Swirling Dust and Buckets of Joy

After 24 hours of travel I arrived in Ouagadougou, went to sleep, and early the next morning was off in a van with some of the team on a 10 hour drive south to the Banfora region of Burkina Faso. I slept off some of my jet lag before arriving in Banfora where our team was received by one of the local pastor's wives at their home for the night. The next morning we drove the rest of the way to the village of Sobara which was home base for the next week. 

What did that week look like? It looked like hundreds of curious, beautiful children, puppets, dirt, lots of prayer, laughter and sweat. It looked like sleeping outside under stars brighter than I've ever seen. It looked like remote villages hearing the Gospel for the first time, children's hands raised in response. Like African dancing with dust swirling around ankles. Like bucketbaths and buckets of joy! It looked like the Kingdom of God meeting earth, bit by bit.