Sunday morning, quiet and alone in the room, although everyone else is in the kitchen, fellowshipping around breakfast and some good smelling bisquits that Carol made. It's causing my stomach to growl but sometimes, you just have to tell your stomach to be quiet. I remember the first time I heard that statement. When I asked Petty Tom what they did when they were hungry (during the years without a job), he said "I tell my stomach to be quiet." Could that be a long lost secret to weight loss?
Yesterday we opened our first teaching session of Bible school with worshipping the Lord, spending more time at it than an opening song and prayer. Oh my! His presence descended and we had a hard time stopping. I placed it on Youtube: walkersable is the name of our site. It's also on Facebook, just a brief glimpse into our time of singing which remains with me today.
On Saturday we all meet here for a Haitian meal and fellowship, about the only time all of us get together and now there are nine at the table. (Nancy Hibbard, Carol and Spencer Horrigan, Dan Joshu, Al and Bev Carpenter, Barb Macleod, Gary and I) Bev brought Pablo because his coughing is quite intense and the nanny isn't real good with sick children. He is so tiny we forget he's two years old. The other reason for Bev's precaution was the death of a little girl Barb had in her house for two days. The child was nine months old and weighed nine pounds. Barb wanted to get her to the Cuban doctors but death intervened. It happened about three in the morning. Barb got up to her crying, gave her a drink of water and a few minutes later she was gone. This is the second child Barb has had die while in her care. That's a pretty big load to carry. Haiti and death go hand in hand and it can be very hard to live here. The little girl had never been fed breast milk or any milk for that matter. The poor Haitians give a newborn a porridge made of flour, that's all. How can that sustain life? Your question may be, why didn't they nurse her. Most often the malnourished mother has not milk and peasants do what they've seen their family members do. Barb didn't know anything about this child early enough to really rescue her. Of course, our conversation centered around what we could do and how it all boils down to money. Solomon said: Ecc 10:19 A feast is made for laughter, And wine makes merry; But money answers everything.
And the Word tells us that God supplies all our need. We have a place for boys, we need a place for girls. There is nothing like planting in famine and reaping a harvest. This House of Hope was birthed right at the time of the economic crisis and it will go on and prosper in the name of Jesus. We will see another house for girls.
Aside from that, Bible school was glorious yesterday. We were thrilled at the attention of the students, the presence of the Lord and the joy of sharing the Word of God. You know how it is when things you do "feel good". In spite of the heat we were intense as we taught. Even Kevin, who is recovering from Bells Palsy was very intense as he translated for me.
Yesterday reminded me there is no place else I'd rather be than here, laboring in this vineyard. May you all have a wonderful day, worshiping the Lord!
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