Saturday, February 09, 2008

Building a Lean-To

Saturday 2.9

We had two tremors last night; some of us felt them and others just slept through them, I think we are getting a bit used to it!

Mick, Dennis and Ed took off to do some more supply shopping and a trip to Sopo's house to get a visual on all that is going to need to be done. Looks like all we are going to be able to do is put the tin roof on.

Meanwhile the three carpenters, and a go-fer (me) staid at the mission house to build a shelter for the generator. It was quite a planning session in trying use the not so perfect African lumber and tying it in to the back of the house. Once there were enough discussions and a lot of figuring we got to work. We missed "engufu" the strong man (Dennis) but with the four of us we made up for him!

It was a gorgeous morning, one of the most pretty so far. Nice 80 degree temperature and a beautiful blue sky. We took a few breaks to enjoy the scenery and rest our weary bodies. We all plan on awarding Paul a "purple heart" for the most blood shed. The band-aids and neosporin have come in rather "handy" and I am sure when you see him you will be able to tell why!

I am "tweaking" my sermon from last Sunday to change a few words that will make it better for Ed to translate. We are all looking forward to our worship withe the Congolese church again. Ed is making final plans as to which one we will attend. He would like to take us a little farther out of the city so we can do a little more sight seeing on the way.

We all ate popcorn and watch an old flick called "The God's Must Be Crazy". Ed and Brenda thought we would get a kick out of it. It is about a bush-man in Africa who deals with some pretty strange folks and an "evil thing" he needs to get rid of. The picture looked great on the computer projector as we shot it up on the freshly white painted wall of the kitchen. Dutch nodded off a few more times than was polite, but to say we were all a little "bushed" ourselves was an understatement.

I am working to get both these blogs (Friday and Saturday) up, not sure I will get a chance on Sunday. We are beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. We face that with some mixed emotions. We are all anxious to get back to the states and our families, but at the same time there is just so much to do. Ed and Brenda are kind, they know things just take a little longer to get done around here.

We are planning to go to Sopo's house on Monday if we can get the supplies ready and begin the rebuild on his mud house. Please pray about helping us with that in any small way you an. Check out my Friday post for the details.


Dawn A. Baird said...

Dear Pastor Vinny,
Well, this is my 2nd attempt - think I lost the last message - will just see if this goes.
Love, In Christ, Dawn A. Baird

Dawn A. Baird said...

Hey, It worked! Guess I just had to learn what to do.
Hi Pastor Vinny, Hi Mick, Dutch, Paul and Everyone Else - hello from Lincoln, IL.

Just want to tell you how great it has been to read your accounts of travel to Central Africa and life in the Congo - we have been living every moment with and can't wait to get back there ourselves.

Thanks so much for all the HARD WORK you have been doing - we do know. I want to thank you for sharing your broken heart over the conditions under which the people live. I understand how it is the hardest part of being there - the not being able to help and heal ALL. I know - you just keep asking God:"Please, Lord, please ease their suffering. You know I can't do it, but I know that you are able to do far more than I can even imagine to ask for."

The heavy somber burden of the inability to do much in the face of all that suffering is overwhelming. For me, it was even worse after I arrived back home last nov. after 6 months in Bukavu. It's, as you said, "beyond words" to describe to people what you have seen and felt. It's as if you went to hell and can't express it. You know you should be doing more - American Christians should be doing more - but how??? O, God, how?
Dawn A. Baird and Family
PS I'm the one who helped you all pack - or rather got in everyone's way when they were trying to pack.