I was out by 6 AM for my jog this morning—trotting as they call it here in Africa. As I went through Agrec, I was passed by a young man and we shared a greeting, but around the corner I passed him on the downhill. With my long legs I am much better at downhills. In fact, I’ve always liked downhill better, right Sue? I got 6300 steps before cool down and felt only very slight heart pain at the top of the Apres hill which I am sure climbs steadily for about a kilometer. God is Good.
As we prepared for church, Eunice, seven, wanted to come with us, and Georgina, who keeps house on the weekends, assured us that it was alright even though we were headed to a different church from Pastor Turkson. We thought Georgina would go to his church and explain. When we got home it seems he had been looking for her. I seem to have a knack for getting into small small trouble with Pastor. Fortunately I know about apology and asking forgiveness. God is Good.
Here’s another little “God story”:
Last year while jogging a lady who was carrying water in a bowl on her head to supply blockmakers, asked if she could come to our house to do laundry in exchange for learning English. We paid her to do the laundry and taught English only by talking and visiting with her. She became a good friend. Marlayne is especially fond of her. She was living with her sister in Wamase, but moved back to her village about 60 KM. away sometime after we had left Ghana. She doesn’t own a cell phone and we would have little chance of finding her upon our return this year.
Friday after our arrival, I traveled by bus to Kumasi to meet Pastor Frank Osei and arrange accommodations for our stay. After we had come to this house and met Pastor Turkson, Frank seemed to want me to NOT stay there right away as it was dinnertime and since Pastor Turkson was going out. I complied saying that I had friends in Agrec that I wanted to visit. What I had in mind was to visit my friend David at “King David’s” fast food kiosk, and buy some rice and chicken!! (A good meal for 1.5 GHC) God is Good.
Wouldn’t you know I turned up the wrong street and his kiosk wasn’t there? So I stopped to ask a vendor where to find his kiosk, and was he still in business? While we talked, a delighted squeal preceded Elizabeth’s arms encircling me. Marlayne and I couldn’t figure out why I had to take the time and bear the expense of traveling to Kumasi just to meet Pastor Turkson in his house where we had stayed last year when Pastor was in the UK. And this was the very Friday that Elizabeth had returned to Kumasi and was walking from Wamase to her aunt’s house in Patasi.
And she happened to pass by THAT corner where I had stopped, my being there on a day trip from Accra walking around Agrec looking for King David. God IS indeed Good.
God has shown His love to us by restoring a relationship separated only by time and geography. I am soooo glad to be a Christ’s one!!
P.S. We stopped at King David’s along the way and got some rice and chicken and then walked to her cousin’s house to sit and eat and visit. God is Good.
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