Ghana: One or Two? (Hint: It’s a trap)

Yesterday morning I arrived back in the U.S. after spending a week in Ghana. 

After my second trip to Ghana in the last four months, I almost fell for the trap. 

“Which of the two trips was better?” 

Immediately my brain began calculating and comparing.

I caught myself. 

What am I doing? Am I really sitting here attempting to scan every moment of the last week, and then scanning back to four months ago so I could scan through every moment I spent in Ghana during those two weeks too? 

Here’s the gift I wasn’t looking for: Neither trip was better than the other. 

Both trips were incredible and life changing. 

On the first trip I visited four slave castles and learned about my ancestors and their experiences during the slave trade. 

On the second trip I drove from town to town, and village to village spending quality time with Ghanaians- observing, listening, and learning- what life is like in Ghana, straight from the horse's mouth.  

Not better. Different. 

I loved both trips. I’m already planning a return. 

I’m already getting excited just thinking how much better different the next trip to Ghana will be. 

Ghana was a gift. 

Ghana is a gift. 

But the moment I start comparing which gift is better, the moment I risk devaluing invaluable gifts. 

Not better. Different. 

I loved trip one, and I loved trip two. 

Please don’t fall for the trap. 

Love the Gift of Ghana too.

P.S. If you missed The Daily Tithe, I want you to know The Daily Tithe missed you too. I had every intention of continuing to speak with you all, but internet access was very minimal. The gift of waking up everyday and writing you is one of my favorite things to do and I missed it, so thank you.