Sunday, February 15, 2009

More from Sunday at Namdu


Prayer time is a big part of the worship in the village churches. They all pray out loud and at the same time. It took a bit of adjustment for this honky from Alabama, but it is their way and I know that God has no problem hearing all of them and understanding. He knows their hearts. The young man in the white shirt on the left is their worship leader who keeps things moving along. The shorter man standing in the middle in front of the chalk board is Pastor Daniel. The young girl in yellow is leading the singing which was accoppella. There is no electricity, no fans, no lights, just people worshiping God. After the service we presented them with the clothing and left pastor Daniel in charge of distribution. Then we had them gather for a group picture. Pray for these simple people and their needs and pray that their hearts will be on fire to evangelize their family members and friends, and those in the surrounding villages.

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Visit to Namdu Village to preach and share the Gospel in Bible story form


This Sunday Lansah, Joseph and I went to a small village called Namdu. It was my first visit there, but Joseph had been there and thought it might be a place for us to work. The village has four other villages surrounding it a short walk away. The church there meets in a school building because they don't have a meeting place of their own. They have been given land and they have a dream of building a meeting place so that people from their village and the surrounding ones will have a place to worship together. The congregation is small, most don't speak English. Their pastor is named Daniel. We took clothing to them today, because they are poor and some of the people in the village are dressed in little more than rags. We got there for Sunday School which rapidly became an "ask the white preacher what this means session." They had some really good questions and God was good and gave me the answers. Many of their questions fit right in with the message God had given me, Surprise? I shouldn't be. I used the ST4T story Creation to the Church and then tied it together with the story of the trial of Jesus before Pilot, asking the question, that Pilot asked, "What shall I do with Jesus?" There is only one answer that is acceptable. Surrender.

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Monday, February 9, 2009

Construction in Duunyin Village


During the dry season when no farming is done the men work together to build new homes and repair old ones. This group is installing a grass roof on a new building. They have been building these huts the same way for hundreds of years using mud blocks from the local soil and grass from the fields. The block walls are plastered inside and out with a cement made from dried cow dung and mud. I hardens into a water proof surface. These walls will last a long time if the plaster is renewed from time to time. The grass is formed into long matts held together with rope platted from strips of tree bark. These matts are rolled up, positioned on the roof frame and unrolled to cover the roof in layers that are water proof for about 5 years. There is a strong sense of community and family in the villages, and they share the work and what they have with each other.

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Village scenes from Duunyin


This is the home compound of Abraham and his family. Pictured are Abraham, his sister and his daughters and their children. These people live a simple life with very little in the way of material possessions.

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Duunyin Village School


Here are some shots of the students and their classrooms

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Duunyin Village Elementary School


We went with Emelia, from Anfaani Children's Home to Duunyin Village to visit the elementary school there. Duunyin Village was the birth place of the first baby to come to Anfaani. There are 180 students and six teachers in this small school. Duunyin Village is a Dagomba village, and the people are very poor. It is located 12 K South of Tamale. The children and the teachers were excited and pleased to see us. The headmaster is a man named James.

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More from Anfaani Children's Home




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