For those of you who are unfamiliar with the French language, the term "cadeau" translates to "gift" in English. As a white person traveling in Niger, you cannot avoid both children and adults alike requesting a "cadeau" as you pass. Oftentimes, by the time you've walked through a village, a herd of children will be following requesting a "cadeau" before you leave.

But Wednesday was slightly different. We still left the village with a small crowd of children requesting gifts from their white visitors, but those children didn't come along until later. At first, two little boys came up and each took one of Susan's hands. They didn't ask for anything, they were just content to walk through the village holding her hand. They were the most precious children I've met here, and my heart broke to think that they are without the gospel. They probably hadn't had much to eat, and yet they never asked for anything.

My time in Africa is coming to a close, and I truly believe I've been changed by what I've seen and heard. I have just one final interview to finish up today before heading back to the States. Looking back on my time here, it seems like it went by so fast, but I've learned so much.