, we both love working with engines and our  hands, hiking, anything crazy like bungee jumping (which we plan to do in SA)  ect. God was so awesome as to knit our hearts so closely before we even met and  to give us the personalities that can live together and glorify him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd  love your prayers on,&lt;br /&gt;Language barrier- Gabe and I are going to spend 2 hours  each morning working on learning Portuguese and a little Yao. People here are  blown away when you can simply say hello. If we make an effort to learn their  language they understand we have something important to tell them.&lt;br /&gt;Safety- as  work on the project here we could really use the Lord's hedge of  protection.&lt;br /&gt;Health- Gabriel and I both eat a lot, and he has already made the  change from a meat filled diet to one of vegetables, fruits, breads, local food  and stuff we grow ect.&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom- I just want the Lord to really teach me a lot,  pray that he would give me wisdom on the issues Gabriel and I will be confronted  with, and be able to discern what is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I had to send this in a  hurry so that the stratosphere would be right to bounce our radio signal. I can  explain later. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;for freedom,&lt;br /&gt;Mills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954096354638710892-7148141945667563731?l=millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/feeds/7148141945667563731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2954096354638710892&amp;postID=7148141945667563731' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7148141945667563731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954096354638710892/posts/default/7148141945667563731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millsmissionafrica.blogspot.com/2007/07/mills-wrote-on-july-2-2007.html' title='Mills wrote on July 2, 2007.........'/><author><name>Mills' African Blog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01341630931658200348</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
