Sister Esther left ASCON at 6am. The 1st of a group of 6 to say their good byes. The bus was filled with it booming praise for the last morning. Sis Grace took over leading the worship. It was as if the angels and the host of heaven had descended into the bus. The people walking down the street were peeping into bus to get a glimpse of who and what was going on..
We left the ASCON at 7.00am with praise booming out of the coach. The villagers along the route had a taste of the joy of the Lord. The camp site was again filled with people from all over – Ikorodu, Republic of Benin, Ogun State to mention a few places. Some travelled for five hours to get the venue. There was great expectation in the air. More of you Lord, we prayed.
The journey to the Pathfinder beach was fun. We started off with a session of spontaneous praise. The coach was filled with people whose heart were eager to praise the Lord and serve on the mission field.
Badagry Chronicles 2014: D Day Minus 1 (Tuesday) – Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors
The teams from across the country descended on Pathfinder beach. We occupied one of the tents that had been erected on the white sandy beach by the Marina. Strategically positioned we faced the Atlantic Ocean which was across the lagoon pleading for mercy and forgiveness of sins for the land. Directly opposite us was the Land of No Return. Once the slaves crossed the Lagoon they were destined for a life of indescribable pain and hardship.
Many of us met at New Covenant Church, Ilupeju for our onward trip to Badagry. It was a joyous reunion. All the members of the team had landed except Sister Adetutu, Bruce, Sharon and Alvin. It was a smooth ride to ASCON our base. What surprised me was the beauty of the road from Iyana Ipaja to LASU junction. The roads were pot hole and go slow free. Well done to whoever built them – federal or state government.
It was house fellowship for us today. There was no obvious means of transportation. The phone rang. Mr Badejo informed us of an Orientation meeting at NCC Surelere. How do we get there? Taxis were scare and public transport was a different ball game. But we had to make the meeting.