While visiting across the border with Fulani friends the other day, we noticed one young wife’s whole stock of dishes drying, sparkling clean, out in the sun. She had washed every dish in her house in preparation for the celebration coming up at the end of the week. While we visited she was scrubbing pots and pans that already looked squeaky clean to Jan and me. But the holiday coming up demands attention, as it is the biggest day of the year for our Muslixm friends and needs to be celebrated in grand style. There are new hats and robes for men as well as fabric and scarves for the women on display in the markets. I watched one of our favorite merchants, a grandfather of many, as he tried on a lovely blue embroidered fez type hat. I got quite tickled as he looked at himself in the mirror and tweaked it this way and that before deciding to buy it. This friend as well as many others have extended invitations to come and feast with them on Sunday, and we will be hard put to visit them all and still make it across the border before it closes at 5:30. Please pray that our conversations will carry the message of the Lord’s grace and mercy without works.
