It is official now--I know for sure I am back in the Caribbean. As I struggled to make out Tol's lesson in Spanish tonight about Hell and eternal fire my ankle began to burn. About two inches from my foot lay a dead beetle that the ants were devouring--they began devouring my ankle as well. I kicked the beetle away and began trying to quietly stomp the ants that surrounded my foot. I thought to myself, "This would not be happening in Columbia, TN in the air-conditioned, carpeted pew I would have been sitting in."
I have been re-introduced to all the various types of ants, roaches and lizards that are so much a part of life here. Yesterday I attempted, without success, to follow the trail of ants along the cabinet doors in my kitchen to the source of their attraction. Finally, I just took a wet paper towel and wiped them all away only to do it about 5 more times over the next hour before they got the point. Truly life abounds here. People, bugs and the Coqui (the famous tree frogs of Puerto Rico) are everywhere, busy and thriving.
On a more serious note--I am overwhelmed by the endless number of people that clamor for space in just the few square miles surrounding my home--none of whom are Christians. Daily, Tol and I pray that God will help us find a way to reach some with the Gospel. It is truly a daunting task and we covet your prays.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
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