Thursday, July 8, 2010

Hitting the ground running!

July 7, 2010
The photos from Wednesday's activities were posted earlier -- here's a bit of what we did that day! (I am posting this to both blogs, Silver Lining and Waters Edge Ministries.)

After a night of trying to sleep off jet-lag, we feasted on a huge breakfast of rice water (mmm my favorite!), bread and jam, and fresh pineapple. Our group’s morning devotion included some tips about evangelizing from Christi, who works with Campus Crusade for Christ.

Our first stop was at the Tema dump. Something new I noticed was a thick brick wall, several feet high had been erected around parts of the dump; We were told that families were being “discouraged” from moving there with small children -- but there are many kids living there anyway. Christ Harvests the Nations had requested permission for us to visit with some of the residents prior to our arrival. However -- someone contacted the local police when they saw a busload of American obrunis wandering around. Within minutes of our arrival, we were visited by three officers, clad in blue/gray camoflage. Richard and Ben talked with them a few moments, explained the purposes of our visit and that we’d obtained permission to be there, and they eventually waved us on.

It does not take long for children to give in to their curiosity and begin following us. A small sackful of lollipops or “toffees” brought smiles to their faces. Zach and Sydney helped the kids tear open the packages so they could enjoy the sticky sweetness of the suckers. I think they made some friends for life!

We recognized one boy as a child we’d seen at Jerusalem Gates, and we asked him about his mother. He shortly brought her to speak with us, with another small child holding her hand and a baby on her back. She said her son had attended school, but lately money and transportation to and from the school had been a problem. It is families such as this that tug at the heart. The little boy wants to go to school -- but they lack the resources to make that entirely possible.

Soon the group of children had grown into a fair-sized team -- literally! They led us to a large open field and soon a rousing soccer match was in full play! Our girls Julia and Christi were OUTSTANDING!! Soon laughter filled the air as the kids and our team members ran up and down the field, kicking the ball, cheering for each other whenever goals were made or blocked.

Our time at the dump flew by fast -- we made our way back to the bus, followed by a handful of the children and some of the mothers. The team brought long, skinny balloons and much to the delight of the kids, they twisted them into animal shapes -- dogs, elephants, giraffes -- and gave them to the kids. Pastor John Cromer shared some cookies with kids before we all loaded back into the bus and waved goodbye.

It is sobering to see the vivid evidence of “needs vs. wants” and as we leave, each of us carry in our minds images of the life we’ve witnessed here. Amidst the smoke, the grayness, the ashes, the piles of refuse trucked in from across the city -- there are yet touches of God’s grace. The laughter of children fills the air; a mother’s face shows pride in her children; a colorful butterfly drifts through the air. And I am reminded of God’s promise to give us beauty for ashes.

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We drove to the home of Bishop James Godlly and his wife Mary. After lunch, we walked across the road to a local school, Manye Foundation. While David and Rev. James and I met with the headmaster to talk about educating some of the kids at the dump, our teammates spent some time in the classrooms, talking with the kids, sharing more balloon animals, and seeing what life in a Ghanaian school might be like. Joe soon had a couple of the classes shouting “GO GAMECOCKS!” and “WE WANT A TOUCHDOWN!” He drew a picture of an American football (as opposed to their “football“ -- which is a soccer ball) on the board for them!

The team spent some time in Community 25 with Emmanuel, evangelizing in the area. Sharing their testimonies, hearing other testimonies, helps us all to realize that we are all God‘s children no matter the circumstances of our birth, our color, our nationality, or our economic status.

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Big bowls of spaghetti, rice, meat sauce, steamed vegetables, and fresh mangos were on the table when we arrived back at the house. Delicious!!! We ate, freshened up a bit, then headed to church for the Wednesday night service.

Christ Harvests the Nations is growing and moving. When they began worshipping together, they met in a field in Tema. After much prayer, they were able to begin renting part of a building in Community 4, sharing it with a small clothing manufacturer. Eventually, they leased all of the building. From this home base, Bishop Godlly trained many pastors, and as a result there are several small churches throughout Ghana that have been established . Again, after much prayer, they acquired some land in Comm. 25 Tema, and are working on erecting their own permanent church building on that site.

Tonight’s service was held in the old Comm. 4 site, and I was glad to see many familiar faces among the worshippers there. We introduced our teammates and each of them gave a brief greeting before our own Pastor John Cromer brought the message. He reminded us that God’s love is freely available, freely given, and available to ALL -- and that while the Gift of Love is wonderful, the GIVER of that love is even better!
We ended the service singing praises -- what a glorious way to wind up our day!
Blessings from Anita & David and Ghana Team 2010!

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Ghana 2010 Day 03 evening / 04

I don't know if I can blog tomorrow.  The Dump today ripped my heart out as usual and we hooked up with a new school to sponsor kids with a better education and environment.  GOD is in it and a little is a LOT!

Potwabin w/Grace, & Elmina tomorrow!

Long day ahead, appreciate your prayers.  team is awesome bunch of folks.  John Cromer preached at church service tonight.  Great stuff!  He talked about a lot of things but when he mentioned Lepers, I could relate.
The people received the word through him as a blessing sent directly to them!

David Lee Waters Sr.

Ghana 2010 Day 03

Link to photos from today's trip to the Dump in Tema and to a new school we are partnering with Christ Harvest's the Nations Ministry CHNM  to sponsor kids and bolster their infrastructure, with private stalls in a bathroom facility and capture rain water to flush the toilets.

