Happy New Year!
2012 has gone and 2013 is here. I
suppose these numbers don't mean much to God, to whom “one day is
as a thousand years, and a thousand years as a day”. Interesting
though, that in a world where many try to forget that God exists,
these dates are still counted from the approximate time Christ was
born.
The week since I last wrote was a
lovely interlude “between chapters”. Tuesday afternoon five of
us - at the invitation of friends vacationing in the seaside resorts
– spent a couple days at Sosua and Cabarete on the north coast.
Each of us enjoyed the ocean in our own way....diving and swimming,
wading, walking along the beach, or just resting within the sound of
the surf. To Roslyn from Barbados, the sea has always been part of
life. To me, who has lived so far from an ocean, it never ceases to
be special. This time I actually got IN the water. I wasn't
familiar enough to venture very far in, so mostly I got a good
pounding from waves coming in and a sand-bath as they retreated.
I'm in awe of the force of the swells that continually come, crest,
break on the shore and pull back into the sea. We laughed and
enjoyed, and had a wonderful turkey dinner (a day late) on December
26 at Sid and Martha's.
their hearts was evident.
The air is fresh out on that hillside,
and the view of the green hills is beautiful. So were their smiles.
Thursday we returned to our
inland city of Bonao, and very early on Friday we were on the road
again, to Santo Domingo, and the airport where Roslyn and Marie left
for Puerto Rico. It was nice to have a little time in the city with
Glen, Derek and Benigno, and we all had lunch in the home of other
friends. Before Ruthie and I left the city, we visited a Haitian
girl in a ward in a hospital. OH MY... well, it is for the poor, it
was clean enough, and I'm told they are given the services of the
best doctors.
Now, after many days together
with others, Ruthie and I are left to care for those in this area
through January. Sunday morning it was special to have our three
young neighborhood “teens” waiting at the gate to go with us to
the fellowship meeting. This was the first for the two boys, and
good to hear
their parts in the meeting.
Tomorrow we'll move on, a
little further into this new “chapter”.
1 comment:
This sounds just delightful!
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