On the front outside wall that surrounds our house, our guard clipped the vine like bushes that cover the wall and painted Wellcome to Bel-Air.  He was very proud of his painting.  He was quite proud that he wrote in English.  I didn’t point out that Wellcome was misspelled and tried to be as friendly as possible, instead of sharing how we don’t care for graffiti.  The whole thing made me think of a 1980’s television show I used to watch Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.  Below is my version of the opening song by Will Smith.

Now this is the story all about how

Our lives got flipped, turned upside down

And I’d like to take a minute just blog right here

I’ll tell you how we began to live in the house tagged Bel-Air

In P Hill, Missouri  where we were comfortable

Chasing our dreams and thinking we were able

Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool

And sending our kids to a wonderful school

When David saw Wycliffe via C.F.C.

Started looking at their site and knew we needed to see

If God wanted us to sell it all

To obey His call

We needed to approach the decision with care

Sure enough God called us to Cameroon where we live in the house tagged Bel-Air

We spent a full year trying to learn French

We thought with God on our side it would be a cinch

We realized learning it quickly would be rare

Now we live in the house tagged Bel-Air

We hired a man to be our guard

One day he found a paint can, brush and a surface that’s hard

We knew we were supposed to be there

That’s how we started to live in a home tagged Bel-Air

(hopefully as you read this post the song Fresh Prince of Bel-Air was playing in your mind)