~Our Sunday~

The Lord gave us a good Sunday. Sunday evening we were to meet our friend John and his children for they were going to go to church with us. So our family walked the mile to where we were supposed to meet them, and they weren't there. About 10 mins. later they called and told us where they were and we understood that they were going to come to meet us where we were. However, we understood wrong...and they didn't show up. So, Phillip knowing that he needed to get to church on time to get the doors opened told me that he was going to have to go ahead and take a taxi the 45 mins. to our church. So, I told him that he could take Sarah and Noah and leave Kimberly with Elijah and I and we would wait for our friend John and his children and come in a taxi with them. So, they left and we were waiting for our friend John, when 10 mins. later my phone rang and Phillip told me that he had just met up with John and his kids on his way to our church and that they were all headed to church together...and that that meant that Kimberly, Elijah and I needed to get a taxi and come alone. UGH!! I HATE trying to get taxis to take us to the areas of our churches for most taxi drivers don't want to go and complain the whole way, drop us off half way up the mountain, charge us more, etc. But...Phillip was praying and God gave us a nice taxi driver who took us up there without complaining and didn't try to overcharge us either. Praise the Lord!
~Our Sunday night crowd. Thank the Lord there were 37 there.~
~Part of the 37 that were in church Sunday night. (That brown part on the wall was fixed while we were in the States and now we plan to re-paint the inside of the church.)~
~Paula, (John's daughter) Kimberly, Sarah and Noah nearly home from walking the mile we walk from where the bus drops us off.~
~Part of the children in the class.~
~These 2 ladies are teaching the younger children so that the adults (mostly parents of these children) can hear the message and learn more about God without having to try to keep their children quiet.~
~Our friend John and his son Phillip holding Elijah on the way home from our Sunday night service. They have been such an encouragement in coming and helping us in our churches some.~
~On the bus coming home from our Sunday night service.~
John and his family came in for a snack and while we ate we watched the inspiring life of John Huss...a martyr for Jesus.
~For over a year we have been saving the offerings from both of our churches and just this past weekend the Lord helped us to buy chairs for both churches using their own offerings.~
Now I leave you with a Prayer request!! It's not easy taking our baby Elijah to the poor areas where our churches are (fleas, lice, sicknesses, disease, etc.)...but I am trying to go as often as I can. I DO NOT want the people touching his hands or his face for most of them have NO RUNNING WATER in their houses and who knows when is the last time they have washed their hands. I DO NOT want Elijah getting sick, and his bottom 2 teeth are coming in so he ALWAYS has his hand in his mouth now! I know that our church people want to greet Elijah (and I want them too)...I just try to ALWAYS hide his hands in his blanket so they cannot touch his hands...but babies always are moving so it's hard to keep them covered. Well, on Sunday night...a lady walked up to Elijah and I heard another lady tell this lady (a mother of 10 children) that I DID NOT want people touching Elijah's face and hands....and she said something like, "I don't care, I'm going to touch them anyways" and before I could stop her she was kissing and touching Elijah's hand. GRRRR!! I quickly turned Elijah away from her and told her that she couldn't touch his hands for he was teething and ALWAYS put his hands in his mouth. I did my best to clean off his hands...but still get frustrated when I think of the incident! It's a fine line...I don't want to offend any of our church people, but neither can I risk my little baby's health. Just please help me pray that God will protect Elijah from sickness, or diseases. I think that you mothers will understand my heart and will help me pray. Thanks!