Glimpses of our Life in Ghana

Thanksgiving.  All my life there are two things that that day meant. Turkey and Grandma's house.    The turkey wasn't just about eating. It was about the week before the holiday. The catching, butchering, and selling. As a child it involved butchering all day Monday, bagging Tuesday morning, and selling till late Wednesday. The business has grown and now it involves four days of butchering and bagging, and two full days of selling. It's an intense week. Long hours on our feet. Tedious pulling of pin feathers. Hot water in the scalder. Freezing water in the chill tubs. Blood, feathers, and I will refrain from naming the rest. It's a week of give and take. Working together. Joking. Laughing ourselves sick after being up way too long. Making priceless memories. The family is all involved and then we hire extra help for the actual butchering. Many of them come back every year to help, mainly because we are so entertaining!  We do an average of 800 turkeys, some for...

                              Trust. Its such an elusive thing. Every time I think I know what it means I realize it goes deeper then I thought. Life has been teaching me to trust but right now I am being faced with a decision that is asking me to trust farther then I have before. Last night I read the devotional in Beside the Still Waters and was blown away to realize that it was talking about the very thing I was struggling with. Here is my paraphrase to what it said.     Peter and James were fishing all night. They let their nets down in faith and drew them up empty. As they were washing out their nets in the morning a man asked them to push out from the land a bit with him in their boat so he could teach the people on the shore. When he was done speaking, he said to them, cast your nets in the water. They weren’t too sure about this man. They were the fishermen. Who did He think He was te...