Category Yendi Notes

Timothy found out there was a funeral at Jakpumba; the village we were planning on visiting today.  Usually when there is a funeral the church will have an early service because once the drumming and dancing starts no one can… Continue Reading →

Steve finally got the last duffle bag unpacked this afternoon.  This is from the luggage that we brought in when we came back to Ghana last Saturday.  After he unpacked the last piece I started repacking the suitcases for our… Continue Reading →

The evangelists and church leaders came in today for the monthly class.  Steve is still teaching about marriage, the home, and the responsibilities of those living in the home.  After they finish the home he will start talking about the… Continue Reading →

I had a hard time sleeping last night because I could not turn my brain off.  As soon as the alarm went off this morning I told Steve that I thought we should go ahead and write a couple letters… Continue Reading →

We have been having problems with the electricity at the Child Center again.  This seems to be an ongoing problem.  This morning Steve called Sayibu, the electrician; he said that he believed the problem was with the meter box.  His… Continue Reading →

The ladies that work for the Child Center were happy to see us when they came to work this morning.  The big mango tree in the front yard has lots of mangos.  As soon as the ladies got to work… Continue Reading →

We spent 80% of our day sitting at the computer!  Boring!  We were working on the annual tax returns for not only ourselves but for the employees, the Child Center and the church.  We had tons of documents to fill… Continue Reading →

At 9:30 this morning the van driver arrived for us to go to the airport. He had the van loaded so Kandie and I jumped in the van after counting the bags. Guess what? The van wouldn’t start! It wouldn’t… Continue Reading →

We are back in Ghana.  We left in a hurry when our precious sister-in-law Shelly Reynolds died!  Her death was such a shock to her family.  She was the wife of my (Kandie’s) brother Buz who died a few years… Continue Reading →

Guest Author: Jordan Taylor At 7:30, we awoke to what sounded like the jingle of an ice-cream truck that was loud and just would not stop, no matter how long we tried to sleep through it. Mom informed us that… Continue Reading →