Nairobi and Harare
Rainy Day in Addis

Harare Report

I have been here one week and the people continue to amaze me. I have attached a picture below of a typical supermarket scene. There is very little food there. If it wasn't for the black markets, there would be no markets at all. Whenever any society fixes prices and interferes with the free market process, an alternative or black market emerges. I saw the same thing in Cuba and Afghanistan when I was there -- not much food on the shelves but anything you wanted "under the counter." But there are severe shortages here, so not everything can be bought on the street.

There is virtually no meat, paper products or sugar available anywhere. It is spring here, so there aren't many vegetables. I am not starving, so please don't misunderstand. I am well taken care of and don't mind missing a meal or two. i am far from malnourished. I really don't know, however, how people outside of the major cities are making it, because I hear they have nothing available anywhere.

Yet the people carry on their lives. They smile, worship, sing, but the tension is thick. Someone said that anti-depressant drugs are at an all time high here. I would certainly understand why. And of course, there is abundant evidence that God takes care of His people and provides in miraculous ways.

The house where I am staying hasn't had too many power cuts, which has been nice. You certainly don't take electricity for granted here, or running water for that matter. I am here until Sunday when I depart for Israel and Jordan along with 26 other pilgrims. Then I will be back here in Zimbabwe before I return home on September 27.

Empty Shelves


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