One Special Thursday...an End and a Beginning

Thursdays are special for us. 

It's the last day of the week, and our tradition is to have pizza and a movie.

It started a long time ago with nachos and popcorn on Fridays in America, 

but in Africa, we started making homemade pizza every Friday 

because it was hard to get cheddar cheese and chips were near-impossible to find.

Now we are back to pizza, 

and even though many in the family would prefer homemade pizza, 

buying it is SO much easier, 

and Thursday nights are pretty busy already with ballet, gymnastics, and soccer.

On May 7, 2020, I drove to pick up pizza for the first time since March 12th, 

and it was clear that they were not taking dine-in customers.

Can you tell what gave it away?

This particular Thursday we were celebrating something bigger!

Earlier that day, we had all joined together in the kitchen as Kylie turned in her last assignment for her senior year.

With sketchy internet delaying the turn-in and "Pomp and Circumstance" playing on my phone, we celebrated our first graduate in the Taylor household.

Kylie, when this posts, you will have almost completed your freshman year of college.

We are so proud of who you are, your accomplishments, 

and how you have allowed God to work in your life.

We love and miss you!

May 7, 2020

A month of Sundays...I mean Fridays

One Friday, I went to the roof to try to capture what the midday "sounds" like.

We live one block from a mosque, so we hear the call to prayer every day, five times a day, but on Fridays, we hear the sermon that is piped through the speakers for the whole neighborhood to hear.

I guess it's a chance for everyone to hear.

Each neighborhood here has a mosque.  In fact, you can tell a taxi driver where you live by naming the mosque closest to you.

So basically, they are everywhere.

That means, on Fridays, I can hear multiple sermons at once, and this is what it sounds like.