The seminar is now a thing of the past. Everyone that attended had a good time. The final count was 395 registered guests with 32 congregations in attendance. We were so excited that 30 people were baptized! What a wonderful day! Marcus and I were at the mission house delivering a load of cook pots when Steve called to tell us there were going to be some baptisms. We were afraid we were going to miss the baptisms so I told Marcus to let me drive. I don’t mind dodging the pot holes that I can miss and hitting the rest! Every once in a while we would hit a patch of sand and the back end would do that little fish tail thing; we got there in time to see all the baptisms.
We took both the van and the truck this morning so we could carry people from Kulkpeni to their bus stops plus carry back all the things we took from the mission house. The ladies washed everything the best they could considering they had no hot water.
We had lots of rice and oil left over so we shared it with those that helped with the cooking. We had to buy another load of firewood; we had a lot left. We gave the firewood to Rita, Timothy’s wife. She was very happy to get it. Steve paid the man that we rented the canopies and chairs from to haul them to and from the seminar site; he also paid for his men to set up and take them down. That was probably the best money we spent.
We spent the afternoon trying to get everything ready for us to leave tomorrow. We cleaned out the refrigerator and gave away all the perishable food. We got the weaning mix ready for the Child Center. Zorash owed us 2 days of work so we asked her to come and work over today to make up for both days. She was a great help.
We had to take the green truck to the mechanic this afternoon because of the strange noise it started making yesterday. It was a belt or bearing or something to do with the air conditioner. Gomda called this afternoon and said that when he took off the air conditioner fan he found the remains of a rat. We knew something had died in there because it smelled terrible for a few days. We suspected it was a rodent because the passenger seat belt had been chewed on. When Timothy Niligrini smells something terrible he says, “I can hear the smell of it!” Well, we could “hear the smell of whatever died in the truck”!
This afternoon Marcus and Steve went to visit the Ya-Naa (the King of Dagbon); the second most important chief (king) in Ghana. When guests come to visit it is customary to take them to visit the chief.
We still have some packing to do so I will close for now. Please pray that we have a safe journey home.
In His Service,
Steve, Marcus and Kandie
