Our journey into the forest — Greetings from Daloa
In West Africa, every day is so full of obstacles and uncertainty. Every time we receive another blessing or are protected from danger, I feel like jumping for joy. On July 27 we drove interior to Daloa. The highway from Abidjan to Yamoussoukro is smooth with very little potholes and plenty of room to pass. […]
Free to worship but not able to speak
Since my last post we’ve gotten out into the city more. We went to church at Bethel Temple in Bessikoi on Sunday, which is the church my parents have been working with to grow, reach the lost in this neighborhood and train young people for the church’s future. It was a time of celebration and […]
Scary plane rides and Senegalese food … just week one
PHOTO: The sidewalk of our house in Cocody looking towards the back yard. I started this blog to document my experience here as any aspiring journalist would feel the need to. But I’ve struggled the past couple months deciding what my purpose for writing here should be. This is not the first time someone has […]
