Glenn and Kathy Kendall Update #121 of Saturday, December 22, 2007, Ngaparou, Senegal
The whole sky was orange-red, remarkably uniform like a stage backdrop, sunrise at 7:30 AM in the Harmattan of West Africa. So much, such fine dust suspended in the air that the sun defused evenly through the dust, dust that is visible from space, dust that travels the trade winds and air currents and at times reaches the Eastern United States across the Atlantic.
The sun rose higher, the angle changed. The sun got brighter and brighter and soon the Atlantic Ocean even looked blue, even vividly blue framed by the whitewashed buildings and against the tan sand, clean sand as the ocean pounded the shore and rose up and withdrew only to crash again.
The wind was now blowing from the northwest, cool air, across the ocean, all the way from the Artic, somewhat warmed by miles and miles of distance traveled to push the ocean to pound the sand, the sand that was clean, remarkably clean.
Friday was Tabaski, the day Abraham sacrificed his son as Christians and Muslims believe. God provided a ram to save Abraham’s son. What a picture! Thousands of rams sacrificed all across the person world.
But we were down wind of Ngaparou. Dozens and dozens of people in Ngaparou threw the entrails, lungs, intestines, blood of their sacrifices into the ocean. All the busy seagulls, the voracious crabs, the searching dogs couldn’t begin to clean up the mess between town and the WorldVenture camp on the Atlantic. Friday late we finally gave up playing on the beach, digging holes in the sand, sand castles, small pools for the one year olds. One can only throw so many intestines to the other side before one gives up.
But now Saturday morning, what all the animals and birds couldn’t do, time, tides and the constant pounding has done. The beach is again clean, bright, fresh, just like the sacrifice, not the ram, but the perfect sacrifice whose coming we celebrate on Tuesday. Clean, bright, perfect, and so se we celebrate Christmas and the Savior’s coming.
We Praise God for a wonderful week of vacation with our two children, Esther and Nathan, their spouses, Dan and Becky and all six grandchildren. Watching, playing, talking, walking the beach, eating, sleeping, sharing, praying and of course the group photo (attached).
We Praise God for another great and safe trip.
And now we head to the States for several weeks, get caught up on our personal mail, the WorldVenture office, get Glenn’s eye looked at again, see Kathy’s folks, participate in office meetings, connect with Africa interested people, train new missionaries, attend WorldVenture Renewal Conference, preach at a mission conference, repack and leave just after Valentine’s Day.