Dave and Lori Hernandez Just another weblog Dave and I are constantly amazed at how much our perspective has been forever imprinted over the last year here in Guinea. Life in Guinea is very difficult compared to the life we lived in Indiana. I must cook everything from scratch, like tortillas, bread, and fried chicken. But my African girlfriends must do even more than I to put a meal on the table. They must plant the seed, tend the garden, harvest the grain, dry it, pound it, sift it and then can begin the cooking process…over a wood fire in the front yard with water carried in buckets on their heads from the well two family compounds away carrying a baby on her back. I am humbled daily when I feel like grumbling and complaining about the work it takes to keep my family fed and clothed. I have the resources to buy a washing machine instead of taking my laundry to the river and beating it against rocks. I have the means to buy ample food to feed my family instead of feeding them only enough to maintain life. I have a husband who regards me as an equal and treats me with respect instead of sharing him with another wife, enduring beatings and being treated as a possession. I cringe when my kids innocently come up to me at meal times and exclaim, “I’m starving, what’s to eat?” How easily those words escape their mouths when many of our African neighbors are starving and do not know when they will eat next. There are many such experiences that have affected me and send me to my knees in prayer for our neighbors. My prayers are not only for the Africans to hear the saving gospel of Christ, but for our friends, family, supporters and brothers and sisters in Christ to do all they can to further the teaching of the Bible. Guinea is a country trapped in darkness whose only hope for a better life is in Christ, whether here on earth or in eternity.
