8:30 a.m. â€” This is the one meal we both enjoy because we have soft boiled eggs, toast, and coffee. Richard fixes my egg English style; we eat them out of the shell. After breakfast, Richard goes out for his exercise on deck and I bathe and dress slowly. The hardest thing is getting my hair combed. It is so hard to hold both hands up at the same time.
Richard is so sweet; he always tells me it looks good to him. Praise the Lord! Richardâ€™s love and sweetness is what keeps me alive these days. The enemy is certainly trying me to the limit.
Tuesday, February 25, 1930
On the Atlantic
8:30 a.m. â€” Just three more days and we will be at Dakar. I desire strength enough to go ashore with Richard when he goes to see about storing the trunks. Praise the Lord! I am gaining a little each day. Soon I will feel like myself, I know.
Spent all afternoon out on the deck today. It is getting a little warmer and more pleasant outside. The ocean is calm as a millpond. I am thankful. Soon I know I will be well. (Jer. 33:3) I have certainly been doing the calling and I know He has heard and the answer is on the way. Richard seems to be getting a little discouraged because I remain so weak.