The Last Night for the 1 Weekers...

Hi everyone. Midnight (actually 1AM) again; not much sleep in sight. Another bad lesson from our fearless leader, Ralph. We all went to one of the migrant camps tonight. Ralph left his wallet in the windowsill of the hotel with a bright light shining on it. He left it with his brain. Second lesson was on dressing; his shirt is buttoned like a six-year old. Poor Vicky.

A much hotter day today but work accomplished. The church sight has higher walls, the children at the Casa had time with our group and another migrant camp was fed with new dishes and cups. Figures, the one-weekers are leaving and the heat arrives. Sad to see part of our group leave; has been a great group.

We went to another migrant camp tonight and watched the Passion. About a dozen individuals came forward to accept Christ as their Lord and Savior. How exciting to see what God is doing here.

We finally wrote bible verses on the bus walls in Spanish as a reminder of His word. It may be a slow process bringing migrant camp workers to church but the start must happen somewhere. Time for a couple hours of sleep.

Joanne C.