Hi precious family and friends,
I would like to start off thanking each one of you who responded to my first email. You are so encouraging. It really makes my heart smile to hear from you... I am going to go ahead and apologize for not writing back to everyone. I will write back when I can, but I am limited in the amount of time I can spend on the internet. But THANK YOU!
I have been in Ghana for almost 2 weeks now, and I feel like I have already learned so much. I knew it would be life changing, but wow!The first several weeks that I am here I will be working with a short-term mission team made up of 6 college aged people. This will kind of serve as my initiation and my training. After they head back to the States, I will begin my assignment!The first 5 days that I have been here, I was at Haven of Hope Home (HHH), which is the children's home that I was originally going to live at. There are between 40 and 50 kids at the home, and each one has a story. Some of the stories are so heartbreaking, I can barely listen... The first time I met the children, I was walking up (before I had been introduced to any of them) and a small, frail boy comes running as fast as his little legs could carry him and he gave my legs the biggest bear hug they have ever received. He looked up at me with his big, sweet brown eyes and lifted his arms up to me. And yes, you guessed it... My heart melted. I picked that sweet little thing up and he told me his name was Moses. Moses is 4 years old (we think) and before he came to the home his parents tried to murder him. I do not know all of the details but I do know he was left for dead. A lady found him and brought him to the home. That is just one of the stories... There are so many innocent children, who have been through worse things than some of the most evil people. But do you know what? The kids at this home are so happy. They are so sweet and loving, which makes it harder to understand the things that they have been through, but it makes me see how might my God is.They have seen the healing hand of God!After spending my first several days at the home, I went on a 6-7 hour journey to the city of Aflao. Alfao is where I will be living after these first several weeks. This is where trokosi are and where idol worship and satanic worship is huge. In the mornings, we have been going into the schools and proclaiming the Gospel. Yes, I said it, in the schools! Me and my Ghanaian partner Gideon have gone into several classes and have also gone into several villages and gone door-to-door (or hut-to-hut). In the schools, many have come to know Christ! I come to tears when I think about it. God is so good and so powerful. However, the village ministry that we have done has been more of a rollercoaster. I had the opportunity to talk with a village priest a couple of days ago. He worships idols... We talked for over an hour and he told me at the end of our discussion that he someday wanted to follow and worship Christ, but he was not yet bold enough... I have also talked to some involved in satanic worship, cults, and many different forms of idol shrine worship. Most of them will listen, but are so terrified of the evil powers of the gods that they will not change their ways. They are imprisoned. They are bound in chains. They are blind. They are lost...
"Amazing grace, how sweet the soundThat saved a wretch like me.I once was LOST, but now I'm FOUNDWas BLIND, but now I SEE...My chains are gone, I've been set free."
Please pray with me for these people. Pray the chains of evil will fall from their hands and feet. Pray that their spiritual eyes will be opened. Pray against the powers of darkness.
Ok, I'm going to end this letter on a lighter note and tell you some of the humorous things that I have encountered.First of all, my eye lashes. They are amazed at my eye lashes. They want to touch them and stare at them. They love my eye lashes. Ha. Another thing, I think I have been proposed to about 7 times. I don't even shower everyday! Also, I think I am becoming a domestic woman! I hand-wash my own clothes. It's actually kind of fun, but my arms get sore. And lastly, EVERYWHERE we go the people stare and call out "Yevu! Yevu!", which means "white person". Yeah, they don't see too many white folk around these parts.
Thank you for reading....Please continue praying. I know that you are and your prayers are being answered. Please pray for the rest of this week and next week as we will continue going into the schools and going hut-to-hut in the villages.You all are amazing and thank you for being in my life.
In Him,
Hannah
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