Stephen & Laura Holt | Sierra Leone, West Africa

Letters To My Friends

Market Day Fun!

“Hey! You need this?” came the voice of another woman eager to sell something to the white lady … “No thank you,” Was my polite answer as I left the market with smoked fish and potato greens …

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Call To Prayer

Doth not wisdom cry … ? I was so moved to prayer by this stark contrast of light versus dark, understanding versus gross ignorance — willful ignorance, a choosing on the part of the sons of man to remain in their darkness. 

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One Banana

“Where did you get a banana?” I exclaimed with all the energy I could muster.   “Oh, there’s a bunch of them for you out on the veranda table,” was his casual reply.  I told him I had been wanting just one.

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Trouble Shooting

The next time you make the casual statement, “I’m going to run the dishwasher,” please think of me. To help me out a little I’ve found it useful to have a guide for trouble shooting the dishwasher. This gives me simple definitions to some common problems.

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“Distractions”

With a few tears, I was able to give thanks for the lesson and then peacefully return to my day which, like so many, was completely falling apart but I went about to make the best of it. More of my own wretchedness being revealed and it’s not a pretty sight.

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Home Again

The reason, the purpose, all bound up and sweetly expressed in two-year-old simplicity: Church. Jesus.

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See You Again

Often we cut ourselves off from the richness of our language by our lack of this understanding; we limit our depth of expression. On the other hand, my host culture in Sierra Leone, the Mende tribe, has taught me that sometimes simplicity in expression can be just as rich.

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The Accepted Time

Walking home with my hard-won treasure, I found myself wondering if Stephen would likewise find precious hidden treasure today, fruit in its season and ripe unto harvest.

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What does the Bible say about . . . ?

One poor woman became quite concerned about the fact that although she does not drink herself she does sell alcoholic beverages. But with her budding understanding she asked if that was wrong. I did not even need to answer . . .

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Absolute Surrender

After 18 months of separation, as I pack and prepare for my upcoming return to Sierra Leone, I know I can face the future with confidence. The lasting lessons and nearness brought about by this long trial, I would not change for anything different.

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