Another short night, another tough time getting up in the morning. We fed them at 9 am, and then put them into their beds. This morning they were up a little earlier than usual, at 7 am, so that should have caused them to be more tired. After I put them down, I went back to bed myself. And while I lay in bed in the room right next to them, I hear their crying and whining, and there is a debate going on on my inside on whether to get up and get one to lie down with or not.

Two posts ago I told you about the village of Sebela and Beni, who used to be the only believer there and who is now the pastor of the hundreds of Christians in the village today.

Biendio is from the village of Sebela I told you about in the last post. She is a widow and has 7 children. For this past year none of them have eaten rice which is the main staple of Mali, as they could not afford it.