where to begin?
I could reminisce about the meeting when Lauren shared a holy dream...I could write out all of Clare's incredibly profound statements that would move you to tears. I could describe the time Jordan Sutton was buying a book at Barnes & Noble and pulled out a wallet with the words "MY SISTER IS IN SLAVERY" scrawled across the top, and how it led to a 45-minute discussion with the cashier about his siblings, in Ghana, whom he'd never met, but that he wanted to be reminded of every time he spent money.
I could share about the knock on our door late one morning. It was one of our high schoolers, about 45 minutes after that week’s meeting had ended, offering all the money he’d made working last summer. “For the girls,” he said.
But suffice to say…God is good. We heard “No” so many times this week, from so many people. But the Lord said “YES” and here we are…in a beautiful yellow house with bamboo bunk beds and little girls dancing in the courtyard as Davi Mercy and Auntie Helen fry yams for supper and tease them from the kitchen window.
|We visited a village on one of the lake's many islands...where we met God's Way.|
|This picture just makes my heart happy.|
|The first time we met Dina, Lucky, Sarah, and Gloria was the morning we brought them home. They were standing on the side of the road holding little bags. How precious are those faces?|
|Gloria fell asleep almost immediately:)|
|Davi Mercy got breakfast for all of the girls. Porridge and bananas and bread. Lucky was thrilled.|
|They were so excited that they barely sat down for the entire 4-hour ride from Yeji to Kumasi. There was constant giggling and shrieking.|
|With Davi Mercy and Papa Bernard. These girls, they are SO loved.|