They will rebuild the ancient ruins.....

I'm getting more forgetful as I get older. And I forgot to mention in yesterday's blog that I was writing it after having been awake, apart from a cat nap on the plane and an hour grabbed in the early evening, for 36 hours. I was more comatose than tired. I hope it made at least some sense. I eventually turned the light out at about 12.30am knowing that I had to be up at 6.30am for there to be enough time for a quick bite of breakfast.


You know the story. A man is walking along a beech when he sees a young boy surrounded by hundreds of stranded starfish that have been washed up by the tide.  He picks one up and throws it into the waves.  "Why are you doing that?" asks the man, "It won't make any difference."  The boy stoops and picks up another and, tossing it into the sea, replies "It will to that one."

The Day of Rest - Bitter Sweet

Sierra Leone, Day 5 (Sunday).
We had a day of rest on beautiful Tokeh Beach. It was also Tom's birthday, the founder and Director of Street Child. It was a chance to say "goodbye" to friends we have made along the way and share something of our faith with those who were very curious! 


Sierra Leone, Day 3
Today we headed to one of the worst affected towns by Ebola, called Lunsar. I met three families who had all been affected by Ebola, quarantined, lost their care giver and provider and are now grieving and rebuilding their lives; in many cases in a new part of town due to stigma. 


Sierra Leone, Day 2. 
We visited Bumbuna, a beautiful rural village at the end of an hour of bumpy mud track and through a very deep river in the Land Cruiser.  It is amazing to travel into the middle of nowhere to discover a street child school serving the community. 


In New Testament Greek 'coming' and 'going' are the same word - erkomae. Which was very apt, for when I was studying Greek that's a bit like how I felt. I didn't know if I get the picture. And today has been a bit like that.