Intense

The word intense is the only way I can describe what we experienced today at the yam market. It is called that because the yam trucks deliver there and the yams are sold there. It is a refuge camp of 23,000 people. The children mobbed us as we distributed uniforms, pencils, and pens. They hollered and screamed in excitement at the prospect of being able to go to school. They are undiciplined and needy. They are the poorest of the poor. Words cannot describe the sounds, smells, and sights of that place. Flys are on the food, garbage is everywhere, people live in abject poverty. The streets are dirty and littered with filth and what I will call sewer water for lack of a better way of describing it, ran everywhere. The children had no qualms about walking right in it. Everyone wanted to be 'snapped'-have theire picture taken. And of course, they then wanted to see themselves. These are people without hope. Handivangelism is working to change that with their ministry to the children. I need to work this out more in my mind before I can share more.
The morning started with worship at Haaco Center. Still Baptist, but when the congregation sang in their native tongue and style, with the drums and the hand clapping, I was engulfed. I loved it dear friends. Sometimes I am too Charismatic in my worhip if such a thing is possible.
Dinner was at Echoing Hills another partner with Handivangelism. It was delicious. Beth stayed at the house to guard against tomotoe allergy problems...incase they used the same spoon in one thing and then in another during preparation.
We have decided to try to go to sleep earlier tonight as we leave early tomorrow for a trip to the coast. It will be a long day, but a sightseeing excursion. We will see the coast, a slave fort museum, and go on a canopy bridge.....I will try to get pictures of that!
Then Tuesday, and the flight home. we leave Accra at 11 pm, but have to be at the airport by 8 pm. I am looking forward to coming home, but not to the airpoane ride that will bring me there.
I am trusting that the same God that brought me to Ghana will bring me home.