Next to the last…

3/25/11  Friday

2:06pm Washington, DC
1:06pm Alabama

He made me smile and is now my official “funniest sighting of the day”.   “He” is the guy working in China Wok at the Dulles Airport, here in DC.  He, an older Asian gentleman, was simply standing behind the counter.  He had his hat turned sideways (like a gangster) and it simply made me grin.  Context, eh?

Ah, the end of the trip.  Tim and I are a BIT road (plane)-weary but hanging in there.  Because of the day-light-savings-time change that happened while we were gone, our connecting flight just didn’t happen.  Therefore, we are in Washington, DC for four more hours.  After 23 hours of flying (!) it has created a potion for delirium.

On Wednesday (before we left Cape Town) Charlotte and I spent the morning together.  She took me to a neat outdoor-mall type of place with lots of little stores.  WE had fun just meandering through all the shops. (That is hard to do when the guys are around as they are a bit too impatient with us!)  I bought my last two souvenirs at a neat place called “RAIN” right after we ate a nice brunch.  I really enjoyed being around Charlotte and catching up over these last six weeks.  Though we have seen a LOT of each other, we haven’t had much opportunity to talk, so this set-aside morning was good for us.  We also went by Alyssa’s school for an hour or so and tagged items for their upcoming White Elephant (AKA: Yard Sale).

I was able to catch a short nap before we jaunted up to the church where they were finishing up a 2-day conference.  Tim and Peter managed to attend day two and both of us wanted to say our farewells to the LaTreau team since we had gotten a bit attached to them.  They surprised us by singing two songs to/over us in Afrikaans.  Then we were able to encourage and pray with them.  It was a very joyful and tearful time. I do so wish I could get them to come to Pike Road!

That night we (Peter, Charlotte, Tim and I) went out to eat with the three men that were leading the conference and Dionne, from the church staff.  It was a good “last night”.  When we got home, we hugged each of kids good bye and told them how great each of them are.  Peter and Charlotte are doing a great job rearing them.  All  four of them are kind, thoughtful and respectful (except when they are playing Bananagrams!)

Thursday morning, the day we left, Peter couldn’t stand it but to plan ‘just ONE MORE THING’ before we went to the airport.   Tim managed to pack all 200lbs of our stuff in our four pieces of luggage, and then we loaded it in the car and headed BACK to the church so we could leave it in a safe place.  (We then borrowed the church truck for our final touristy jaunt.)

We drove to a museum for District Six.  District Six was portion of town (a large neighborhood) that had stores, schools, thriving businesses, a YMCA and many homes…it was typical of every and any neighborhood in Cape Town with one major exception: it was integrated.  Whites, Blacks, and Coloreds ALL lived here by choice.

However, the government (Apartheid motivated) wanted segregation all across South Africa.  SO, in February of 1966, they began bulldozing the place after giving many families only a few days of notice.

The museum was a place of remembrance for this horrific governmental act.  Discrimination, prejudice and racism are alive and well all over the planet in one-way or another; the “South” does NOT have a monopoly on that!

We then jaunted over to Charlie’s Bakery for lunch: Meat Pies and Quiche…and, since it was a bakery, we just HAD to have some desserts: pig’s ears, red velvet cake, hummingbird cake and chocolate cake was our fare.  Whoa it was good!

WE got to the airport in plenty of time to sit and visit with Peter and Charlotte before loading on the plane for our grueling 23-hour journey.  We were appreciative that the little 2-year-old girl that screamed during ALL of her waking hours was sitting next to us (across the aisle) rather than behind us.   Her parents threatened numerous times to “swat” her and “take her to the bathroom”, but the little-one  ruled the day/night/meal-time, etc and managed to make the long journey just a tad-bit more miserable for everyone on board!  Whew.

So here we sit in Washington, DC, catching up on text messages and voice mails.  In our hasty-yet-failed-attempt to make our connecting flight, Tim inadvertently left his belt at the security checkpoint.  He does NOT like walking around without his belt and says that he WILL purchase a new one tomorrow!

I will write one more blog after this entitled: South Africa: These are a few of my favorite things.  It will really just go over all the quirky things that stood out to me during our journey

I am glad that I have written this “journal/blog” even though t is NOT in my nature to do this with as much commitment as I have had.  AND, I am glad that I had a few of my close friends and relatives join me on this unique journey…and do you I say: Thank you!

