What started out as “one of those days” on the mission field, unexpectedly, morphs into loud and colorful morning. All of this ushered in by the enthusiastic beat of a base drum. Drawn out of my office in the Mercy Wings hangar, I open the 30 ft doors and stand on a rock to look over the wall onto the dusty road.

School children on this day are on parade. The reasons could be many and varied. Early May, practice for children’s Day, of some competition between schools. Random people join in and walk along just because they can, others seize the opportunity to sell their fruit along the hot and dusty procession.

Thank you Lord for turning my morning into dancing. After I took this video clip and I marched back to my desk in the Mercy Wings hangar to the beat of the base drums.

Somehow the mound of aviation paperwork did not seem so big after all.