Work up in Brussels - on to Dakar then finally on to Freetown. After 48 hours we rested, ended the longest day of the year.
From waking up in Indianapolis on Thursday to tucking ourselves in bed on Friday night in Freetown it had been almost 48 hours. The full moon reflecting on the bay, crossing from the airport at Lungi to Freetown reminded us we are at Summer solistie . It had indeed been the longest day of the year.
In our morning devotional I shared from Deitrick Bonhoffer "whatever this day may bring Thy name be praised". May this blessing be true for our mission. Marti
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