Well it's been quite a bitter sweet week. There has been cause for celebration as well as cause for mourning. I'll start with the bad and we can just get it out of the way.
We have been trying to meet with one of our members, Brother Botchey, all week long but he's been unavailable. We finally tracked him down on Saturday. We came to find out that his son had passed away on Tuesday. Brother Botchey took it pretty hard. He's 82 years old and is having to bury a son. He told us how it should be the other way around. He's the sweetest man alive and it was so hard to see him in so much pain. Fortunately he has a great knowledge of the gospel so he'll be alright.
As for the good. Our baptisms went through. It poured like crazy Saturday morning and we, the missionaries, almost didn't make it to the chapel for the baptism. Yet despite the rain, and Ghanaians hate going out when it rains, our candidates and their family and friends all were there. So, Dzifa and Milady were able to be baptized by their husband and father, Brother Commey. Thus a family was completed in the Church and a year from now they will be sealed together. If that isn't cause for joy then I don't know what is. We also got everything ready and arranged for the baptism of Sarah. She is the best friend of Lawrencia, a recent convert, and has been learning with us for a few weeks now. She is excited not only to be baptized, but to serve a mission as well.
Today, Wallin and I had the opportunity to visit and say goodbye to the people we know in Buduburam. It's been a very long time since either of us has been there. We both felt mixed emotions as we walked the streets of camp and said goodbye to those we love. I can't believe this day has finally come that I have to leave these people behind. I will be back again though. Ghana is a part of me now and my second home. Anyways, that's about it for my week. Hope you all had a great week too.