Webcast, Not Last Night

Samaritan's Purse webcast was "live" at 11:30 P.M. in Liberia, at a much more decent hour in the U.S. but you wouldn't  believe how many of us were up then to TRY to watch it.  Our college president was going to be interviewed, and we'd get to see the SP description of last week's rededication of this campus.  But it wasn't to be here.  Maybe some of you saw it and can tell us what it was like.  The internet had been unsettled earlier in the evening as I talked with Barry, so it doesn't surprise me that it happened.

Last Tuesday as preparations were being made for the Dedication
that would take place the next day  (taken as Peggy
and I went for a walk in this beautiful world)

First time I'd seen goats grazing as we took our walk that day.

This morning we had Small Group with faculty and students that took the place of chapel.  We're going through Steve Fry's book  I Am, The Unveiling of God.
Here's a couple of lines from that book that stood out to me.
"It is when we face our seasons of discontent that we discover what rules us."....."if the only way we can be content is to get answers, then are we not being rules by knowledge?"

Oh, there's more I might quote in another post.  I was in a pondering mood as I began this pilgrimage, and I see myself returning to that state of mind .  I may even keep this blog going a few weeks after I get home as I de-brief, process the journey back into the world that was and is to be.  Boy, are these two worlds different!  ......... and yet the same.





Ruth, a 53 year old 3rd year student, is coming to lunch today.  I have baked a chicken.  Jamaima is preparing WHITE rice (something I personally have eaten very little of if I have had a choice.)  I've had BROWN rice instead, but I figure my guest will like the white variety.  We have fresh avocados that I put a little garlic powder and Italian dressing on.  Different?  yes, to us, but I'm learning contentment, which is the chapter we focused on this morning.  I hope Ruth will tell me "her story".  We've talked a little about it before so she knows that is why we're having lunch.  I imagine that she has a rich story to tell.  I hope I can do it justice, and that each of you reading this will also benefit from hearing a godly Liberian woman tell her story.