Tuesday, 10.09.18
Mayette
10:27pm
Bonswa, y’all.
Patrick has been watching lots of woodworking videos, and wants to start a woodworking shop. He’ll name it The Nazarene Woodworking Shop. Jesus was a carpenter in Nazareth. So, he’s been teaching Tichrist some simple woodworking things for a few months now.
So, today we thought we’d check it out. We ended up making a shelf for our bedroom and a bed. I’m very excited for both. We didn’t have much storage, and our bed was.. ok. We rolled to the middle and it was real squeaky, but honestly, it was fine. But now I have a bed fit for a queen. I’ll post pics later. No internet tonight.
I asked Patrick why we didn’t have any service on our phones. He said, “what do you mean?” I said, “it just says, no service.” He says, “what is your question…?” Ummmmm, why is there no service??? How can I fix that? He laughed and laughed and told Cherline what I had asked and she laughed, and Patrick laughed some more. Turns out, when there’s no service, there’s no service. You don’t call Verizon angrily, you don’t pay some cash to fix it, there is just no service. When it comes back on, it comes back on. π€·π½ββοΈπ€·π½ββοΈ
I’m not in America, I’m still learning guys.
Anyway, barb told me you don’t have to pray for patience in Haiti. If you live in Haiti, patience will come. It’s forced on ya, and you have no choice, but to be patient. Lol.
Marlowe’s friend Claoujda, came over again this afternoon. Marlowe squealed, “my friend is here!!!!” They swung on the swings for awhile then Marlowe commanded her to stop. So she stopped. Mar commanded her to come with her, so she came. From then on they basically played Simon says. Marlowe told her what to do, sternly, and she obeyed. ππππ they crawled underneath our bed, in the yard, through the selves, all over the boards and plywood and tools in the shed. Tim and Tichrist just kept working patiently around them. I kept yelling at Mar to stop yelling at Claoujda. But Claoujda didn’t seem to mind. π€·π½ββοΈ
I came outside at one point and found Tim, bald. Cher’s cousin had come by, and knew Tim had been asking for a tandez, haircut, so he gave Tim one so I didn’t have too! He used a comb and a razor blade only!
The guys, Amos, Philpe, collected honey from the hives today. They got a little more than 4 gallons of liquid gold. Patrick was disappointed, though; he said we should’ve gotten about 10 gallons. He says wax trays inside the boxes aren’t good, he should buy others. But they’re expensive, about $200 would get him all good ones.
Clerveou stopped by with fresh mangoes, avocados, onions, tomatoes, even lettuce (!!!) and a lot more. I like that guy a little more every time he does that!!! Hahaha he loves Marlowe too, every time she sees him she runs towards him with her hand out cause he always gives her cookies or fruit or a donut or something.
Tonight Patrick taught a lesson on lajan again. Tuesday night bible study. Remember what lajan means?? π° I sat in, but I wish I would have left Mar with Tim; I missed half of it because of her. I have to pay close attention to what’s being said, to understand. Then Marlowe would say, “look mama, I’m gonna stomp the bees!!” while she was barefoot. Or “look mama, Amos!” And then try to run across the gazebo, during prayer, to give him a high five. And then I’d loose my focus and have to try to find my way into the conversation again!
At one point a coconut fell on the tin roof, and I grabbed Marlowe and stood up, ready to run, because I thought it was a gun shot!!!! None of them even flinched I tell you!!! Cherline was in the middle of talking and laughed so hard she forgot what she was saying!! Hahahahah silly Americans, afraid of the coconut.
I did understand some things though. The importance of giving, in order to be blessed. God blesses us, when we give. It’s our duty to serve Him, and to give what we have. For some of us, that may mean all the money we have. Can we do that? Is that foolish? Not save any for food, house, clothes? If we’re worshiping money, God wants us to give it all to Him, so we can serve Him, alone.
Here’s a lesson example Patrick used.
Suppose you felt God calling to go to an island in Haiti, I can’t remember the name of it, but it’s the poorest place in Haiti. Depressing. No jobs, hardly any food…to share the Gospel with these seemingly forsaken people, would you go?
His response was a groan from the group.
Then he asked them if you had the chance to go for a great job, and could make lots of money, would you go??
And they all sat up a little straighter, almost eager to go!
Be careful who you’re serving, God, or money.
Love from Mayette