Should be 81 photos (give it time to upload all of them, internet is slow tonight)

http://picasaweb.google.com/weministry/Ghana_2010_Day03#

Headed to church service tonight and to Potwabin to see Grace and finish up on a purifier with a new pump tomorrow, as well as Elmina, a point of no return for slaves, on the Cape Coast of Ghana.


David Lee Waters Sr.

Ghana 2010 Day 02

Here is a link to photos from Day 2.

http://picasaweb.google.com/weministry/Ghana_2010_day02#

We arrived in Accra, where Richie, Chief Takyi, and Pastor Johnson met us at the airport. A Kente cloth that said "Welcome to Africa Mission 2010." was placed around each of our necks, like receiving a Lei in Hawaii, and we were greeted with a big hug and Akwaaba to Ghana from our hosts.

We got to the house which has welcome posters hanging and the staff their was full of smiles and hugs. The rooms had our names hanging on them and Ghanaian chocolate bars were on our pillows. So over the top of Richie to make it like that.

We took the team to the Tema market for a while. Experiencing the sights, sounds, smells, and tempo of the bustling market made for a great contrast in cultures! It's not quite Wal-Mart, that's for sure! Fresh produce, live chickens, salted/dried fish, slabs of beef, pork and goat.  Crates of eggs, spices, brightly colored fabrics, clothing, household items -- just about anything you can imagine -- arranged in tiny stalls separated by narrow alleyways. And the sounds!!! People talking in several different dialects, Ghanaian music playing, children laughing -- and the inevitable greetings extended to us as we walked along: "Obruni!! Obruni!!" "Are you from America?" "Welcome to Ghana!" "Akwaaba!"

Everyone is catching up on sleep this morning. Richie and I are meeting this morning about the schedule.... as if you can harness the wind.

I felt the Spirit on the way here, telling me NOT to place restrictions on it. I AM ALL FOR THAT!

Pray the Spirit of GOD has it's way with all of us!

Amen, so be it


*** Headed to the Dump today!

David Lee Waters Sr.

Ghana 2010 Day 01

Here is a photo link for Day one which was travel from USA to Ghana.

http://picasaweb.google.com/weministry/Ghana_2010_Day01#

Sunday, July 4, 2010

An Army of Ordinary People

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GOD chooses the least likely.  We have an "Army of Ordinary People," going to Ghana with us this year.


What an honor and a privilege to serve with them in the land of Akwaaba.  It will be exciting to see them embrace the land and people we love so much and see GOD in action in their lives.

Please keep us in prayer, for unity in Spirit and ultimately for GOD to be glorified in our thoughts, feelings and actions!

Thanks for following along and keeping us in your prayers.  We appreciate all of you so much and depend upon you for so much.

Blessings,

David Lee Waters Sr.

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Saturday, July 3, 2010

There... almost

Almost time to go, yet I'm already there.  I can taste the fufu with goat soup.  I can feel the fresh cold pineapple on my lips.  I can see the steam coming off of my rice watah' as I spread jam on my sweet bread in the morning.

I can see the orange dusty roads and feel their every bump on their long, winding journey to another village, a school, an orphanage up a mountain, down a hill....  I can smell the dump, with its smoke haze covered landscape where animals and humans alike, scavenge for the day's nutrition.

I can hear the children chanting in a school yard, louder and Louder, "o-bru-nee, O-bru-Nee, O-BRU-NEE," as they hop and skip about holding Mom-Anita's hands.  Smiles wide, joy in their heart they can not contain.  My heart leaps and flutters as I mist up and try to hold the camera still.

I can taste the unique dry chocolate that crumbles rather than melts.  I see Papayas, Mangoes, Tomatoes, peppers, Bananas, Avacados, Garlic, and ground grains of every sort as vendors hope I buy from them.

I can feel road side fire roasted corn warm my insides from teeth to tummy.  I can see masses of people carrying things for sale on their heads.  I can feel the energy rise from the hustle and bustle of the pathways through the market place.  I can feel the cool soothe of a Fanta Pineapple soda, over the teeth, on the back of the tongue, fizzing down my dry throat, at the end of a hot, humid, dusty day in the Tropics of West Africa.

I can hear the roar of the ocean drowning out children's giggles of fear and excitement as it's waves crash on the shore, where a skinny horse carries a rider through the stiff, salty breeze.

I can smell fish in the haze of smoke weighing heavily near the ground in a section of town near the port.

I can feel the embrace of friends and family; long lost hugs from those I've missed and thought and prayed about and longed for, for an eternal year.

I can see the stars more than ever before and watch them sparkle in sync with  the tree frogs conducting a symphony of nature that sings praises to it's creator as they celebrate with passion for love!

I can feel the drum beat as the African rhythm awakens in my soul, on a mountain top shanty with one bulb burning; bodies moving, voices raised, hands clapping.  I can let my heart sing every song it hears, worshiping the Lord in Spirit and Truth with exuberance rather than reserved tradition.

I can celebrate with dance as a village has clean drinking water for the first time.

I can revel in the beauty of Grace's smile, as GOD reveals the mystery of why we do what we do.

I am where GOD ripped my heart out and planted it...


in Ghana.


I am home.

I am there.... almost....


Always




* please follow along as we try to post here often and please consider joining us next year on this life transforming journey to GHANA.

David Lee Waters Sr.