We have had several “harmitons” (high-level dust/sand in the air) which makes the days a bit cooler due to less radiation from the sun, but the solar panels do not produce the normal amount of electricity on such days. Since we last wrote, our team is conducting several weekly Bible studies in the area. We two a
km east of our village. The gals contributed picnic lunch items and we borrowed a vehicle from the hospital. We were all amazed to see the size of the river, at least the width. This river, as well as the one near Bere, flows north toward Lake Chad. Kel estimates the concrete bridge was at least a kilometer long across the river. Several trucks rolled up and crews loaded building sand – free for the taking under the bridge. We swam in the river and we two walked downstream along the riverbank to a grassy peninsula where we noticed several deep hippo footprints in the mud. Looked like a couple of hippos walked side by side. We ate lunch under a shade tree - veggie burgers and coleslaw. We returned for an afternoon swim, then drove back to Bere.
attle egrets, snowy egrets, herons, sandpipers, pied crows, pied kingfishers, and several raptors. Last Sabbath, instead of walking to church, we two took a moto rode several kms into the bush to watch birds. We saw the European roller, and a pair Chad's equivalent of the crimson-breasted shrike, and white-headed barbets, and we think we saw a pair of hoepoe, but they were too far away to identify properly. There were Namaqua doves and crowned plovers running around on the ground.It seems that our malaria-prevention meds are working hard and we are mostly well this time around. We are so thankful for the prevention and are still careful to be inside during dawn and dusk and the dark hours and we always sleep under the mosquito net.
a very large 8-legged visitor who was not welcome inside the hut show itself on Sunday morning. Josie attempted to move it out of the hut when it crawled toward her hands. Needless to say she screamed, dropped the item, and the spider (Kel named Samson) ran for its life under the bed. Well, for a couple of nights we tucked the mosquito net a bit tighter around the mattress. This morning Josie reached for an item in a basket and there the spider was, so she carried the basket out the door and unceremoniously dumped it on the porch. The 8-legged creature ran and Josie jumped in the air – fortunately Kel was inside and nabbed it with the broom, but it crawled under the screen door to the outside. Ah hah! One strike with a trusty flipflop and spider curled up. Then the compound dog promptly ate it!
















Well, Kel’s opportunity to spend a night in the bush came sooner than he expected. And, you’ll never guess – Josie came along! This is how it happened: last weekend of March Jonathan and Melody invited us to go birdwatching in the bush at the river. They are keen birders, and we know the African birds quite well by now. The plan was to leave mid-afternoon Sabbath, do birding until sundown, then sleep at the river on Saturday night, then return the next morning. All went well – we loaded our gear onto the motos (we had our plastic mats rolled up and secured to the handlebars of the moto – we looked like a bunch of Harley bikers when we left the house). Birding was great! We saw several new species and it was a refreshing break from the mission compound.

During our visit to the Capital, Josie and I witnessed a miracle. Last year, as we waited at the airport for our plane to Johannesburg, we got chatting to one of the airport guards. He was one of the few who spoke English. He asked if we could bring back an English Bible for him. This we agreed to do, and wrote down his cell phone number for future contact. We selected a nice Bible in South Africa and packed it in our luggage. Not being able to locate the man when we arrived back in Chad, we planned to get the Bible to him at a future date. The opportunity finally presented itself on our recent trip to N’Jamena. I sent the guy an SMS message as we left Bere, and he texted back, saying that he’d be working Wednesday. We were at the airport, about to depart for home, and still we had not been able to see the man and make the delivery. I prayed and left it in the Lord’s hands. About one minute before Gary arrived to escort us to the plane, the guy arrived and we were able to give the Bible to him in his hands. God’s timing is perfect! And the recipient was ever so grateful.





