reflections

It is Sunday, and we are about to go and worship together on the beach. The water is beautiful here. There are great big waves perfect for surfing. I am living in an apartment about a five minute walk from the ocean. The small streets are covered with sand and cars that attempt to drive down them often get stuck. The past week we had orientation and learned about their language and their culture. One night we invited African drummers to the roof of our building and discovered again that white people can't dance. They tried to teach us, but we looked more like we were doing aerobics.

Monday our ministries begin, and mine will be primarily teaching English to children and teenagers. The other half of our team will leave today for the village where they will do medical work. Please pray that as we split up for a few weeks that our hearts will still be one.

When I get frustrated that the farthest point that I can get in a conversation now is "What is your name?" I am comforted by this hopeful promise, "For the Earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the Lord, as the waters cover the sea." Hab 2:14

I am very encouraged by your prayers for us.