Easter Sunday Mass, with the beat of rhythmic drums, full-bodied voices in song and Ghanaian women wearing vivid colorful dresses of varying styles, was a beautiful experience. At the Offertory procession, gifts were especially plentiful. Among them: yams, bread, eggs, a twelve-roll package of toilet paper, water, and a fairly hearty-looking chicken (feathers and all which one of the altar boys graciously grabbed by the neck and carried off to the sacristy). Collection time, as always, was accompanied by lively music while row by row, parishioners walked, sashayed, danced and sang their way up to the baskets to drop in their weekly contributions.
Two other "positives" to note: 1) a new, little convenience store just a few feet from our house where one can easily purchase bottled water, juices, soap, etc. without having to cart these things back from town, and 2) our reliable, strong-flowing shower which continues to be one of the few things that happens to really work well in a house built by questionable contractors.
Always something to be thankful for....
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Cyndy, your descriptions are so vital that it makes me wish that so many of our youngsters could experience a piece of life in Ghana. Experiences like yours certainly would help to impress those who feel they "deserve" all matierial things with a reality check. Bless you for sharing. Hugs, Renee
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