Selah moment, bananagrams and the waterfront

3/22/11

Sunday -Tuesday
8:37pm SA
1:37pm AL

I am thankful that our pace has slowed down from 5th to 3rd gear.  When I think about writing it wearies me but I am so thankful that God allowed me the grace to do so during this trip.  I am thankful that Jeff and Trudy McFarland not only encouraged me to do so, but challenged me.

Sunday morning we got up and headed for church.  Tim was prepared to preach and I was prepared to PAINT.  Yup, on March 1 God put a picture in my heart to paint during the church service.  I really do not like/enjoy painting in front of people and, quite frankly, resist doing that at every turn.  I didn’t want to do it Sunday and told peter that he could just place the easel on ground level.  That did not suit him so I ended up on the platform.  As if that wasn’t difficult enough, they brought a camera up and focused it on my canvas even before I began. I knew that I “had the picture” but doing this in church in front of such a LARGE congregation had me a bit flustered.

Peter explained what I was going to do: paint a prophetic picture… he suggested that if anyone heard from the Lord during the painting, to please come and tell him.  The music began and Tim looked at me and said, “Well, are ya going?”  I scooted on up the ramp that led to the stage and the Holy Spirit told me to get on my knees and pray.  I did so, out of the view of everyone. (I think.)  And then I painted away with freedom.  It was a rather odd picture (from my point of view) and something that I would not likely paint.  (I will post the picture on facebook later.)  A good handful of people told Peter that the Lord had spoken to them through the painting, which was very encouraging.  I hope and pray that seeds of worshipping through visual arts will be planted here and experience great growth in the years to come.

I had a neat thing happened when I left to go wash my hands (immediately after I finished my painting but still during worship).  I had to go out the doors by the stage.  You have to go up a set of stairs, and then thru the double doors and then up some more and then down some, down the hall and to the bathroom.  When I came back up the steps (and before I went back thru the double doors into the sanctuary) I heard a lone male voice speaking a foreign language. I quickly realized that he was speaking in tongues. Alone.   This man was up the other set of stairs and was praying for the church service.  I just sat down on the steps where I was and pondered the POWER of ONE person’s prayers. THAT was his role.  THAT is what HE was called to do and he was doing it with all his might.  It was a spectacular and powerful “selah” moment for me!

Then Tim preached on guarding against distractions.  It was timely and very encouraging.  He preached without a TIE and, I must say, I rather liked it. (Hint, hint)

After the service we had many hugs to give and receive as this would be the last time we would see many of our newfound friends.  We feel so blessed to have been a part of the Lighthouse portion of the Body of Christ for this season.  What a joy!

After the service, the Snyman’s had to take John (Charlotte’s brother) to the airport so Asher stayed with us and we snuck over to the local mall and found a restaurant (Ziggy’s) to eat in.  It was delicious and we enjoyed spending one on one time with Asher.  As an extra bonus, Walter and Colleen strolled by and we were able to should salutations from the balcony to them below!  (Yes, I even got a pic of that….)

Tim and I squeezed in a quick nap and  then Peter and Charlotte came in, gave us our normal “2-minute warning” and then the four of us were OFF again.  This time we visited Kirchenbosch (SP?) Botanical Gardens!  In order NOT to hachet this unique fun fact, I have taken the liberty to cut and paste it off of a South African website:

Some 10% of the world’s flowering species are found in South Africa, the only country in the world with an entire plant kingdom inside its borders: the Cape Floristic Kingdom, which contains 8,600 species, 68% of them endemic. The Cape Peninsula alone boasts more plant species than the whole of Great Britain. (http://www.southafrica.info/about/animals/flora.htm)

We hardly were able to go thru 1/3 of the gardens and most of the flowers were not blooming (fall is JUST beginning here) but I honestly don’t think I closed my dropping jaw the entire time.  It was stunning, beautiful, breathtaking and amazing.  Our wonderful creator had SO much fun in THIS plant kingdom.  It was astounding.

We did manage to squeeze in some coffee and treats (Tim and I split a grill-warmed cinnamon bun) and enjoyed the face time with Peter and Charlotte.

We then went to church to hear Kobus Theron do his final teaching on Spiritual Warfare.  It was so good and we were thankful that we chose to go.  I will Google him later and get some of his info.  He is an anointed and gifted teacher.

