Last night the neighborhood filled with the loud sounds of mourning. Neighbors lost a family member. Shrill screams mixed with deep agonizing cries filled the air. Hard to listen to without reflecting on death. So thankful know Him who conquered death and gives us hope.
Another loud noise in the community this week consisted of heavy equipment working on the road. The road improvements hope encourage people from Cap Haitian to visit the nice beaches past us on the coast. Unfortunately the road grader damaged some of the cement at the edge of the road. We realize that while a smoother road makes trips easier on the body the down side exists of vehicles will travel faster, increasing danger to pedestrians and folks standing by the road.
Kodiak. Space waiting for new school books. |
The teacher originally thought 1.5 hours a day! NOPE. Will start with one hour a day, two days a week and see how it works. He also thinks that folks who say French is hard to learn are wrong. I tried to lower his expectations by telling him at least two of us have trouble with languages...will see. We figure that time spent with the French now will not only benefit all of us with church and living in Haiti but may someday help the kids with college language requirements.
Prayer: Sunday services. Beth's second round of chemo on Monday. French lessons.
Thankful: Instant message with family.
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