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A Little Humility
I am the type of person who thrives on order and routine; in other words, change doesn’t come easily to me. Every evening, after washing the the day’s worth of dishes, I spread an extra large white linen towel on which to place the rinsed dishes so they can air...
Revealed by Fire
…when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee. (Isaiah 43:2b) February 3, 2017 The Trial: And now … it’s quiet. How I hate the sound of the bush fires. The 20 foot elephant grass stocks, all the life’s water sucked...
Market Day Fun!
Date of original journal entry: Monday, January 23, 2012 The open markets can actually be a lot of fun after one learns how to play the game! For Westerners new to the scene, the open markets can be a bit daunting. The jostling and the commotion,...
Call To Prayer
Date of original journal entry: Sunday, January 8, 2017 Sunset minarets at a large mosque in Kono Devout Muslim man and his wife listening to the public preaching of the Gospel of Jesus Christ Our village of Baomahun boasts three mosques,...
One Banana
Prologue: It is so good to be writing again! It’s been nearly a year since my last post and I’m happy to be back online and writing to you, my friends. After my last entry we lost our access to internet. Then, as most of you likely know, I returned...
Trouble Shooting
The next time you make the casual statement, “I’m going to run the dishwasher,” please think of me. I too have a dishwasher but she won’t run. Oh sure, she might slug or poke or plod but she emphatically will not run! Because of this irksome behavior, I’m constantly struggling...
“Distractions”
While I was back in the States, a very common question was, “What is a typical day for you in Sierra Leone?” I would just smile and my answer was always the same: “There is no ‘typical’ but the one thing we can count on is that nothing will go...
Home Again
Date of original journal entry: Saturday, May 7, 2016 Yesterday afternoon, home again in Sierra Leone, I sat on my very own veranda, resting from the work of organizing and cleaning the house and unpacking my five 50-pound bags. A stream of visitors had been drifting in and out delightfully...
