Sometimes. Just sometimes.
I forget I’m in Guinea.
Because it almost feels like paradise.
The beginning of the month we escaped to Kassa, an island off the coast of Conakry for a prayer retreat.
Rumor has it that Kassa Island used to be a hideout for pirates.
Three days of fun in the sun and time to meditate on God’s Word with co-workers.
The girls overcame their fears of jumping in the pool and swimming in the Atlantic.
They made new friends.
We discovered weaver bird nests.
It was wonderful.