Over the many days and months that we were in Ghana this is a picture that we would see in most of the major cities across the country. These people, men, women, children, and elderly, would be on street corners wanting a handout from passerbys. Most of the time, they would not pester, but ask and move on. I saw some look at these people with disgust; disgust for the person or disgust for the country for not taking better care of its indigent. Some looked at them with apathy. Some never even looked.
But for me (Alan) I saw them differently. I saw them clothed with perseverance. Here are people who have any number of ailments but continue to press. They would be on crutches or in a wheelchair, like this man pictured to the left, out in brutally hot weather trying to make a living. They might not have been doing something that seemed worthy, but their worthiness came in their tenacity and perservance.
Now that we are back in the U.S. and I am dealing with back pain to varying degrees, I often think of these Ghanaians. I look to them for encouragement to press on towards the mark. I love counseling missionaries and their children, even though I am in pain. God has called us to this place, and humbled I sit ready and willing to persevere.