We had our first baptism today (for the Puerto Supe Christian Community) at midday in the ocean. I was, as usual, in tears. I haven't had a moment to go through the photos, but if you want to see the collection of them, you can look on my Picasa album.
We are desperate for your prayers. The last few days have been full of wild laughing and bitter weeping. Last night as I was going to bed, I just wanted something to hit to be honest. I never knew how hard this would be- so far not ministering in Puerto but just living here. I don't know what to say except that we need the Lord and need your prayers that we will survive this next month (hope the house "repairs" will be done by then).
I hope also that we will have time to call and write soon. For now, we're doing well to get a shower every day (at the Cubas' house, not ours).
He's worth this. And a lot more.
