It was after 8:00pm when we finally arrived at the town of Buchanan. We were immediately taken to the church.
Since we were expected there hours before we arrived, many of the people had departed, but a few faithful remained.
What was rolling in my Spirit was Isaiah 40:31

but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.

Impressed upon my heart was what ever renewal of strength they needed, Spirit, Soul or Body, was going to be granted.
They had waited for us ~ But not necessarily us. There was a demand being put on the Spirit of the Lord by the people. An expectancy and hope for what the man(or woman) of God was bringing to them. Whether it was a deposit in their spirit by the message carried, a touch of the Love of God, or a healing in their physical body. They would receive because they waited upon the Lord.

There was a woman who had boils all over her legs, she was there since the sun came up waiting for the man (or woman) of God to arrive so she could be prayed for. Well we arrived. We prayed for her… God healed her. The next morning when she walked in she was what I would call “skipping”. One could hardly recognize that it was this woman from the night before who was on the floor and could not walk… Praise the Lord….
And HE healed them ALL!!!!

Roads are one of the most facinating things in foreign nations. Liberia, being war torn, is no exception to the rule.

I have to laugh as these last few trips I’ve taken have had some of the most body pounding, thrill ride, and long roads I’ve ever been on… And I know this is just the beginning…

The Road to Buchanan…. 61 straight line miles and no switchbacks… maybe a few slight inclines and declines as we go, but a rather “even” road… If you omit the pot holes….. The road was so rough it took us 8 hours to get to the church we were to minister at…. and that was waiting when we finally arrived was beyond what we could ask for……

Hurry up and wait often happens in the missions field. Buses don’t run when they are suppose to, vehicles break down, or just delays of transportation for various reasons.

Draw them Holy Spirit
At 8:30am we were to go and minister at a school… When no vehicle arrived by or word about a new schedule arrived by 9:00, our team decided to play praise and worship music in front of the house where we were staying. A few minutes later, a quiet road started to fill with people. The Spirit of the Lord was drawing them through the music.

2 Timothy 4:2 Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season;
From the road to the yard, the people came and stopped. We were able to share will all the Lord. Many were saved and filled with the Spirit.

Our vehicle eventually showed up at Noon and off we went. Since we were late in arriving at the school the children were out of class on a field trip. Another school was suggested but we had a flat tire. A repair was needed so we went to a local market.
In the back there was some benches that we set our backpacks down on and decided what to do. Some went through the market evangelizing while others stayed in back.

Before we knew it, children, the ones who could not afford school fees, came and gathered aroudn to hear us talk.
Our attention shifted from the adults to the children. Since we had rehersed a skit for our Bible lesson for the school, we decided to teach the lesson here in the market with a "informal" class.

The lesson was on putting on the armour of God each and every day. We asked for a volunteer to help us and one brave child said ok. Each of us had a piece of armour that we would bring out and “dress” our helper with as we shared what each piece of armour did…. Since we were doing impromtu, we had to use what we had available in the market for objects.

A strap for the belt of truth,
A backpack for the the breastplate of righteousness;
A set of borrowed sandals for feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace;
A Bible as the shield of faith
A bucket the helmet of salvation
And a stick as the sword of the Spirit

The skit, while laughter carried through the market, was well received by the children and adults.
One of the Ladies, Mary, who was working with us, told me that these children were suppose to “selling” their wares in the market. We prayed over them so that the money the would normally be making would be multiplied because they chose a more valuable place to be.

Arrival in Monrovia, Liberia was after long flights and a delay in Accra, Ghana. Accomidations were made for us to stay in an area called ELWA (Everlasting Love Winning Africa). As we drove to where the house was, we realized that we were staying right on the beach… You could smell the fresh ocean air and taste the salt. What a blessing!!

In the morning we awake to a spectacular view!!! Palm trees and beautiful rolling waves. For me it was an answer to prayer. One of my hearts biggest joy is to walk on the beach in praise and worship to the Lord. It was something that I had prayed about before we left for Liberia, I was inquiring of the Lord if I could go to a place so I could walk on the beach with Him that I so loved to do… I was able to do just that.

We were also able to go Swimming in the ocean many times. Letting the waves “roll” us as we tried to body surf. Joy and delight.
Many of the locals were wondering who these crazzzzy folks were laughing so much!!!