Breath of God

   Breathe on me, breath of God
   Fill me with life anew,
That I may love what Thou dost love,
   And do what Thou wouldst do.

   Breathe on me, breath of God,
   Until my heart is pure:
Until with Thee I have one will
   To do and to endure.

   Breathe on me, breath of God,
   Till I am wholly Thine,
Until this earthly part of me
   Glows with Thy Fire Divine.

   Breathe on me, breath of God,
   So shall I never die,
But live with Thee the perfect life
   Of Thine eternity,

by Edwin Hatch  1835-1889

Note:  As we are nearing the midpoint of our stay here, I marvel at how God is working in our lives through this African experience.  African life is so different from America, and often it still feels like walking in a dream.  It is a great dream.  The people are great, so welcoming, so down to earth (usually, except for their fascination with loud speakers).  And the Lord has blessed us with an eleven year old Tanzanian girl, Keri, living with us for the remainder of our stay here.  Her parents were returning to St. Phillips's Theological School after their break and wanted her to stay in this area until she completed her school term this December.  The Lord is blessing us abundantly.  We are grateful.