Yesterday, I think, I found my apartment; who knows I may not have understood everything. On the sidewalks around the city "real estate agents" post advertisements of houses and appartments for rent or for sale on wooden boards. Usually, when you look at the sign, someone down the street or close by will come and help you. Saturday, I had a rendez-vous with an agent and saw an apartment that met all my qualifications --- safe, good location, roof access, friendly environment, a place nearby to run, and etc. I didn't take pictures, but if I get it I'll post some. The place is very basic. It has running water and electricity, but no stove or refrigerator, cabinets or drawers, nor, closets or bathroom mirrors. The front of the apartment has an open atrium that gives you an outside patio feel for your entry. All that to say, it will need some small additions to make it work long term, but it is typical for here.
Today, I was reminded that it was a step of faith for me to come here and that it will continue to be a journey of faith. I worshipped at an evangelical church nearby where I am staying, and was reminded of the many ways that God has already been at work in Africa through the centuries. Most of the people at the church were from other parts of Africa, but there were at least a few nationals. Why God has brought me here? And, how will I be used? I'll just have to wait and see. For now it is to learn from my African brothers and sisters. One of the verses read today was Matthew 9:37-38, "Then he said to his disciples, "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field." In this season of my life it means being in West Africa.
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