So, I was in Gushegu this week. My heart was sooooo not there. I had to drag my feet to get out and talk with people. One day it rained the whole day so I was happy to sit in the house and listen to my recordings and review past dialogues. But the other days, phewwwww pure force. Pure grit of teeth. Pure fighting against the flesh of laziness. And then that lovely bicycle...ooooo how my butt does not like it! It seems it takes time to get used to it and by the time I do I head back to Tamale! I head back to Gushegu on Wednesday and am not looking forward to getting back on it. But it is much better than walking, so I will try to be thankful for it :)
I had to come back for our team meeting on Saturday, which always is encouraging. There are many of us in language learning so we all can be miserable together, I mean, we can all encourage each other!! Ha Ha! I am now the only missionary from the West (Europe or America). Everyone else is from other countries. I am the minority! I love how other parts of the world are taking up the call of God and serving Him in his kingdom! WooHoo!
That is about it for the week. Still fighting the flesh. Still living in discontent, even though I know God is so good. I know He is faithful. I know He gives me everything I need for the day. I know, I know, I know...but I think I am too passive to care right now. I am worn out by language. I still do not see the end of the tunnel and I am wondering how I can keep going. I want to be faithful, I do. But maybe I need to be real too. Maybe I am just one of those people...(I hear my Auntie Ruby yelling at me right now)
Anyways, I will press on. Keep praying. Love you. Thanks so much!