Thursday, May 25, 2006

Record Cold Spell!

It was 80 degrees with a wind chill that made it about 65! We shivered! Then it rained and rained and now I am blogging. Get the soggy point? You gotta love the coolness.

On a different note we visited friends from our former church in Canje and what an afternoon. Listen to what we soaked up as we listened to the way the children have for the most part gone on for the Lord. There are now about 125-150 kids a week between 4 locations—Canefield, 2 in Adelphie, and Padduck by Poohal—You gotta love these names. Older kids—Balram, Maranda, Odessa, and Shawn (Sis. Sano’s son) and 4 adults—Narine, Shoba, Pam, and Robert have been leading them. Thanks Joel, Bekah, and Jon for the time you invested in the kids in Canje. Not being here, you still reap!

Some teens have made poor choices and married Hindu or Muslim spouses. One family had a derelict dad murdered and a physically abused mom of 6 who eventually committed suicide. God knows our hearts cried and praised over seeds planted, destroyed and some on to tremendous fruit.

The church still has its difficulties with all the baggage of the past but God isn’t finished yet. We keep praying. Aslan is on the move!

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Mud Derby

5-19-06

Well, we returned to Guyana only to find that the rainy season had begun in earnest. The dirt road in front of our house became so much mud in places that we would specifically pray each time before driving because of the strong possibility of becoming another stat in “the stick in the mud” scene. Joe loved the sliding turns that were required to negotiate the corners—“Yeehaa!”

Speaking of turning corners—we are turning one here by getting more involved in ministry as our set up chores are slowing down to make room for discipleship. I still have a lot of work to do but it will have to get done a little at a time sort of like chores around the house.

Our back yard is most intriguing. Flooding. Mosquitoes L (Some.) Mongoose (or is it mongeese?) travel through our yard to hunt in the neighbor’s overgrown yard. (So, little chances for cobra snakes, right? They aren’t in Guyana anyway. Terri says J!) We now have 2 three month old puppies for the mongoose to share the back yard too. Sort of a Rottweiller—Ridgeback (like a more docile Doberman) mix. The question is this. Will the puppies live long enough to rule the back yard or will the mongoose chase the puppies back into their pens? If they live long enough (only kidding) they will become watch dogs.

Thanks for your patience while we were offline. Hope you missed us. We look forward to bringing some interesting tidbits from life in Guyana.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

The Invasion of the Amphibians!

The invasion of the Amphibians

Our rural, breezy pleasant existence has been invaded by small frogs with big eyes. Now I know how Frodo and Samwise Ganges felt when they were tailed by Gollum—that frog-like creature. Our amphibious friends are not as sinister though—actually they are rather cute up to now. When you enter the bathroom you are serenaded by frogs singing “Ribbett-Ribbett!”—A rather watered down version though I must say. J My only fear is that they do not produce tadpoles in the toilet— Oh I’m Aghast—a plague?

I am reminded in James to not give in to the little frogs of sin around us which ends up with a lot of lust that becomes sin. Our defense is found in Romans 8, “If we walk in the Spirit we will not fulfill the lust of the flesh.”

Lately if you were here you would have seen us hard at work. Terri is sewing lacy type curtains and “installing them” as well as putting up knick-knacks, cleaning and preparing yummy meals. Today was BBQ Chicken sandwiches and the Potter’s favorite salad—Terri’s potato salad. I have been transforming a shipping crate into a dog pen, setting up our water filtering system and securing some doors and cleaning up some in the yard.

Well, we are off to Jon’s graduation on Wednesday at 2:00 A.M. so until we get back, watch out for the Amphibians.