Then HOME where I taught David, Peter, Alyssa and Asher (and his friends Andrew, Whelan, and Kyle) how to play Bananagrams.  Charlotte joined in when she finished baking 2 carrot cakes (I think this is the 3rd time she has made those things since we have been here!)  Tim was a party pooper and opted for television…the first time I think that he has watched an entire show in 6 weeks!

Off to bed and then up Monday morning.  Charlotte had scheduled some “appointments” for Tim and I…Tim got his backrub and Charlotte and I had pedicures.  (funfact: this is the first pedicure I have ever had laying down on my back…)

Since this was a National Workers Holiday here in South Africa, many places were closed.  Peter kept asking if there was something that we wanted to do, but Tim and I opted to stay home.  He wasn’t feeling well (we believe he is having some side-effects from the malaria-preventive medication) and I wanted to read.  IT actually felt good to be STILL for one of the first times on our ‘sabbatical’!

Later that evening, Zacky insisted that we teach him how to play Bananagrams.  We did and all of the fam had a great time playing together.  I finally “hit the wall” so I said my farewells to Zacky as that would be the last time I saw him.  He is in a boarding school 30 minutes away and would be leaving early Tuesday morning to return to school!

Today was Colleen (Peter’s mother’s) 70th birthday.  Peter was scheduled to photograph her riding a motorcycle (!) and he and Charlotte were going to Paarl to watch Zacky play rugby so Tim and I had the day to ourselves.

We, again, borrowed their car and, this time, headed to the waterfront at Cape Town.  Tim is doing quite well driving on the left hand side of the road.  This, in itself, is quite a feat.  But he also has had to adjust sitting on the right side of the car WITH while working the standard transmission with his left hand!  HE IS MY HERO and actually did quite well with this foreign concept!!

We ate a rather nice breakfast and then simply meandered thru town (I would say “piddled around” but “piddling” in South Africa means the same thing as “tinkling” does back in the states.)

WE purchased just a few more souvenirs and had a very relaxing time.  We got backing the car at 3:00ish to head back and pick up 12-year-old David from school.  He directed us back to the local supermarket (Tim and I decided we would cook tonight) and purchased spaghetti ingredients.  They all rolled in about 6:00 and we all ate, then Charlotte, the barista, prepared coffee for all of us and cut into her carrot cake (FINALLY!)

Tim has conked out early and Peter has left to appear on a radio talk show for teenagers form 10:00 to 11:00.  (He asked me to go, but since I hit the wall by 10:30, I declined!)

I plan on blogging at least once more before returning to the states.  (I have made a list of my favorite South African peculiarities!)  That ought to be fun!

3/22/11

Sunday -Tuesday
8:37pm SA
1:37pm AL

I am thankful that our pace has slowed down from 5th to 3rd gear.  When I think about writing it wearies me but I am so thankful that God allowed me the grace to do so during this trip.  I am thankful that Jeff and Trudy McFarland not only encouraged me to do so, but challenged me.

Sunday morning we got up and headed for church.  Tim was prepared to preach and I was prepared to PAINT.  Yup, on March 1 God put a picture in my heart to paint during the church service.  I really do not like/enjoy painting in front of people and, quite frankly, resist doing that at every turn.  I didn’t want to do it Sunday and told peter that he could just place the easel on ground level.  That did not suit him so I ended up on the platform.  As if that wasn’t difficult enough, they brought a camera up and focused it on my canvas even before I began. I knew that I “had the picture” but doing this in church in front of such a LARGE congregation had me a bit flustered.

Peter explained what I was going to do: paint a prophetic picture… he suggested that if anyone heard from the Lord during the painting, to please come and tell him.  The music began and Tim looked at me and said, “Well, are ya going?”  I scooted on up the ramp that led to the stage and the Holy Spirit told me to get on my knees and pray.  I did so, out of the view of everyone. (I think.)  And then I painted away with freedom.  It was a rather odd picture (from my point of view) and something that I would not likely paint.  (I will post the picture on facebook later.)  A good handful of people told Peter that the Lord had spoken to them through the painting, which was very encouraging.  I hope and pray that seeds of worshipping through visual arts will be planted here and experience great growth in the years to come.

I had a neat thing happened when I left to go wash my hands (immediately after I finished my painting but still during worship).  I had to go out the doors by the stage.  You have to go up a set of stairs, and then thru the double doors and then up some more and then down some, down the hall and to the bathroom.  When I came back up the steps (and before I went back thru the double doors into the sanctuary) I heard a lone male voice speaking a foreign language. I quickly realized that he was speaking in tongues. Alone.   This man was up the other set of stairs and was praying for the church service.  I just sat down on the steps where I was and pondered the POWER of ONE person’s prayers. THAT was his role.  THAT is what HE was called to do and he was doing it with all his might.  It was a spectacular and powerful “selah” moment for me!

