It's Wednesday, "My Sweet Lord"

A day of rest? 

We shall see 

We shall see

At least for me 

I need it to be.

I need some time alone and to process things. Chris and Brynna got up and walked down to the Baptist Haiti Mission to work a bit. I asked them to be on the lookout for an onion for purchase on the street. Carrots, potatoes, mac & cheese and fresh tomatoes are on the menu for dinner and an onion would really help things along. 

Still no electric since Monday night here at the apartment and the inverter finally ran out... therefore, no wi-fi either. I'm getting a cardio workout each time we go to the school. I have to stop about half way up the biggest hill each time to let my heart stop beating so fast that my cheeks are about to explode. Brynna calls me a tomato. I don't think that's nice. My feet and legs are achy today. I may or may not be too old for this. We'll see. I think it's just a big adjustment. There's no just jumping in a car and driving to what you want... now, we walk, wait and ride to what we need. Up until this point we haven't had any conflict with our wants, but I'm sure that day will come. I'm anxious to see how far off the tap-tap route the new school is. Thinking it won't be as much of a physical burden. 

It's sunny today and I'm hoping to capture a couple shots from our dining room window of the ocean! We can just barely see the ocean when it's not too foggy, dusty, smoky, cloudy, whatever you want to call it...

We invited Joseph, 13 yr old son of our landlord up to play Mexican Trains last night, but he didn't come. He told me this morning that he was sorry he couldn't come but had to drink chocolate with his grandma who has been showing signs of dementia. I told him we had a meeting tonight at 6:00, but he could come at 7:00 to play tonight. He was very excited. He doesn't start school now until September 8th so he's rather bored. He's 13 and his voice is in the middle of the crackling changes of adolescence. It's rather precious the energy and innocence he projects. He's definitely not giving me any indication that he's got any of the same attitudes of the boys we've been passing on the streets. He seems to be protected from most of the ugliness.

Sunday, he came home and was excited to announce that he had gotten "his name written in the Lambs Book of Life". He had made a decision to become a believer. His dad was a Preacher. I'm still trying to figure out what Henry actually does. He's not really in the preaching ministry at the moment to my understanding. Although, he told us he and his wife are working with young people to show them movies to illustrate the gospel and communicating via e-mail with them. So, it sounds he's somewhat of a youth pastor. But, still, I'm not completely sure.

Guess what I'm doing for the first time since we've been here? Listening to music! Hallelujah! I just finally got the chance to miss it. I've cranked up the king's new album, "Neon Steeple" and am jamming to "Come Alive" right now! "Your love is a remedy for the sickness in my heart." But, I may only listen to one other song to conserve on the battery life I do have available at the moment... we never know when the city electric will kick on or off. There's no rhyme or reason. So, I chose to listen to "My Sweet Lord" as my last song for now. Have you heard it? Check it out! It's a duet with someone very classic, classy and amazingly talented.  

Chris and Brynna returned from working and studying at the BHM cafe... and you'll never guess what they had in a bag! They had taken back the water jug and Melanie asked if we'd like a few onions... actually a bag full! lol! WHY YES an onion is the only thing that I asked for and once again The Lord provided unexpectedly, abundantly, more than I could have ever asked or imagined.

Today's VOTD from our Small Group at the Church at Pleasant Grove: 

"The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make his face shine upon you and be gracious to you; The Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace." Number 6:24-26