Thank you, Dear Pastor

May 28th, 2009

Talk about giving us his very best— the chief of the village where we stayed in Upper Lofa County, who is our Pastor Nanning’s brother, gave Gary and me his room to stay in for as long as we needed!  He and his lovely wife shared another room with their children.  Gary and I felt loved.

Most mornings we woke up to the singing of women in chorus as they pounded their rice in sync, beautiful music to my ears.  Then the sparkly voice of a teenage mother would resound as her charming face popped into our open window.  In her dialect (I deciphered what she meant by her gestures) she would ask, “Do you have any clothes I could wash for you?”  Gary and I felt so loved.

Minutes later our pastor himself would knock on the door, “Gary, let’s take our exercise and go for a morning walk.”  Later each morning Pastor Nanning’s sister would bring us some breakfast, cooked over an outside open fire.  We really felt loved. 

Thank you dear Pastor Nanning, for taking Gary and me to your village and to your people.  What a beautiful memory we shall forever have of your family’s love and generosity.