Then Tim preached on guarding against distractions.  It was timely and very encouraging.  He preached without a TIE and, I must say, I rather liked it. (Hint, hint)

After the service we had many hugs to give and receive as this would be the last time we would see many of our newfound friends.  We feel so blessed to have been a part of the Lighthouse portion of the Body of Christ for this season.  What a joy!

After the service, the Snyman’s had to take John (Charlotte’s brother) to the airport so Asher stayed with us and we snuck over to the local mall and found a restaurant (Ziggy’s) to eat in.  It was delicious and we enjoyed spending one on one time with Asher.  As an extra bonus, Walter and Colleen strolled by and we were able to should salutations from the balcony to them below!  (Yes, I even got a pic of that….)

Tim and I squeezed in a quick nap and  then Peter and Charlotte came in, gave us our normal “2-minute warning” and then the four of us were OFF again.  This time we visited Kirchenbosch (SP?) Botanical Gardens!  In order NOT to hachet this unique fun fact, I have taken the liberty to cut and paste it off of a South African website:

Some 10% of the world’s flowering species are found in South Africa, the only country in the world with an entire plant kingdom inside its borders: the Cape Floristic Kingdom, which contains 8,600 species, 68% of them endemic. The Cape Peninsula alone boasts more plant species than the whole of Great Britain. (http://www.southafrica.info/about/animals/flora.htm)

We hardly were able to go thru 1/3 of the gardens and most of the flowers were not blooming (fall is JUST beginning here) but I honestly don’t think I closed my dropping jaw the entire time.  It was stunning, beautiful, breathtaking and amazing.  Our wonderful creator had SO much fun in THIS plant kingdom.  It was astounding.

We did manage to squeeze in some coffee and treats (Tim and I split a grill-warmed cinnamon bun) and enjoyed the face time with Peter and Charlotte.

We then went to church to hear Kobus Theron do his final teaching on Spiritual Warfare.  It was so good and we were thankful that we chose to go.  I will Google him later and get some of his info.  He is an anointed and gifted teacher.

Then HOME where I taught David, Peter, Alyssa and Asher (and his friends Andrew, Whelan, and Kyle) how to play Bananagrams.  Charlotte joined in when she finished baking 2 carrot cakes (I think this is the 3rd time she has made those things since we have been here!)  Tim was a party pooper and opted for television…the first time I think that he has watched an entire show in 6 weeks!

Off to bed and then up Monday morning.  Charlotte had scheduled some “appointments” for Tim and I…Tim got his backrub and Charlotte and I had pedicures.  (funfact: this is the first pedicure I have ever had laying down on my back…)

Since this was a National Workers Holiday here in South Africa, many places were closed.  Peter kept asking if there was something that we wanted to do, but Tim and I opted to stay home.  He wasn’t feeling well (we believe he is having some side-effects from the malaria-preventive medication) and I wanted to read.  IT actually felt good to be STILL for one of the first times on our ‘sabbatical’!

Later that evening, Zacky insisted that we teach him how to play Bananagrams.  We did and all of the fam had a great time playing together.  I finally “hit the wall” so I said my farewells to Zacky as that would be the last time I saw him.  He is in a boarding school 30 minutes away and would be leaving early Tuesday morning to return to school!

Today was Colleen (Peter’s mother’s) 70th birthday.  Peter was scheduled to photograph her riding a motorcycle (!) and he and Charlotte were going to Paarl to watch Zacky play rugby so Tim and I had the day to ourselves.

We, again, borrowed their car and, this time, headed to the waterfront at Cape Town.  Tim is doing quite well driving on the left hand side of the road.  This, in itself, is quite a feat.  But he also has had to adjust sitting on the right side of the car WITH while working the standard transmission with his left hand!  HE IS MY HERO and actually did quite well with this foreign concept!!

We ate a rather nice breakfast and then simply meandered thru town (I would say “piddled around” but “piddling” in South Africa means the same thing as “tinkling” does back in the states.)

