The past week in Korhogo was a change of pace from Bouake. I spent hours climbing mountains, learning about Malaria and trying to survive in a guest house full of 12+ women. I'm having to relearn what it means to live in community after 3 years of independence.
My team is a mix of loud and sweet, and I've realized how important it is to find quiet spaces and break off into smaller groups. That includes the day Katie, Emily, Richard, Rod and I climbed Mount Korhogo.
The most challenging part is communication: there are so many times when I simply cannot understand what is happening around me or I'm doing my best not to fall into a coma while sitting through a translation.
It's a process. It's patience. And it's a whole lot of trusting Jesus, and not myself. It is good.