It was still hard to force myself out of bed this morning. I had made arrangements with Timothy Niligrini yesterday afternoon to visit the church at Borido today and he was to be here at 9 am. Well, Timothy arrived and we still didn’t have ourselves ready due to the “jet lag fog” in my brain.
After purchasing Timothy some breakfast in town we headed northeast to the small village of Borido. When we arrived Brother Foster was pleasantly surprised to see us. Foster led us to the chief’s house but the chief had gone to the farm so we left the kola (money) with his son to give to him. After services the chief came to the building to thank us for the gift. Respect goes a long way no matter where you live!
Timothy did his usual great job of interpreting for me. I was asked to speak about how the Christian should live their lives. I used Philippians 4:8 as a segue into my lesson. Paul said to think about things that are good for the mind and body so I used examples of things that are not good like fornication, lying , etcetera.
I forgot to mention that I thought I had a bench saved back as a gift to give to the church so after I searched the buildings I found none. Kandie and I agreed that we would give the congregation the money so they could purchase a bench! They were grateful for all the gifts we brought to them.
During the question and answer period after services we learned there were 3 young men and one young lady requesting baptism. The Oti River is 9+ miles away. We had the pickup loaded full of people in the bed of the green pickup for the baptisms. Please keep these four new Christians in your prayers.
On our way back to the church building we stopped at a lady’s house that makes small and LARGE clay pots. This pottery craft is going to become a lost art because the few women who make pottery have died out or stopped making it. This Konkomba lady was more than happy to show us the simple tools she uses and Kandie has made an appointment to visit her in two weeks so she can video the potter as she makes some pots.
Kandie was eager to get back to the church building. She had seen an old funeral drum with a busted drum head at the chief’s house earlier and she wanted to know if the chief would sell it. The chief said she would have to ask his son who owned it. Well, the short version of the story is she now owns the drum and has left it with Brother Foster who will find a new cow’s skin and repair the drum head.
Tonight at Kulkpeni when I spoke I told the church members that everyone from the states sent their greetings. That made everyone very happy! Timothy also informed me after class that we were invited to preach at a burial for a church member at Nalongni tomorrow morning so off to the Lord’s work we will go.
Please keep us in your prayers.
In his service,
Stephen and Kandie Taylor
