A bowl of monkey apples that is carried on top of one's head
Another delicious morsel So, I ate four of these today. They were scrumptious. The locals call them Monkey Apples. To eat one, you crack it open with your thumbs to reveal the fruit on the inside. It looks like a little jellyfish inside there. You then pop it into your mouth and try to suck off as much nectar from around the see as you can. It tastes somewhere between a sour cherry and a sweet grapefruit. It was delicious.
On a more serious note, I visited Doctors Without Borders today and began a personal process to spend some time learning from what other NGOs are doing here. As I ventured into their compound and sat down, waiting to be seen, I looked up at the bulletin board in front of me to see two Mercy Ships references in big bold letters. I am now realizing that I am tapping into a vast network of relationships here that weaves through my ship and through the churches I have already worshipped with. It is such a large, yet small community!
2 comments:
Hi Scott!
Monkey Apples look awesome...what fun to experience new pieces of God's creation. It is good to read your journal entries and be part of your experience on Mercy Ships. It is amazing to see God's working through you and those around you. I hope you see it too.
We are getting ready to start VBS next week--in case you need something to pray for! :)
Blessings and peace,
Amy Nyland
Hi Scott, I just spent the day with Aunt Mary, Erin, Grandma and Grandpa, your parents and Jon, Aunt Pat, Uncle Elmer, Uncle Bill and Aunt Monica-and of course Houston, Missy, and Abbie! We grilled hamburgers and shrimp, and of course had all sorts of fixin's to go with it! It was good to see everyone and catch up. The ending of the evening was a campfire and somores-for those who still had room after that wonderful dinner. We laughed lots. Missed having you with us, but we did think about you and talk about you. Remember the year you broke your arm, but still ended up swimming in the pool? Hope all is well with you. Love you lots, Aunt Barb
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