Ay ay ay! We are living in Cameroon, in a sort of exile cum refugee state of being, and in order to be here legally, we need to register our vehicle with a temporary permission slip. In order to survive, we need cash, from our bank in C.A.R., which thankfully is also in Cameroon! So, Roy & I & colleagues have spent hours and hours, standing in lines, waiting for the right forms to fill out, waiting for people to come back from lunch breaks, waiting for the right person to be in the office, waiting, waiting, waiting. But you know what? In the end, we have legal registration papers for our truck, and we have cash in our hot little hands, waiting to pay for yummy stuff like ice cream and freshly baked whole wheat bread – things we don’t have available to buy in Gamboula.
So here we are, counting our blessings, still praying and hoping and praying for the miracle of peace to happen in C.A.R. It will HAVE to be a miracle with the way things look in the capital! Gamboula remains peaceful, so that is an encouragement to us, that our friends are doing okay.
Thanks for your continued prayers!
