Sunday, July 6, 2008

The Call

Hear the call
The knees drop down
The shouts cry out
No hope to be found
It makes everything
Okay to go on
Makes every word
A part of the song

One little girl
Told who she should be
She's growing up blind
Just trying to see
The words pierce deep
In the midst of night
She just wants one
who can hold her tight

Just one more step
maybe one more word
give a little more
maybe i'll get there
And they're crying out
but the pain inside
sticks to their souls
just trying to hide

Each day the same
as he walks the street
a can in hand
prays for something to eat
Learning empty words
an honor they say
but the blows come down
if he cant pay

A shining light
walking down the street
will it pass by
or maybe stop to greet
The wall stands tall
can they see around
with the light to guide
can the wall come down?

Just one more step
maybe one more word
give a little more
maybe i'll get there
And they're crying out
but the pain inside
sticks to their souls
just trying to hide

Not one more step
One different word
He gave it all
For them to get there





We said goodbye to our roommate this weekend. It will now be me and Khadija finishing up our last two weeks.

This last week has been so busy, giving goodbye gifts and saying goodbyes with Mariama M, visiting tons of friends, even went to a wedding (the nephew of our Leader friend who was marrying an American!! He was super honored that we came, don't worry, my roommate has an embarrassing video of me trying to dance Senegalese style in my African outfit at the wedding)

We solved some of the issues we had been having with the talibe, but it is still hard for us, so please continue to speak. We have just under two weeks left with our families, so speak for endurance, open doors, and opportunities to share with them. It breaks my heart to know I will again have to leave the family I love with no assurance of ever seeing their faces again, but we cling to the fact that, though we see few steps of progress now, we are catching only a glimpse of what He is doing. We continue to hold on to faith that, if we follow and obey, it will be for His glory in the end, no mater how trivial our work may seem now. Thank you for your speaking!! Yalla Baax na (He is good)





don't even worry, this lizard is about the size of my forearm, and they do run accross your feet, just like the little ones at home











Me and Khady, showing off the henna we got on our arms this week (she has a flower and I have Africa)













And me and Khadija before we devoured our entire baguette for breakfast one morning.

1 comment:

  1. Hey Kari,
    Thinking of you this am in st. Louis. I enjoy reading your blog, I pray for you to have continued strength as well as you friend to reach your family's hearts, maybe something you said or did will have an effect on the talibe after your gone. You have been with them too long for them to not be affected. The Holy spirit works in so many amazing ways,and can make it happen.
    Looking forward to seeing you in 2 1/2 weeks at Lake Lure. Hope you get my card before you leave. Ten days should be the end of this week,beginning of next!
    Love ya, Aunt April

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