
Our morning just burst into movement with the offloading of supplies into the school for the day there and running to and and from hardware stores and markets to get the supplies that we needed.
Kieth was called into action almost immediately with the buzz on the street. An elderly woman was walking pasts us and a little red taxi beeped to let her know he was coming by. she turned to see the taxi and did not see the speed bump in front of her. this 85 yr old woman tripped and broke her nose. blood was everywhere.
The construction team got organized and flowed like a team should. The example was set and even though they could not speak the local indian dialect the locals knw what to do. It was said that it seemed as though they could just speak to eachother though love. They jopined in and helped and the work force doubled. With this amount of help they were able toget the floors done on these houses incredibly fast. The helper from the church says at this rate the will have the houses done in a day or two.



They passed the bucket brigade of dirt and rocks toi fill ibn the floors. They jumped into the back of a truckl and road it into town to grab the lumber for the roofs
They passed the bucket brigade of dirt and rocks toi fill ibn the floors. They jumped into the back of a truckl and road it into town to grab the lumber for the roofs

I was pulled off the construction team as expected to plumb up a water storage take on the roof of the school.


The medical team got organized and saw about 45 children and adults through the course of the day. We started the lice treatments and stopped and started and stopped and I will explain later about this.



The medical team got organized and saw about 45 children and adults through the course of the day. We started the lice treatments and stopped and started and stopped and I will explain later about this.


Half of the construction team came back to the school and helped with the VBS. At first there were only a few kids(apprx 10) then there numbers exploded to about 100-150. It was a great day for VBS and they described it as controlled kaos.



Vbs worship, games and crafts. just God loving craziness.



Half of the construction team stayed in the village and sveral of the woman from the church came to the village to talk, encourage, and pray for the people who are in such need of the love of Christ.

Jenn discribed how they went into the homes of this village and talked and prayed. They had no translaters with them and yet she knew what they were saying and what they were praying for. And she prayed with themwith heart fealt words that the holy spirit just poured out of them and the tears flowed.
The day ended in the village with Keith coming out to wash and treat this ladies feet that I showed you pictures of. It was a picture of Jesus to me, the care and the love that Keith, Melonie, and Chantelle showed to this woman as they washed her and touched her with love and respect. I am at a loss for words to discribe my teammate. Keith took off his own socks to help keep her feet clean and keep the bugs out. Melonie said that as soon as they peeled a scab off to treat it the flies and bugs would sworm to get into the freshly exposed wound. Tara gave her own shoes tohelp the woman keep her feet out of the dirt and to try and give her comfort. They discribed there working together as though they k new what the other need, Chantelle would hand Keith tools and swabs and bandages with out him even getting to speak a word. They described it as though there thought just flowed together.



Vbs worship, games and crafts. just God loving craziness.



Half of the construction team stayed in the village and sveral of the woman from the church came to the village to talk, encourage, and pray for the people who are in such need of the love of Christ.
Jenn discribed how they went into the homes of this village and talked and prayed. They had no translaters with them and yet she knew what they were saying and what they were praying for. And she prayed with themwith heart fealt words that the holy spirit just poured out of them and the tears flowed.

Our evening ended with dinner and a visit from the ladies from the church. They had brought some of ther bead and loom work for us to buy. We shared how the day effected us(as how I got the stories for above). We shared the love that flowed from the team and how the teamwork flowed and our tears flowed as Jenn described her experience with the women in the village praying. And I could not hold back my tears as I watch Keith tear up as he described that we would not be able to cur the woman in the village. That she has a serious blood cerculation problem that is causing the ulcers on her legs and feet.
I am still not sure how to write all of this. I am crying as I remember the stories of the days events.
I will end with the story of how our laughter flowed.
The pastor came to pic up the women selling there works and explained with a smile that I was in trouble. During my work on the tank on the roof I was working with a deacon from the church. Though most of the time I had access to the translaters at this moment I did not and our comunication did Not flow. I had to drain the storage tankl to cut in a tee and I cut the top of the pipe to have a controled leak to drain it down. I went to start on another part of the work and turned to see the Deacon cutting the pipe all the way off. He thought he was doing what I had asked and it was not. Just a big communication break down. The water flew off the roof and hit the tin roof and went showering into the courtyard where Jack was trying to tell the story of (AHHHH I cant remember there names ) Meshack shadrack and benny in the furnace. Hope you are laughing at me becaus eeveryone did and I am ok with that.Well this is not the end of the story. In the attempt to get the water from showering into the courtyard we put a 90 elbow on the pipe and attach another pipe to direct the water the other direction. The water shot of the into the street and into the back of a truck filled with the women that were waiting to be driven to the village to pray.
To look back there are words that describe and join a common themne through this story we are in. Like the love of Christ. His living water will fill us and flow from us aand we will never thirst again. The Love flowed, the teamwork flowed, The work flowed, the prayers flowed, the tears flowed, the laughter flowed, and the water flowed.
Dear God, Father, Daddy, I love you. Thank you for letting us be here.
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