Today I attended a Synod to try and raise funds for Amaudo. The journey again was very long over broken roads and I was feeling fragile. Every bump hurt my neck and I wished we were driving slower. All I can say about synod is that it is a long meeting to discuss every matter of the church over four days ending with a Sunday service. It is run by the Bishop of the Diocese and is held once a year.
My temperature was up and down so many times in the church and I was very glad I had brought my drink of juice with me. We were given booklets to follow and they called out the page we were on every so often. After four hours we got to the part where Rev Timothy was able to speak about Amaudo. He introduced bro Philip who rose his hand and said ‘Praise the Lord!’, when he called my name I too rose and said ‘Praise the lord!’ and raised my hand. It felt very weird and everyone was looking at me a lot. My voice was weak I was wondering if everyone could tell I was feeling a bit out of place.
After speaking about Amaudo the Bishop decided that there would be one Sunday where all the offerings from the 50 something churches in his diocese would all be given to Amaudo. And that people would warn the congregation about when this would be all week so that they give as much as they can and know where it will be spent. This was a good outcome so made it a good trip.
I was then taken into a special house and offered a very good lunch. I decided to take moi moi because Catherine the resident always tells me her favourite food is one moi moi and one okara and that my own is one banana. Moi moi is kind of like sausage without a skin or haggis. It is quite good but I only wanted to take one. They also served us with garri and a different kind of special garri that I forget the name of but cannot myself note any difference.
Garri and soup
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