Good morning!

Yesterday we travelled to a very remote village, maybe two hours into interior red clay roads. The countryside, all rolling hills and corn and thatched homes with elderly brightly clothed women carrying jugs on their heads....simply gorgeous. We went there to have a Mass and to baptize a total of 10 folks, ages 9 months to 90 years! About 50 people came, among them about 20 children with runny noses, torn shirts, wide eyes and smiles, who, it seems, saw their first white man! Sometimes I feel like a combination celebrity and three headed monster!

The Mass was held in a place that would make the finest Cathedral blush: waving corn fields, banana trees in full fruit, blue skies and warm sun, the people sang and prayed and smiled. What a day!