WE purchased just a few more souvenirs and had a very relaxing time.  We got backing the car at 3:00ish to head back and pick up 12-year-old David from school.  He directed us back to the local supermarket (Tim and I decided we would cook tonight) and purchased spaghetti ingredients.  They all rolled in about 6:00 and we all ate, then Charlotte, the barista, prepared coffee for all of us and cut into her carrot cake (FINALLY!)

Tim has conked out early and Peter has left to appear on a radio talk show for teenagers form 10:00 to 11:00.  (He asked me to go, but since I hit the wall by 10:30, I declined!)

I plan on blogging at least once more before returning to the states.  (I have made a list of my favorite South African peculiarities!)  That ought to be fun!

 

What is unseen is eternal

3/19/11 (Thursday – Saturday)

5:30pm SA
10:30am AL

I do believe that we are finally recovering from our 10 day journey to Lesotho, Swaziland, and beyond!  It was an intriguing trip and I am sure that it will take some time to process it.  I am thankful that we have rested up a bit from it, even tho we did hit the ground running when we got back.

Tim and I had an appointment on Thursday morning at 10:00 with Annette.  Now Annette has a beautiful $10.00 Mozambique name (Ntombiyenkosi Muchache, which means ‘daughter of the Lord’) but I can hardly spell it, no less pronounce it, so she allows me to call her by her birth name: Annette.

Annette is a long-term Mozambique missionary who is on a one-year furlough in Cape Town.  She attends Lighthouse and they allow her to have an office at the church where she is working on her book: “Deep Secrets of Africa”, as well as doing deliverance counseling.

I met her at the Art Worship workshop that I led a few weeks back where we experienced, from my vantage point, an instant connection.  She is soft-spoken and seems just a bit out of place in this western culture.  She has a deep love for the Mozambique people as well as the whole of Africa.  I wanted to make an appointment with her in order to talk about something that she referred to during our initial conversation: regional strongholds.  She had mentioned that in order for an area to really experience the gospel, the strongholds in the regions had to be dealt with or they would not experience the fullness of the gospel of Jesus Christ.  Now I have heard speakers and pray warrior refer to this, but her was a woman from a different country who was living out and dealing with an entire nations ‘stuff’.

Tim and I went with her office.  (OH, on the way to the office, Annelise, a wonderful woman who is on staff at Lighthouse) pulled me into an empty room to tell me that God had given her a word for me.  Annelise said, “God says, ‘go’!  Like, you know, ‘on your mark, get set, GO!”  I smiled as I thought it was very fitting for the two meeting that we had lined up for the day.)

Anyway, Annette, a white 40ish woman with a slight build, a quiet countenance and a knowing smile, greeted us with hugs.  We wasted no time with chit-chat.  I wanted to know about the significance of regional strongholds and exactly “how” you learned about them.  I should have guessed that she would say, “ask the Lord to reveal them.” J sigh.   She went onto say to find out as much about the history of Montgomery/Pike Road as I can and then start to write down significant things that are area-wide issues.

She told us of her journey in Mozambique and the seven spirits that reign there.  She said that praying/praising is significant to the breakthroughs.

She said that when folks come (on mission to Mozambique) they normally want to do something with the kids or with their hands (i.e. build something) because it gives them a sense of satisfaction and/or a story to report back to the church.  She said that what she needs, though, are people who are willing to come and pray with her:  To do prayer walks and to ask God how to pray while there.  She totally understood ‘their need’ but so desired to pray with people for her country as the Lord led.  She said, “we must know there is a lot happening in the spirit realm, even if I am simply praying or [am] present.”  Selah.

Once you have names of regional strongholds/demons, then praying freedom over individuals is so much easier.  She mentioned on pastor who counseled with one sheet of paper: on the front were a short list of questions that he always asked, and on the back where the list of the seven region spirits that he would pray for freedom from.  Whoa!

We went on to talk about blood covenants, fragmented (or scattered) souls, the significance of names and ‘naming it’ (ie, God saw fit to name animals, us, stars, etc.), asking forgiveness, redeeming the land, generational stuff, known sin (and dealing with it, because of the walls that it builds), as well as many other interesting and intriguing spiritual things of which I have pages of notes.

I told here that I had done counseling with people who manifested demonic activity but that I was “tentative” about it.  Tim was the one who is more comfortable about doing that.  Annette said, “but it is simple.  You don’t need to complicate it.”  She said, “ all you have to do is “throw a stone in the bush!  Nothing can go wrong if you test it.  Begin,” she went on, “by asking Jesus to ‘show them the cross.’  IF they see Jesus ON the cross, then there is more to deal with.”  (!)  The implication being that Jesus’ work is complete: he is NOT on the cross any longer!  She encouraged me that I couldn’t “lose” and that I may GAIN.  (Sounds good.)

