Day 12

As you rightly assume, the sun came up at about 6:30 today and life was well on the way by then.  Checking on the kids at breakfast, I had the distinct impression that somehow I had been transported back to Egypt.....the kids decended on me like a pack of locusts......Babu..Babu!!  Now I have a strong constitution and all, and I still don't do babies, but they are breakin' me down, bit by bit....so you might be praying for me to hold my ground..

As suspected, Carla was diagnosed with typhoid today.  She hasn't gotten over the malaria attack and now this.  Not so unusual here,,,so they say, and Carla is taking her antibiotics and she will conquer this too.  She actually is a remarkable person...thru all this, she is still out lovin' and caring for the kids...and on top of that she has to put up with Jeff...

Today, Sandy got some clothes modified for the hoard,  trimmed a bunch of flannel-graph figures...you remember the flannel-graph..pretty much gone the way of the Dodo bird except here.  She also did a bunch of 'womens work'....cleaning, washing, making beds etc.....(I'll pay for that one)  I got some sawhorses built and made a piki-piki for the little kids.  A piki-piki is a small motorcycle, 125cc to 250cc that they use as a taxi....often putting up to 9 people on it at once......just kidding, but I have seen 4 people on them at times.  The one I made is only about 10" tall and is made out of wood....none functioning, but it still seemed to get a couple of miles on it as the kids dragged it up and down the veranda with up to 5 kids on it.

This afternoon it rained....well that's what they call it here, but it is more attuned to a tsunami in diguise.  I thought for awhile that I saw Noah beconing....probably not though.

Alittle after 6 this morning, I poked my head into Jeffs office (10x8' storage room attached to the kitchen)...just him, 10 thousand diapers & 900 loaves of bread....anyway I said hi and he looked at me and "Well, what happened?"  "I beg your pardon" I says......"What happened with the water story?"  Seems he was awake most of the night in anticipation of the end of the story from yesterday.  So, for Jeff, I will finish the story, if you will just bear with me.....evidently he follows my blog..

So this missionary guy, whose name is Ron Pinkerton (of the famous Pinkerton Detective Agency of the 1800s) says to J & C God told him that they would be getting a borehole that following week.  Their reaction:  Thankyou Ron, now go back to your missionarying.  Now, shortly thereafter J & C were in town at the local hangout when the guy that drills the wells asked to sit with them.  "OK, but behave yourself", (my adlib). And he sits down and says "I have to get some sleep!"  "and that pertains to us, how?" says Jeff.  Boreholer replies, "I can't sleep, God keeps telling me I need to go out to your place and drill a well"  "NO MONEY" says Jeff.  "I guess it doesn't matter" says weary Boreholer, "I need sleep, and God is intent on keeping me up til I give in and bore you a well".  So out he came and began a well........"Hmmmm" says J &C, "maybe there is a God". (my interpretation).  Then some money showed up and helped Boreholer, but only about $12,000.  Now remember the $20,000 figure?  Well that didn't include a pump to push any water up out of the hole...add another 4-5 thousand...so now we have a $24-25 big G's hole going into the ground only costing 12 G's.  On and on the drilled, and the hole kept caving in and they were having a hard time contolling the situation....In steps God again...at 60 meters ( about 190' for those of you in Anacortes) He put a huge rock.  Now I would have said "Crap!!!", but Boreholer says "this will stop the cave-ins, goodie goodie, whoopie" (my emphasis)  On down through the rock to about 100 meters and, (time to get excited now), Boreholer drills right into an underground river.....pure, clean, limitless water!  Did I mention pure, clean, limitless???  Now, listen, this is certified clean water.  It took alittle while, and some cajoaling, before J & C  were willing to give up the old, not so good well......well, I might be exagerating about the giving up part. As a result, they are able to offer clean water to those around the area that come for it.

Take it as you wish, but this is a place where God often shows his hand in unusual and miraculous ways......There are 82 kids right here that are free from waterbourn diseases.  Don't underestimate this God of ours...............more tomorrow, if you can stand it......Hope you're happy, Jeff,,,,see it all turned out good.