We were in Accra, Ghana, West Africa from 80-82 in the ministry of helps. We lived in a wonderful house/compound that was the business office, bookkeeper and distribution center for the organization we went through at the time. Larry was the liaison to the government for the other missionaries in the country. He renewed their visas, driver’s licenses and other paperwork needed to stay in the country. He loved visiting with the nationals. We also divided up the printed materials for distribution on the huge veranda that we had for the national pastors to come and pick up. I home schooled the girls. There was a boarding school in the north, but it was too costly for us to send them.
The other thing we did was make sure the six self-contained rooms were ready for the missionaries. We had George and Paulina to help. George was the cook and housekeeper for us. Paulina took care of the Guest House and did all the laundry. We had a beautiful walled in yard with coconut, avocado, and orange trees. There was a pineapple plant growing on the patio. I loved Accra. It is the capitol city of Ghana and is a bustling metropolis. The people were wonderful.
The missionaries tried to prepare us ahead of time, because there was a drought and economic hard times in Ghana. They told us to bring canned goods and clothes for the girls for the two years we were going to be there. We also needed to bring our living room furniture, curtains, linens and dishes, etc. We could get fresh foods from the neighboring country of Togo, but you went every 3mos or so. It was expensive, and you bought from the German meat market frozen foods and put them in a large igloo. The Guest House had a conference room that had a freezer.
We had much favor going through security when we arrived in Ghana. We were told to pack our suitcases & trunks a certain way because they would be searched. They weren’t. The things we did pack in crates for two years lasted us those two years. It was a great guess on the girls clothing. Even though looking back, I am sure they wished I didn’t dress them alike! 😉
When we were ready to leave the country, we had a huge veranda sale, and the missionaries bought all our things in the Cedi currency. (We gave somethings away to the nationals, too.) We were the last people to be able to buy our tickets home in Cedis. We also never used the black market. The exchange rate was 2.75 to $1 in American dollars. Back then on the black market you could get 20 cedis per $1.00. We would never do that, and the missionaries thought we were crazy. Then there was a coup. The military takeover was not as violent as in the past, but some people left the country. We felt a supernatural peace. Our hearts were untroubled during this time. We were warned that the soldiers would come into your homes and point machine guns at your children. (It happened to some who left.) Daisy Osbourne later came and ministered in Ghana. She had a private consultation with the man that became their leader, Jerry Rawlins. I pray he became a Christian.
One thing did happen in the first year we were there. Larry and I were believing God for a son. I had a miscarriage around 3-4months. Joshua Caleb is in heaven with his dad. I was sick the whole day for 2 weeks. A doctor of another missionary came to the house and put me on an IV drip when I became dehydrated. He was a national and an awesome man. She had 4 children and he delivered 3 of them. He came in and was so very, very kind when I miscarried. I never got a bill from him or the hospital for anything! I questioned both. He said something to the effect that this was a misfortune and was not something he would send a bill for. God is sooooo good!
We came home, and Larry felt led to go to a Bible Training Center in the Tulsa, OK area. We were able to buy a good used car in cash and pay for the school tuition in full. God is faithful to those who trust in Him and obey His voice. We were so grateful for our time in Ghana. I would love to go back! We saw castles, swam in the ocean, walked on the beach, and saw some of the bush area in the north. But most of all we met the most gracious Ghanian people.
Well, this is another chapter told. God did such a wonderful job taking care of us-as usual! Someone I know says a lot: “I was so afraid I was going to be called to Africa when I became a Christian!” You know what? I was never afraid while there or before going. God equips you and gives you grace and peace to be where you are supposed to be at the time you are supposed to be there. We were there two years. It was wonderful.
Blessings to you and yours till next time,
“The presence of God takes up residence in a person enabling them to live above human standards. That is grace.” Bill Johnson
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