Tired..

Hola friends. Soo tired today. I stayed up late talking to dear friends on Skype (if you want to hear my voice....tell me. I love sharing about my experiences via voice). Then...I ran around in the hot Caribbean sun playing soccer with the kiddos. Drained. During our breaks, I passed out in a chair. Children, teachers, and random locals tried to mess with me, but I slept through their childish ploys.

Why dont kids take me serious? I know I am the funny guys, but seriously. I need God to give me the words to say in Spanish and Creole to speak some sense and obedience into these little ones. Pray for that. However, not all is lost. My favorite, Daribelto, eats up every word I say and understands every game we play....I love him. On top of my boy, Gherlin, cute little big lipped Dominican, wanted me to hold her....I died. God truly blesses me in those moment.

All in all, today was a success with soccer. At one point playing with the older Haitians, I did not understand one word of their Creole. Ridiculous.

After school, we had surprise guests to visit us, three other female missionaries. Of course, they are girls....I dont think guy missionaries exist on the North Coast. We took them on our trip with the Pancho Mateo kids to their village. Truly an adventure.

When we got back to our homestead, being the Makarios Man, I was in charge of carrying in the huge filled propane tank. I attempted to wrap my arms around the massive tank and inch it over, but I am not that strong. Instead, out of nowhere, a random Dominican man came to my rescue. Where he came from, I do not know. Angel? Most likely. Watch the video on Facebook to see me in action and my guardian celestial being aiding me.

I am to the point where I am set on moving to Montellano to live with Dona Luz. I want to be surrounded by the people I minister do. Pray for that also.