Glimpses of our Life in Ghana

   I opened our back door and was greeted with cool, refreshing night air. I stepped out to shake the table cloth free of crumbs from supper and drew a deep breath. Drying leaves scented the fall air and I wanted somehow to bottle it. To soak it in! To hold on to it and pull it out next year when we are living in Ghana and I am homesick. A quiet evening fishing.    I find myself doing that many times these days. Trying to soak up my surroundings like a sponge. So I can squeeze them out and look them over some day in the future; when I am far away from everything familiar. We had revival meetings this past week and we soaked up the teaching and came away revived. But as I sat in the midst of our church family, part of me wanted to weep because I know I will be leaving it soon. And I know just how far Africa is from Pennsylvania.    There is one thing that comforts me though. Even though we will be far from friends and family, God will be just as close as He always has been. W

Africa! I had dreamed of it since I was a teenager. Like all teens, I knew what I wanted in life. About the time I turned 18 I decided I would wait till I was 21, go to nursing school and then do mission work in Africa. There is something romantic about Africa. Poor, sick children. Hot desert sun. Exotic animals. Wild colors. Yes, it was what I wanted! To help people in that culture would be an adventure! But...  Life happened, just before my 19th birthday I started dating and Africa got set on the back burner. Fast forward about ten years. We were attending a church where several of the members were involved in a new mission. Palm Ministries. In Ghana, Africa. Of course it caught my attention. But life was busy, we had a lot going on. But we couldn't deny the tug every time they announced the need for someone to serve. Through a series of events and conversations, we were asked to move to Ghana. Kenny would teach mechanics at New Hope School. We couldn't help being excited!