Kaase Bible Study

This past week has marked another step. Over the past year and a half the work has been centred around two Bible study locations. This last week the Lord added to that number. Some of the people that attend our large Sunday morning meetings, live quit a distance from our Thursday night studies and cannot attend. For this reason they have been requesting a study in their area. I kept telling them that after they where able to have a few visitors start to attend on a regular basis, we would consider starting a new study.

This last week that time came. The new study is located in a shanty town called Kaase. It was such a blessing to start these meetings. Bismark, Peter, and Abigail were able to attend. (They all attend on Sundays). Also there were three other adult ladies in attendance, some teenagers, and a few children. The little zinc roofing sheet structure that we used was pretty full for the first week. (It also made a deafening sound when it rained, but the Lord allowed it to stop before the preaching started).

It is more rural than some of our other Bible studies. Most of the people there could not read. It is a heavy responsibility when a preacher understands that the people are trusting every word he is saying. They do not have any ability to read for themselves or study. It adds a lot of pressure. He needs to study hard and make sure that the message is a clear presentation of Bible truth.

Our hope is to visit through all of these homes and invite people. We are quiet hopeful. The homes do not have any water or electricity. This makes some things easier, since most people are open to attending. There is not much else to do but work or sleep.

After the meeting Nat (one of the young men that has offered to help) told Andrew that it really helped him to attend the meeting. He told Andrew that until he went to shanty town he did not know that he had so much to be thankful for!!!

Here are a few photos-



Here are a few photos that I took Friday while visiting in the Kaase Shanty Village. The first is of some local broom straws that people in Ghana us to sweep. They are drying. After drying they will be separated and formed into smaller brooms. The second is one of the shanty. The third is a picture of two Guinea Fowls that we show on our way back to Nat's house.

Fun before our Bible Study

Well I can finally say that I have arrived as a missionary in the minds of all the people that support us. Yes, most people that support African missionary imagine us daily fording rivers filled with crocodiles, marching through elephant grass and fighting lions, as we go out to preach the gospel, all while we single-handedly have spiritual duals with witch doctors. Though I do not fit these Western mindset of a missionary I think that I have finally filled one requirement. I have killed a snake!

Yes, this last Thursday night I had the privilege of killing my first snake. I would like to tell you that as Andrew and I where walking to visit a green mamba jumped out of a tree in front of us, and tried to bite us, and I like Indiana Jones, pulled out my machete (that people think every missionary wares on his/her back) and cut off it head with one blow, but sadly this is not what happened.

After visit some of our people and reminding them about the night meeting, Andrew and I saw a taxi driver that had stopped his car and was running to look at something. The driver was trying to kill a green mamba, that was crossing the road. (Africans do not have the same regard to preserve species as most environmentalist would like them to, here they have a simple rule: when a person sees a snake, they do not stop and ask if it is endangered, they know it will be deadly nine times out of ten, so they grab the first stone available and kills it, then finds out what it was afterwards). So knowing my social duty, I did my part, I grabbed a big rock and crushed it's head.

Over all it was a new experience. After killing the thing with the stone, all the Ghanaians around gave us pats on the back, and we got to go to the people already gathered, and rehearse our story. The wives where not as happy to hear about the presences of the snake as the men, but overall we had a chance to puff our chests and tell our warriors story!