The Work of the Church

At the Annual Conference of the Methodist Church in Sierra Leone, West
Africa. The meetings were held in the large sanctuary in the capital city,
Freetown. Each day as we entered the large doors into the sanctuary there
was a young girl, maybe about the age of 8, who begged at the door. She
looked ragged, dirty, her hair was matted and knotty, and she had on
tattered clothes. No one seemed to know her, and people brushed her aside
upon entering. Some of the pastors tried to tell her to go away. We were
busy doing the work of the church. She was a bother. This went on for
several days.