Sisters

One of the things I have recently enjoyed seeing is how much these girls have grown to love each other. Since moving into the house, our staff has all gotten to have some time off, so the girls are used to us coming and going. But they have not been apart from each other hardly at all. They eat, sleep, study and work together – they are rarely separated.

Thirteen of the girls all came from their hometown on a Wednesday. The last seven were delayed an extra day, so I went to Accra to pick them up in the Highlander. This is the scene from when we pulled into the driveway.

These girls are from different regions of Ghana. They are from different tribes. They speak different languages. They came into the house with deep prejudices against one another. But they are learning to love. They are learning that God’s love is greater than any other identifier man can give us. Our experiences make us who we are, but that does not define who we should or should not love.

Every tribe has its’ distinct dances. On numerous occasions the girls from different regions have done a few of their dances. We all enjoy watching the variety that comes from the various groups. When we have done this in the past, it was either one group or the other, but when we had some dancing a few nights after their arrival back in the house there was a difference.

The girls were joining in on each other’s dances, willing to participate in each other’s culture. For me, that was a turning point. They still get mad at each other. They still hold prejudices. But they appreciate one another and they even support one another. It is truly amazing to witness God’s transformative work, day by day.