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Missy and I both got A’s on our third language test, although her score was one point higher than mine. I am thankful that we are able to process the information and retain what we have been taught, but there is a big difference in sitting in a room and having time to think, verses the speed of light (feels that way) conversations in the real world. We are progressing well, but we have a lot of work to do. Please keep praying for us, it means the world to us.

We got a wonderful care package from the ladies auxiliary of Unity MBC in Ada Oklahoma. Getting a box of goodies and some practical items is always uplifting. Thank you so much ladies.

 This week was our monthly school session for the Bible institute students. All the students but one were in attendance. We studied Church History taught by Brother Ernie Hopper. We are still using the recordings that some of our missionaries made several years ago and it is working well. I am starting to gel with the men a little more and feel comfortable giving them more pointed advice and instruction.

Saturday was a good day for Missy and me to hang out around the house and get a few projects done. We haven’t taken a lot of time to concentrate on making our house a home, but with Missy’s hard work and my small efforts to help here and there it is coming together.

 I also built a pulpit. I noticed that some of the churches don’t have one. They may not even really think they need one, but I really like to use a pulpit when I preach. So I made a very simple one for Gandini and I plan on doing the same thing for Bokole.

Sunday we went to Gandini and they had a good crowd. It was my forth time preaching my message from John 14 and I am starting to feel comfortable with it. In the main body of the message, I know exactly what I am saying and don’t need to hang on every word of my notes and can even add a little here and there. The problem is that I only have two more times and then I have to have something new.

One lady thought I had miraculously learned Swahili and approached me after church and took off like a rocket asking me something. I listened patiently and then said “sielewi” (I don’t understand). She was taken back, but maybe she will figure out later I had practiced the sermon a lot.

After church we went back into the village to eat and visit. Missy did great, after being sick with her stomach for three days, she dug right in. It really gives new meaning to praying for your food.

It was kind of awkward while we were waiting the hour and a half for the food to be done. We still struggle in conversation and this group talks a hundred miles an hour. So far no one has thought, “Hey if we slowed down they might understand us better.” So eventually it gets quite.

 The kids are always easy to play with even with a language barrier. They brought out a monkey they had caught. It was a baby. It really seemed to like me. Missy got some pictures of it with me and finally it climbed up on my shoulder and was going to start grooming me. Unfortunately it needed to potty and when it urinated down my left shoulder and arm the fun was over.