Oh the hazzards of rainy season! Somewhere, under this water, is the bridge we needed to cross to get to the village in Orom for our weekly ministry. Everyone just stood there staring. I
really wanted to dive in and go swimming ... but instead, we turned around to find another route.
I am surprised you didn't! It brought back memories of you floating in the middle of Lake Isherwood when we had taken the summer kids on a hike and you yelled.... "I'm getting paid for this!!".... and I was talking to the boss on my cell phone!!
ReplyDeleteKeep up the good work!
Love and miss you.
Prayers with you,
Barbara