Tropical Paradise

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.

They didn’t want to leave. Neither did I.

It was wonderful.

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