I know I have mentioned it before, but do you remember that it is raining in Liberia? Here is visual confirmation from our journey to church this morning in the pouring rain.
When we got to the church and parked as close as we could, we realized that the path we had to walk to get in the building was at least ankle-deep in water.
I wore sandals, so other than water-sanitation issues, that was not a big problem. Gaylord, on the other hand (or foot in this case), wore dress shoes and socks. What was he to do besides roll up his trouser legs, take off his socks and shoes, and wade into the building? That is exactly what he did!
One of the ushers was gracious and brought him a towel to dry his feet before putting his socks and shoes back on. The people were impressed that the missionaries would go to this length to minister to their church. I guess they don’t know us that well yet, but they are learning.
Here are some random photos of sights seen from the inside doorway of the church.
We had a great service and enjoyed a delicious lunch of fish and rice with Pastor Amos and his wife, Agnes.
Several of you from Texas have asked us to send some rain your way. This is the best I could do.
