Power
was off yesterday and today so I had to shave in cold water and take a
cold 'African bath' this morning before going to Kayole to teach. It
rained hard last night so when I got to Kayole it was a sea of mud and
piled up garbage. As I was walking the half mile or so to where the
class was, through the mud and garbage along the side of the road, being
splashed by the matatu as it went by, I was almost feeling sorry for
myself. But I wasn't because I was thinking of the men who were to
receive the truth of God's Word. As I was walking along I came upon a
stunning sight. A man was crawling on hands and knees through mud and
garbage using flip flops on his hands because his leg was lame. I
thought to myself - wow, that really puts it into perspective doesn't
it.
