A different perspective

As I took off from the Arua airport on January 10th with Mercy, this was my view looking down at the landing strip and the fence my family was standing behind. Yep, that's dirt you see.

This is a part of Arua.



I am still awed and amazed by the fact that every road I travel in Africa (not necessarily in Arua town), there are hundreds of hidden homes I will never see off in the bush. That means hundreds of villages and thousands of souls.

Here's a village, all to itself, out in the middle of nowhere, but not far outside of Arua.

Here's a road.

This doesn't seem like much at first. I mean, this could be a road in Montana, USA, but it made me realize how hard it is to get around in Africa. To get from A to B, you sometimes have to travel through C and D, in another direction, because there is no direct road.

Roads are scarce.

Foot paths, however, are numerous

Africa is vast, but if you are like me, you probably aren't sure how vast it is.

I saw this picture on a friend's blog, and she said she had gotten it from another blog she read, so I really don't know the origin, but it fascinated me.

I don't know if you can read the words, but they are the names of several countries that fit inside the continent of Africa. Maybe you can identify the United States?

When you pray for Africa, you are praying for an immense number of people in a very large land. For those of you who are intercessors, thank you for the time on your knees for them and for us!