She said that she discovers WHEN she practices.  If she hears it in her spirit (and it passes the test of being from the Lord) then she will do whatever he tells her to do/say/pray.  Simple enough.

We talked a bit about the significance of the number 7 and God using that number.  She encouraged me to ask God for 7 ruling spirits in our region.  I am asking.

I also asked her what were the seven ruling spirits in Mozambique.  She told me they are:

1)   Lion (breaking down marriages, jealousy, bewitched to fail)

2)   Mondow (Chief in charge: Killing)

3)   Snake-mongoni (sickness, ie AIDS)

4)   Inzuzu (water/witchcraft)

5)   Mongouii (addictions/alcoholism)

6)   Poverty (“I sit on their shoulders…”)

7)   Sexual-tokholoshe

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Annette also mentioned religious spirits (ie, worshipping, praying to ‘saints’ rather than God) and items that may have curses on them.  She encouraged us to pray over all of our souvenirs that we had (and would) purchase and if we were uneasy in any way and taking them back to just dump them.

Annette is a very joy-filled person and walks with God.  She spends lots of time with him asking for His leadership in dealing with these areas.  I am thankful to be on the list of people who will be notified when her book is finished within this year.

We then headed back ‘home’ for lunch and then had our second appointment with Amanda at a local coffee shop.   As we shared with Amanda about ‘why’ we wanted to meet with her, a gentleman came up (her husband, apparently) and sat down.  This, initially, made me uncomfortable, as our time was so short and we had many questions to ask her.  (Amanda, like Annette, operates in the spirit realm and has gained quite a bit authority in South Africa; she also speaks around the world.)

We were introduced to Roly (Roland) and he listened as we shared.  Amanda answered a lot of our questions and gave us great insight.  Roly spoke little, but when he did, wisdom prevailed.  I was very glad that he was there and shared his insight with us.  I still have a lot to process from that 2-hour period, as well.  WE prayed together, hugged and promised to speak again.

Peter came about that time and sat in on the last few minutes of our meeting.  We then went by his parents’ house to borrow a car.  We met June from New York who was just visiting for a few days.  We also got a tour of their lovely home.  Did I mention that it was LOVELY?…oh, lovely!

Tim drove back to the house, continually murmuring: “kick Karen to the kurb!”  (That is the mental gymnastic he plays to remind himself to STAY on the LEFT side of the road!)

On Friday Tim and I borrowed that car on Friday morning.  We had intentions of visiting a little Art Village.  BUT, after going a bit (45 minutes) out of the way, regaining our bearings and then getting caught behind an accident  (about 30-40 minutes) we finally reached the coast, found some cute shops and decided to hang out there for a while rather than go thru the mountain pass to our original destination.  The goal was to simply “be together” so missing the art village was not that big of a deal.  It was fun just taking our sweet time and visiting the different stores.  We also ate a little lunch there.  Tim, wisely, ordered a hamburger and I ordered a sweet and sour Ostrich meat pie.  Unfortunately, mine tasted like a sloppy joe.  Since Tim actually ‘likes’ sloppy joes, he shared the second half of his burger with me and finished off my Ostrich pie.  Whew.

We were back to the house by 4:00ish and ordered pizza for the crew.  Then Tim and Peter left for a men’s bible study that Tim taught.

I headed for my room to read and pray for while.  It was a sweet, unhurried time.  Then Charlotte came in and we chatted and prayed for quite some time.  It was a wonderful time with her, one that I will remember forever.  Charlotte is a precious friend and is gifted in abundance in many areas!

Today we were up at 8:00ish and headed to the market where we purchased a few souvenirs and then to the beach.  Tim and Peter kayaked.  Alyssa played in the sand and I read some of the journals that Amanda had provided for Tim and me.  It was a very restful day, including the swim in the Snymans’ pool and the lazy nap that I had.

All this leads me to sitting by the pool again at dusk.  David and Alyssa are swimming, Peter and Tim are watching Rugby on TV, Zach and his friend went to party, Asher is trying to wake up, and Charlotte and her brother are busy in the other room…I wonder if she is cooking…maybe I should offer to help….