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Tera Outreach Trip



This past weekend, we took a group of Sahel students up to Tera for an outreach trip. We stayed in the church property of the Bethel church. This property is across the street from the home of a Christian family who let us use the property and who also let us use their latrines. The girls camped in this tent. John and I forgot the poles for our tent, but at least we had cots, so we slept under the stars. The boys slept at the private school property that this family owns and operates.


The first night they kids just sang together and we had devotions together. We went to bed fairly early knowing we had a big day ahead of us the next day.

We spent Saturday morning in Doumba helping put a new roof on their church. The roof beams had been eaten by termites and had collapsed in the rainy season. John had already purchased new beams of a more termite-resistant type of log and the believers had the logs in place and new mats attached. It was up to the kids to mix this dirt and water and make mud. Oh yeah! Fun! It was sort of a cross between making mud pies and mud wrestling.

It was hard work, moving all that mud around. It sucked them right down in and each time they pulled a leg up, it was like moving an extra 20 pounds. They got it done, though, and then they had to transfer the mud from the pit up to the roof and then spread the mud over the roof. When the mud is dry, they'll cover it with thick black plastic and then coat it with mud again.

We were all pretty tired when we got back to Tera. We had lunch and then everybody stretched out...apparently our cots were the choice place to rest. Here we have at least six kids on two cots.

In the afternoon we had a kids' club. I'm not sure how many came, but they all listened well. We did the story of Abraham and Isaac. I told the story and the teens acted it out. On Sunday we told the story of the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world. There was a man who came in and at first I was a little uneasy. But he was answering questions and totally getting in to the story. Then he wanted a picture and he sat and colored a picture. I think he was maybe mentally retarded or something, but I'm glad he enjoyed himself!

On Saturday night we showed the Jesus film in an open area. It was past midnight before we got everything put away and got to bed. We just dropped into bed exhausted!

The next day we went to two different church services. I didn't get any pictures of the film or of church. All of our meals were cooked by two ladies in Tera, but we had KP duty...rather a simple arrangement, but it worked.

It was a great weekend! It's always good to see old friends again, to be able to encourage the believers, but at the same time it is discouraging to see how much still needs to be done there. Don't stop praying!

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I have still been following every post of your (by rss feed) and continue to note the similarities between our countries. Started up the blog again too. Stop by when you get a chance. How is your son doing?
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