Ok...so I haven't really blogged since march!!! I know... i couldn't believe it either! No..I did not have a heart attack after the proposal...lol...i just got sort of busy getting ready for Africa. Most of you know that I traveled to Ghana from May 28--June 10. The trip was phenomenal! I'm really not sure where to start. There are no words to describe what I saw or what I felt. But my life will never be the same.
Bishop Joshua (the pastor in Ghana) told me to keep silent for a while. He said that people return from the mission field and get angry with Americans. I completely understand this advice....but you know me..I can't keep my mouth shut for long. So I promise to just be careful. Besides...Pastor Joshua will never know. lol
I returned home from this long journey with a severe back ache....bad enough to send me to the chiropractor. Come to find out, my spine and neck are pretty shaken up. I will be in therapy for most of the summer. Dr. B also directed me to apply moist heat 2 times a day for 20 minutes. So I said...cool..I definitely have time to catch up on some blogging. So my plan is to tell a different story everyday while I'm chillin (or heatin...whatever) Blessing in disguise!!!
This is the TEAM!!! There were 10 of us total. (Big Auntie is not pictured...more about her later) 5 of us are Faith Teachers and we were definitely pumped! This is a picture at the Mobile Airport before leaving for the longest and most rewarding journey of our lives!
This is in the village of Dabaose.
I preached the Sunday morning service. It was challenging to use an interpretator. Even though the national language is English, it is not spoken by most people over the age of 30. Young adults and children speak English very well because of their schooling. Their education system demands English to be spoken. In many classrooms, there were signs posted: ENGLISH only!!!
About 6 or 7 languages are spoken in the country of Ghana. The most common language in the area of Takoradi is Fanti.
The people of Ghana called me "Sofu Mommy" which means "Wife of Pastor."
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Hey Terrie, I love you and I'm soooo glad that you got to experience the mission field. I can't imagine how you feel being home. After returning from Vietnam, I felt so displaced, and we were in one of the more "prosperous" parts of Vietnam. It made me see what a selfish person I am and how often I think of my own needs over others. I'm looking forward to hearing about Ghana, but very sorry that your back is out of whack.
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