Independent Baptist Missionaries — Ghana, West Africa
From the Field
Stories, updates, and dispatches from our family in Ghana. We write when we can. There is always a story.
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Joe and Laura Consford are independent Baptist missionaries to Ghana, West Africa. They have been on the field since 2013, planting churches, training pastors, running a Bible institute, and sharing the Gospel in one of the most spiritually needy regions in West Africa.
This blog is where they tell the story. Not the polished version. The real one. The broken-down truck, the Bible study that ran three hours, the kid in the village who heard the Gospel for the first time. That is what you will find here.
If you have been looking for missionaries to Ghana who write honestly about life on the field, you found them. Joe and Laura update this blog from the road and from the field. Browse the posts above, or learn more about the Consford family and how the Lord brought them to West Africa.
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Recent Posts
The latest from Consford Chronicles — stories, updates, and moments from the road and the field.
Eleven Days, Twenty-Eight Sermons, and So Much Work Still Ahead
September 3, 2026
There is a piano player in Takoradi who has ended more sermons early than anyone I have ever seen back […]
Read more →Smooth Roads, Slave Castles, and a Very Long Way Home
September 2, 2026
We were creeping along the road to Agona Nkwanta when we ran into a wall of people dancing right down […]
Read more →Gizzards, Live Rabbits, and an Affogato to End the Day
August 30, 2026
Pastor Dare showed up to the men's cookout with live rabbits, and Bro. Sammy showed up with a bag of […]
Read more →Full Altars, Goodbyes, and a Brand New Motorcycle
August 29, 2026
The last thing anyone expected to see loaded into the luggage bay of a Takoradi bus was a brand-new motorcycle, […]
Read more →A Bell, A Hundred Peppers, and the Last Night of Preaching
August 28, 2026
Bro. Ruckman spent the last night of the conference holding a hand bell like it was the most natural thing […]
Read more →The Piano Player Strikes a Cord
August 26, 2026
There is a piano player at this conference who does not care who you are, how long you have been […]
Read more →Two Cases Short
August 26, 2026
The boy counted the cases twice, loaded them into the truck, and I never looked up from the receipt: big […]
Read more →The Day the Power Beat the Nap
August 24, 2026
Brother Ruckman and I were sitting in the living room after lunch, just talking, when the lights went out. No […]
Read more →The Taxi Driver Said Yes Please
August 24, 2026
Laura and I walked out to the main road near the Ruckmans' house this morning, and a taxi pulled over […]
Read more →We Used To Buy Car Parts From These Guys
August 22, 2026
We were sitting in the gate area in Accra, waiting for our flight to Takoradi, when I heard two men […]
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