The bus we took from Guatemala City to Sololá (Soul-oh-lah), where Eagle’s Nest Orphanage is. We each had 2-3 pieces of luggage with us, piling it both on the top and inside of the bus.

Our final day in Nigeria was a whirlwind.

One of the most inspiring things about the United Youth Cam, Nigeria and the Lagos congregation are the number of young people! Lagos in particular, but Nigeria itself is in a good place, over the next several years, as these young people mature and begin to serve locally even more.

I was so excited to hear that we had three of these young people interested in being baptized while we were there. Three individuals, Nnamdi Aninye, Ralpheal Nduka and Toyosi Adedeji, desired to make that commitment to God, accept Jesus Christ’s sacrifice on their behalf and go forward in newness of life.

Ikotun Market

Dare (pronounced “Da-ray”) said two things when it comes to traffic and Westerners. One, a six-year-old could drive in the US because there are signals for everything, all the cars are automatic, and everyone follows the rules -- for the most part. Two, Westerners are obsessed with seeking adventure, but for Africans, day-to-day life is adventure enough. Case-in-point, in regards to the latter statement: a man on a ladder propped on the power lines he is fixing with partial wooden crate as a barrier to traffic.

The Nigerian UYC Camp is held on a narrow spit of land between the Atlantic Ocean and Badagary Creek -- a large network of water that connects the spit with mainland Lagos. Contrary to many of the United States United Youth Camp programs -- there is no onsite storage for supplies. So everything that we needed for 50 or so people and seven days was boated in. All of our food, housing, and supplies. So, as you might imagine, the first day of camp was a flurry of activity as the boats were unpacked and everything was setup for the week of camp. The United Youth Corps volunteers decided they wanted oceanfront property for their tents.

The past two days in country have been spent working to experience as much of Lagos as we possibly can before camp starts. We have tried to avoid just bailing out of the hotel and wandering through the streets aimlessly. It’s a huge city, and the public transportation system is tricky to pick up if you’re not a native, so we’ve been pretty reliant on Dare and his friends and family to help us find our way around. Thankfully they’ve been gracious and helped us see so much more of the city than we’d be able to see on our own.

You’re welcome! You’re welcome! That was the excited greeting we received over and over from the locals on day three of our Nigerian adventure.  

Caleb, Ben, Jessica, Jennifer and I spent an eventful Friday walking the streets of Lagos, Nigeria, taking in the sights, sounds, smells and taste of our environment.

While making preparations for a future endeavor we often imagine ourselves carrying out the action. You may even set up a specific location in your head with details of the people or places you plan to encounter, providing you with a vision of the experience before it even takes place. It is impossible to know every outcome, but having a vision can help propel you into a future of your own making.

Beautiful countryside, lovely people and some funny, crazy, worthwhile, uplifting experiences in the van made up our first long weekend here in Chile. We arrived in Santiago on Monday July 25th and on Wednesday we left for Argentina. Our plan was to do a program at a school there where one of the Argentinean members works as well as spend time visiting the brethren in Argentina so we were to drive out on Wednesday, stay over halfway in Temuco, Chile then finish our drive out Thursday, do work in the school on Friday and spend the weekend with the Argentinean brethren.  About three hours out of Santiago, we got a call that some of the teachers from the school in Argentina were protesting so the school was closed and thus it was impossible to complete our original plans.

What time is it?  What day is it?

I’ll be honest -- things are a little bit mixed up for me now that we’re on the ground in Lagos.

Caleb and I left Seattle Tuesday afternoon at 2:30 PST, we landed in Atlanta at 11:30 EST that night, hurriedly caught our flight to Lagos and tucked in for the 12 hours to Nigeria.