Professor Glen Taylor is travelling to Gambia this term - the following is an exerpt about his first few days there...
Gambia is treating me well, though it's a different world. For example, the neighborhood has plunged into darkness during two evenings so far. Why? The locals are quite sure a neighbor with a generator has bribed a guy at the local electrical provider to give us a blackout so the guy with the generator can charge admission to his house for the big soccer games. That's exactly how things unfolded last night, supporting the theory.
Please pray for a fast cure to laryngitis, as I'm supposed to talk to an ecumenical gathering of clergy for the Week of Prayer for Christian Unity. My topic might otherwise have to be a Week of Silent Prayer for Christian Unity!
The local church to which I have been assigned is called St.Paul's. It is literally right beside the ocean. It reminds me of that lovely little church on the north shore on the Sea of Galilee that has the stones on the beach and which is the traditional site of Jesus' breakfast meal with the disciples. D.v. I'm preaching (one day early) on the Feast Day of the church's namesake, St. Paul. My boss is the bishop's wife who is the incumbent.