We enjoyed a flurry of wonderful and hard work the last two days.  We apologize for being slow to update the blog. Late into the night we assembled all of the audio – energetic choirs, new health information from a local Birifor clinic worker, and messages from the pastors.

We recorded the clinician providing heath information for more than an hour.  The track on Hepatitus was almost 19 minutes long.  The Birifor will have important practical health information along with praise music and Bible stories.  The recordings will show on their cell phone with this spiffy embedded MP3 album cover I created.

Curious about the prevention and treatment of Malaria in the Birifor language? Here you are :-)

Each night, the cold shower rinsed off the salt and grime of the day. Often, we were too exhausted to stay up and edit photos.  But here is a quick catch up with photos….

We realized that a more traditional shirt with a more neutral color would be needed to video record Paster Emmanuel in one of the Birifor villages. So I suggested a temporary shirt swap. The pastor was a little stunned at the idea, but eventually agreed, and I stripped off my shirt and we swapped. Some of you might recognize my blue batik shirt. Beth made it clear, however, that yellow was not my color.

Clement and Cyrus, who are now calling themselves “C & C Productions” :-) moved Paster Emanuel into position and a prayer for the Birifor people was recorded. Before we return home, we hope to train C&C on some video editing, so they can produce a final version.

While C&C did their work practicing, Beth and I walked around the village and made friends.

At Golden Hour, we walked through the village and took some photos of daily life in the Ghanaian country side. At this time of year, food is abundant — watermelon, tomatoes, corn, and other fresh vegetables and fruit are are cultivated in the fields surrounding each family compound.

At the end of the walk, it was time to once again swap shirts. As I pulled off the yellow T-shirt, I noticed the Ghanaians wide eyes and curious smiles staring at my pale white chest. No, my muscular frame did not draw their eye, but it was my attractive chest scar from 2017. I explained how my new artificial heart valve worked, and together we thanked the Lord for the additional time I had been given, and that as brothers and sisters in Christ, we are siblings. Borrowing clothes is just what siblings do.