Bugs, Breakfast, Breaks

I’ve been busy: teaching, preaching, preparing, eating.

I’m speaking in chapel today on assurance of salvation. Sunday, I’m continuing the series on Colossians – 3:1-4. The text preaches on its own, I just have to get out of the way. In class we are studying the four Gospels and Acts. Part of the discussions deal with connecting preaching units with previous preaching units and the ones that follow. Just like a chain. Hard work. Essential.

Bugs are bugs, but the ones here are a bit different than the California critters – see below. Additionally, African chickens, according to my local chicken whisperer are smaller. I’m not sure about that, but I think they are feistier. One of the “girls” found a small piece of styrofoam. The others chased her for two days for the “prize”. Sounds like us and our styrofoam-ish gods.

Remember the iron? Ever wonder how they change the settings? Linen, cotton, wool? Liberians are industriously amazing!

This guy was actually quite a monster. A good half inch. I kept my distance. Photography has its risks.

It’s amazing what comes out of the kitchen. I don’t know how they do it, but I enjoy every moment.