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Showing posts from April, 2008

A Yard Sale, A Power Surge, and a Good-bye

Last Saturday the junior class at Sahel Academy sponsored a huge yard sale. The class rented the tables and sold breakfast. Everybody who bought a table sold their junk. It was perfect for us because we had to get the stuff out of the container it was stored in because somebody who is going on home assignment needed to use it.. We rented six tables, had large pieces of furniture to sell that wouldn't fit in our house, and had 3 bookshelves full of books to sell. Thankfully we sold ALL of the furniture and most of the "junk"....well, treasures to other people. We sold a lot of the books, but unfortunately there are still a lot of them left. It was an exhausting day, moving all the stuff from the container to the sale, standing on our feet for hours, warding off over-zealous buyers, trying to drink enough in the heat to stay hydrated, etc. but we had a real sense of relief to be more or less finally done with the whole moving process!

When we got home from the sale w…

A Tribute to a Friend

Way back in 1981 when I joined SIM, I spent a month at SIM headquarters for orientation. We had a fun group, many of whom are still on the mission field and with whom I am still in touch.

One of our group was Jim Collins. Jim and I ended up in Nigeria at about the same time. He came to Miango, where I was teaching at an M.K. school, for Hausa Language School. There he met a fellow teacher, Laurie Berg. They married and served together in Nigeria for a number of years before moving to Bolivia. In Bolivia they adopted two children before moving to Texas and joining Tech Team. Laurie suffered for years with rheumatoid arthritis before complications after surgery took her life.

At that point, Jim returned to Nigeria. His two children were young adults on their own and he still had a heart to teach in Nigeria. A year ago, right after Easter, he was killed in Nigeria in a car accident.

Chad Winsor came by one night to help us hang pictures. Chad grew up in Miango where I served for four years.…

There's a Light at the End of the Tunnel

Our stuff in our front yard....kinda looks like a tunnel don't you think?

The moving seems endless. You know how kids like to try to hold their breath when they go through a tunnel? Well, it seems like we've been trying to hold our breath while going through this tunnel. But, we are finally nearing the end. We are starting to feel settled. I have time to do a blog instead of unpack more boxes!!

Just a brief review:

**Monday, March 24 we finish packing up and tearing down stuff in Tera.

**Tuesday, March 25 Chad Winsor and some others, as well as a moving truck, come to Tera to help us move to Niamey. Our house is not quite ready, so the stuff is unloaded onto the verandah. We continued to sleep at the house at Sahel.

**Wednesday, March 26 More work is being done on our house. I go to the office and catch up on emails while John does some stuff at home and takes a bit of a breather.

**Thursday, March 27 We go all out on getting stuff moved into our new house. Oh no! It&#…