We made it to Cote d’Ivoire at the beginning of April.
The first month of Africa was a doozy. It took us for a ride that we weren’t prepared for and we came out stronger and ready for the next 2 months.
Ghana was next on the list. We made an overnight bus trip to our location, arrived really early in the morning, slept off our sleepiness and spent the next couple of days adjusting to our new teams and letting go of our old ones.
We got on another overnight bus headed for our ministry site for the month. Apparently we arrived a day earlier than they expected, so we slept off that sleepiness on the front steps of the church until they took us off in their vans to our guest house for the next month (which turned in to a month and a half). We had another all squad month ahead.
We were all super excited about our ministry and the church we were working with. There were a few kinks here and there, but that’s how life is right?
We were being taken to different neighborhoods all over the little town of Sunyani to invite the people to church and ask them about their relationship with Jesus.
Honestly, at first I felt so intimidate. I had just learned how to be open with this random group of people I was traveling the world with and now they wanted me to tell strangers about Jesus.
After about the first day or two I felt alive! How could I have gone so long without doing this? Telling people about Jesus was so fun and I always enjoyed getting to listen to them tell us about what they believed and what was going on in their lives.
But as only the world could have planned I had bad days. I wouldn’t want to talk to a soul. I didn’t even want to get on the van to go to yet another neighborhood to tell another person, who could barely understand me, about Jesus..
But God is good and he can refill us in only ways he knows how. Yeah, it was hot. The vans were late. The food was the same. There was no alone time to be found anywhere. There were people that annoyed me (as I’m sure I annoyed a few as well).
Somehow we all made it. We did ministry (sometimes unwillingly), saw people accept Jesus, were able to refill other people and just flat out love ‘em. Cause sometimes that’s all we need. A little bit of love and a whole lot of Jesus.
We’ve almost made it out of Africa and are about to head to Europe to tell even more people about Jesus. Although I sometimes despise Africa, I know God had a lot to teach me there that he couldn’t have taught me anywhere else.
AND there were a lot of people there that just needed a little bit of love.
