This past weekend was spent in the “Bush” of Mali. I have never been so out of my comfort zone, and yet still felt the comfort of the Lord when faced with things that are certainly beyond me. We slept with only African stars as a roof over our heads, and showered from buckets inside of clay walls created for small privacy while bathing and using the restroom. We saw a rather large viper, and monstrous spiders.  We awoke every morning with the sunshine as our alarm, along with the morning cry of chickens, cows, and goats.  During the day we presented Jesus to the children, and spent hours playing and loving on each and every one that came to visit the “Toubabou’s”. When the sun descended we set up a projector and screen, showing a video to speak of a love still unknown and unheard of. Five people gave their hearts to the Lord, and we were invited into the home of  the chief of an all Muslim village, and he blessed us with a rather delicious African meal.  The pace and style of life is one that is entirely different from all that I have ever known, and yet contentment rules inside the homes of the villagers. I've never felt so accomplished. Jesus is incredible.