in remembrance

a friend. a father. a son. a brother. a husband. a leader. a follower...now worshipping in the very presence of our Lord.

"I sat with him for hours
And listened to his voice
As he read stories about our Lord
I listened as he stumbled
But never did he grumble
He said the work was hard
But he was ready for the challenge

My prayer was for him
To read the Scriptures
In his own tongue
In his own time
For his people
So they could know the truth
And be set free

[he] Will never have to read
Another Word again
For he can hear them
Spoken from the very lips of God "

-parts of a poem by chelsea, a summer missionary

itch, itch, ahh

can you see it? that little devil, a caterpillar

as soon as i returned from tessaoua from my trip to senegal...i began itching. it was weird. but then i realized that i wasn't the only one itching. sarah was. my neighbors were. everyone was itching. i'm talking painful, burning, itching. nothing took away the itching.
















rumor has it that the source of the itching was the little caterpillar above. they were everywhere! supposedly if they touch you or if their hairs touch you - which were all in the air - you would itch. think it's funny? well, it wasn't!

there was one funny aspect though. the fulani added, "how are the catepillars?" to their greetings.
imagine: how's the family? how are the rains? how is work? and how are the catepillars?!!

my fulani friends were shocked that the caterpillars even touched us white folks...like we're immune or something!

















after about a week or two of itching, the caterpillars turned into annoying, little moths!
check them out on my wall below.

through my windshield

take a look through the eyes of anasara.
anasara essentially means white person.
in this case though, "anasara" is the name of my truck.

















in the middle of the bush. a dump truck sunk! yes, it's been raining!

















the donkey cart path to *T through fields of millet and groundnuts
















the main road out to SM. as you can see, we like hitting the mud puddles!