Nose to the Grind

Well, only about two weeks left and every day it is more and more real that I am about to leave.

two weeks is hardly anything, and I am scrambling to maximize my time.

The natural tendency is for my mind to wander back home to my friends and family. Truth be told, I am getting tired---I'm not tired of Africa or the people, or anything in specific. Each day is a struggle to keep the joy, and stay filled with the gospel. And if I don't stay filled up, then I don't display Christ quite as well.

The other day I began to feel a sense of urgency and panic because of the little time I have left. Somehow I feel that if I don't do something in the next two weeks to make the people here trust in Jesus, then they never will. I often forget that God is the one who changes people and that I am unable to do anything on my own. It is hard for me to trust that God is going to send someone after me to continue sharing Christ. Please pray that I will continue to trust God to take care of the work that will be left when we leave.

Babocar gave back the French Bible we gave him when he went back to Dakar. I don't think he opened it--- I was able to share the gospel with him, but he was not very resonsive. This was very discouraging because I really thought things would be a little different, and we had invested so much time with him.

SO, I gave Babocar's bible to Mbay Ndiaye, one of the Chief's sons. He was glad to have it.

The other day he gave Mark and I some neclaces that the made.

Ma Mbay gave me a sling shot too. It is pretty neat, but I am not a very good aim compared to the Africans.

I got sick again last week. This one was the worst of them all. Feeling bad is horrible, but it makes feeling good sooooo much better. Hopefully I am done with the sickness instead of "Down With the Sickness".

Please Keep praying. Thanks for your posts. See y'all in a few weeks.