Today, we feel the pinch. We have to literally put in the hours for accreditation at ERSU (seminary preaching class) and get things rolling at KRBC (workshop for existing pastors with little training). We struggled with options because a “short break” for Bill and me turned into a half-a-day just to meet the people we were trying to see. Do we dare risk that late in the day for Fritz and me, or will we find ourselves asking for a bed in a village we have never seen in a language we don’t speak?
Ooh, nostalgia!
I am transported to the Liberian bush and the missionary trek to regions unknown. I loved those days and I feel the adrenaline – I’m ready to spend the day at the seminary and find my way to Postad in Vishnevye. (No wonder my wife gets a bit nervous about me when I travel without her wise tempering compliment that is the gift of God’s design for marriage).
ITEM Ride-Along 