It has been a month since we landed in Damongo, where Karlee, my companion with Lay Mission Helpers, were met by smiling faces, a warm welcome, and sadly, news of the death of Mark, a Lay Mission Helper, who had waited prior to moving back to the US, in order to help us get settled. He was well-loved here. Fr. Peter was able to step in for Mark, despite his busy schedule during this Lenten season to assist us. We are so grateful.
On my early walk today, I noticed a woman and his son, picking something from the forest floor. I gingerly walked towards them, afraid of stepping on what, may be lurking under the pile of leaves to inquire what they were harvesting. Eagerly, she told me they were harvesting “bokoboko” a green leafy plant. She then proceeded to tell me how she prepares it in stews and soups, stating, “ it’s very good for you.” She also had a bucket of very small ripe mangoes which she had foraged amongst the many trees that dot the wooded area. She offered to peel a few for me, which I politely declined.
Upon my return to the guest house, I googled “bokoboko”. It is rich in iron, similar to the water spinach we ate in the Philippines. Chance encounters, like this, I believe is, too, part of mission - presence, listening, and sharing. I can’t wait to try preparing it once we’re settled into our home. I hope it tastes good!
