- A trip to Lusambo and Mbuji-Mayi for
Bible Teaching -.
We had never visited Lusambo from Kipushya Mission as it was
just too difficult to get to. It was situated on the large Sankaru River a
tributary of the Congo. During the Belgian days it had been the Capital for the
Kasai Province and a place where there was a considerable military presence.
The Belgians had been fighting off the influence of the Arab Slavers coming
from the East of Congo and their henchmen the Batatela lead by Nongo Lutete
from Ngandu. The Batatela came from the Forests to the North and East of
Lusambo. The Sankaru River was navigable all the way from the Congo river and
Leopoldville, the capital, many days down river.
Lusambo is just West of Lubefu |
We had planned a full weeks Bible studies with Missionary
Dave Garrard, Pastor Lubangi Eshiba the Leader for the East Kasai Work of the
EPCO ( No.30), and Esther and I.
Ronald and Shiela Monot had planted this church after an
Evangelistic outreach Ronald had held in the town. He had built a building and
installed a Pastor and leadership.
We flew from Kipushya Mission direct to Lusambo where there
was an airstrip on the banks of the Sankaru. The Cessna had us there on the ground
in about one hour and forty minutes. A trip by vehicle would have taken at
least two days of ten hours each day if the road was passable via Mbuji Mayi.
We parked the plane
and left some locals to guard it. Then we walked with our camp beds and picnic
basket and our clothes for a one weeks visit. The Bible studies went well. The
sleeping conditions were not so wonderful.
The pastor insisted that Esther and I sleep in his bed
because it had a wire mattress. Well, it was like sleeping on the side of Mt
Everest. The wire springs were so weak Esther was on one side of the mountain
and I was clinging to the other side so that we did not roll onto each other
all night.
The problem was that Lusambo was strung out along the narrow
flood plain of the river bank with high hills on each side of the river. Being
nearly on the equator it was very hot and humid without any breeze at all nor
any electricity. So it was a swelteringly hot place with no relief.
Outside our bedroom in the Pastor’s house was a near full
and overflowing pit - toilet so the window had to remain shut all night. Dave Garrard slept on an African Bamboo bed
but it was infested with bed bugs. Yoyo. Pastor Lubangi was very tired and
snored like a coal fired loco all night. Sleeping was not the best at Lusambo.
These are the thrills of missionary life in the Congo but it is better telt
than felt.
The final meal. The
Pastor had the ladies prepare a delicacy for the visitors before they left for
our next stop Mbuji-Mayi, the ‘Big City’. It was goats intestines wrapped
around meat and tied up in small tubes. Well Esther smelt it and said, “I’m not
eating that”. The brave men felt they must as it was our farewell meal.
Apparently the intestines had not been properly washed out and prepared.
We walked the 12 kilometres to the Airstrip, did the
pre-flight checks and then took-off. Soon after takeoff my stomach rumbled and I felt as if I need to
go quickly to the toilet. A Cessna 206 does not have this convenience. So I
held on and made it the 45 minutes to the New provincial Capital of Mbuji-Mayi.
(Pop.circa 600,000 inhabitants).
Now we had another
week at Mbuji-Mayi but they had built a brand new cement pit toilet and my didn’t
we need it. I didn’t feel well the first night but recovered to do a teachers’
salaries flight back to Kipushya the next day. Dave and Pastor Lubangi both
felt ill but they were teaching that first day. When I arrived back from my
flight to Kipushya I was greeted with,” You’ll be teaching all day tomorrow by
yourself as both Pastor Lubangi and Dave a desperately sick.” Esther was
smiling and ok. She hadn’t eaten any intestines.
Pastor Lubangi deteriorated so that eventually they gave him
opium to stop the stomach pains and treated him for dysentery.
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