Ghana Mission Fund

It was drizzling this morning when we walked down to the coffee/sweet/sandwich shop for our breakfast. Steve looked at the weather channel and saw that a huge rain storm was sitting right on the top of Accra. We knew that… Continue Reading →

We made it to Accra. It always feels like a great feat to leave Yendi behind and to get to Accra. It means that we have successfully closed up the mission house, paid all the bills, left enough food and… Continue Reading →

I don’t know what was happening with the electricity last night but it seemed like every hour or so it would blink off for a minute or two; just long enough to wake us up; one time it was off… Continue Reading →

One of Mr. Iddrisu’s days off was today but he came to the mission house anyway so he could work on his cassava field. We noticed that he had planted corn in the cassava mounds. The American Indians did something… Continue Reading →

We only have 2 more days left in Yendi so we were rushing around like chickens with our heads cut off today! We got a bunch of things marked off “the list”!  Steve went to town first thing this morning… Continue Reading →

We enlisted Amama, Zorash and Meri this morning to help us fill the food bags for Skeeter. We had to fill 100 bags. Skeeter gets a bag every day, and sometimes 2 if Mr. Iddrisu and Donkey feel like he… Continue Reading →

Zorash and I left Steve and Meri alone mid-way through the morning because we needed to go to town. As you know, the delivery truck could not find formula this week for us so we have been hunting and gathering…. Continue Reading →

Zorash told us that the nutritional officer came to the Child Center yesterday; she is a very nice lady and is very concerned about the severely malnourished children. She had to come to the Center because her cell phone had… Continue Reading →

Poor Steve has been working on the audit for the books for the Child Center. Some of the receipts he had a hard time with because I was the one that wrote them and even, I was confused. It would… Continue Reading →

Timothy Niligrini called this morning around 8:30 telling me that he was on his way to the compound. He said it took him a while to get his motorcycle to “spark” (start). When he arrived Kandie and I were ready… Continue Reading →