I apologize for not being faithful to my blog writing. The internet is not as easy to access here, I don't know why I thought it would be! And the children are my first priority. When concieving the idea of the blog, I imagined I would be writing it at night, however, sleep overtakes me here as it has never done before.
Well, that is enough of that. Let me talk about Africa! You know, when we first arrived, Paula and I were tired, frustrated with our journey, and just generally down. You wouldn't believe the reception we received from the children. Song and dance so uplifting and happy, not a soul alive could have resisted a joyous smile breaking through the gloom. But it was Sister Stan and her prayer for us that made all the difference to me. She gave thanks to God for our journey, for the waiting and frustration. She praised God for allowing us to have the experience of not having everything work out easily. That in His wisdom, God was permitting us to begin missionary work even before we got to Africa. And I have to say, it lifted me right up, and I felt spiritually loved, when before I felt forgotten.
I have never seen such amazingly beautiful, yet completely devistating in my life. The children here are so beautiful! Each time I try to upload pictures, the internet freezes and I cannot go on, but, I will post some as soon as I can. These children break my heart, and yet they are so loving and welcoming. When I awake in the morning and leave my room, they flock to me, "Good Morning, Auntie Sarah, " they chime, with hugs and huge smiles. But one child, Gabriel, asks every day, "Are you going home today?" He is so young, and yet he knows these visits of missionaries are short. I tell him I am going to stay and play with him today, but I know the day is coming all to soon when I will have to tell him yes, I am leaving. My heart is already breaking for that day.
Ghana is a beautiful country, and I cannot wait to share more with you about it. Let me just say now that everyone is so welcoming and wonderfully nice here. Paula and I stand out, as you can imagine, but people are always smiling with a welcoming word. Beautiful! The funniest is when we go to the market (oh boy...another story) and the children there run up and see if they can wipe the white stuff off of our arms!! :-)
I can hear that I am needed, so I must go. I can hear the children starting a rukus! I must go and help Paula. Also, there is a beheaded goat we just killed (!) that I a going to help de-fir. My oh my, certainly not in Kansas any more.
Until tomorrow, I hope! May the Lord our God bless you and keep you and your families safe from harm. With love from Africa, Sarah
