Ps. 29:2 Give unto the Lord, the glory due unto his name...

Well, here I am back in Valle after almost two weeks in El Progreso and San Pedro Sula. What a hot, hot, hot time. Some days were over a 100 degrees. It doesn't get that hot here in Valle. Here you normally have to cover yourself with a blanket at night time. Not there. Air conditioning is needed for most of us gringos anyway. I don't think I could live there. The heat is oppressive, for me anyway. A group of 19 were there from MA. Several of the men spent a couple of days in bed from what we call Montezuma's Revenge. Headache, fever, diarrhea, vomiting, etc. It's horrible. From what the Nationals say, it is caused from the change in diet, exercise, and climate.
Even with the sicknesses, a lot was accomplished. Two second story rooms were completed including having the roofs put on. A floor was poured in one room on the bottom floor which made it complete. It takes a lot of preparation time just to get ready to do the actual pouring. Everything is basically done by hand. However, the concrete mixer was used to mix the concrete for the floors.

The most marvelous thing happened when we were getting ready to pour the floor on the one room upstairs. They pour concrete on corrugated aluminum. Hot stuff that is blinding when the sun shines on it. And it was shinning very bright that day. The guys thought they might get a third poured due to the heat. But just as the buckets of cement got passed upstairs, a cloud moved between us and the sun and stayed. Everybody noticed. It was phenomenal. We started at 2:30 and finished at 7:30 after dark. The whole floor was poured. It would never have happened if God hadn't moved that cloud to cover us. It reminded me of the cloud that was with the Israelites during their 40 years in the wilderness.

Another thing happened that reminded me of our spiritual forefathers. Most of us had swollen feet. It's due to the heat. The Israelites feet never swelled during their 40 year stay in the desert. We weren't in the desert, but it sure felt like it. And we weren't there for 40 years.

One of the fellows that came had made a hoist to help with the lifting of concrete, blocks, etc. I think the buckets were faster, but it lifted wheelbarrows of concrete. It will be a blessing for the Nationals when moving blocks and other heavy objects upstairs, especially when there aren't many of them there.

The ages of the group ranged from eighteen years old to seventy eight years old. Everybody had a place and a job. But isn't that the way God works? No one is left out. My job is sifting sand. I love to do it. Me and my shovel. Two of the younger ladies were discussing the need to help me when one said they couldn't keep up with me. I'm use to it;they are not. However, one became quite good using a shovel by the time they left to go back to the states. I told her that I would pass on my shovel to her when the time comes. And all the ladies did help me by keeping the sand from piling up behind the screen and moving the pile closer. Thank you so much.

I did get in one block line, but not the concrete line. I don't think I could have kept up with everybody, especially in the afternoon heat.

I was invited again to come teach English in El Progreso. But again,I don't think I could stand the heat, and it's up to God where I go and don't go.

I talked about the cloud cover which was a big deal. But God deals in the little, everyday things that sometimes we miss. One of the fellas told me that he and his wife decided not to call anymore on the last couple of days before he was to leave for the states. However, the day before he was to leave, he said there was a nagging in him to call her. He finally did. She was just getting ready to leave the house for the airport to pick him up. Isn't God good to us? And the Holy Ghost can be a great nagger-He makes a good parent, spouse, whatever the need. Praise God. He cares about every detail in our lives, and sometimes we don't hear or heed the first call. So I thank Him for the gentle shoving.

I had the opportunity to testify about my coming to Honduras. What an awesome experience it has been. And to meet other brothers and sisters in Christ that I wouldn't know if I weren't here. In fact, I couldn't quit talking about Him. But isn't that what we are suppose to do? Tell of His goodness to us. That's our testimony.

Well, the rainy season wasn't suppose to begin until May, but I think it is here, It rained while I was gone, and it rained most of the night last night. It's a little after 5 in the afternoon now and it's thundering and getting really cloudy. I'm sure the rain is coming, but we need it big time.

Until later. Blessings.

Ps. 139: 2...thou knowest my thought afar off.

How wonderful God is to me. He truly knows my every thought and feeling. For those of us that didn't grow up in a Christian home, thoughts enter our mind that come from our lives before we knew Christ. One day not long ago I was walking home from the bus after school, and it was one of those days. There was not a particular thing that was wrong, it was just a lot of thoughts, things, etc. and I was thinking Lord, if I was a drinking woman, I'd just go get drunk. Of course I'm not a drinking woman, but that's the way I felt. Anyway, the thought came to drink from the fountain of life. How awesome was that? And I am so thankful that God KNOWS me. He knows everything about me. I don't have to try to hide anything. I did exactly that. I started talking to Him about my feelings, thoughts, etc.and soon all those things that were bothering me were gone. I had peace once again. The fountain of life gives us life. He is the fountain of life. So now I know I need to drink from that fountain instead of trying to get away from what ever is bothering me. I am so thankful that God loves me and is with me 24-7.
Thank you Lord.