We awoke to a heavy rain this morning. The month of September is usually our wettest month before the rains start tapering off in October. Our plans were to visit the small congregation at Kulkpanga this morning. We knew the rain would slow things down or cause us to change our plans altogether because they have no building: they meet in one of the member’s courtyard. Around 8:30 Kandie and I took off into the town to see if we could find someone that had some aggregate (gravel) to use for a job at Kulkpeni. Half way into town we met Timothy on his motorcycle wearing a raincoat; I motioned to him we would go back to the house. The rain had started to slowdown so we decided to leave for Kulkpanga ; is in the bush northeast of town.
It wasn’t a surprise to find James, one of the few men at the congregation to still be in his house and unprepared for us. James’ wife was selling rice to some of the villagers in their compound under their veranda. I told them not to hurry because we understood the rain had changed their morning routine.
While we waited in the pickup Kandie and Timothy were looking at a quilting book . Timothy was so amazed at the variety of quilts.
We met under James’ veranda for worship. He asked us if that would be ok due to the drizzling rain and we told him that was fine with us. I taught a very simple lesson about the “seven Christian graces” from 2 Peter 1:5-8. There were a total of 24 present for worship; most were children. For gifts we took a soccer ball and some of the crocheted hats for the member’s children and the rest were to be given out to the village children. We are going to check in Tamale for some Bibles in the Dagboni language for this congregation.
The chief of the village happened to be close to the house so I walked over to him and greeted him with some kola. The chief knew Kandie’s dad from years ago. He was pleased to see us. This village is made up of people from the Dagomba tribe like Iddrisu and Nazo.
As we were preparing to leave Kandie’s eye was caught by a small brood of baby ducks foraging around the houses for bugs. They were probably only a few days old but they were sooo cute to watch. The mature ducks are a white domesticated breed that has a longer tail than our American breeds and they do not quack. The people eat ducks but the favorite bird to eat is the Guinea Fowl.
Later this afternoon after we had eaten and rested I prepared some lumber to take out to Kulkpeni tonight for Dauda, the mason to use on a job tomorrow . Red borrowed the pickup to bring two metal doors he had finished to replace the two doors the termites had eaten in one of the quest houses .
Well, that is about it for today. Hope you had a good Lord ’s Day and may God bless!
In His service,
Stephen and Kandie Taylor
