At market this morning we learned that a tsunami warning had been in effect for last night. Many of our neighbors who live on the beach moved to higher ground to spend the night. We saw lots of people walking around around 9 o'clock last night and noticed that people were unusually active early this morning. Most of our village stayed up all night long just in case the tsunami came. They told us they didn't want to disturb our sleep since we were already on high ground. The tide was abnormally high this morning, but thankfully we have heard of no damage or loss of life in the Solomons.
Aaron had asked the translation committee to be ready for transportation at 8 o'clock this morning, but they finally began trickling in around noon. Gotta love that "Solomon Time"! Not all of the committee showed up, even though Aaron had gone to visit the East Russells and taken them money for petrol last Wednesday. He was a little bit frustrated because it's hard to accomplish tasks when people don't show up. As a result, the new translators still haven't been chosen. Obviously, this isn't something that should be rushed, because we want the translators to be prayerfully chosen.
I asked Kiko to help me prepare food for the translation committee. At market this morning, I bought green beans, slippery cabbage, and eggplant to use for serving the committee. Earlier this week, we bought noodles (like Ramen noodles) at Marulaon's small store, and I set a bag with all of the food on the porch. Janet, chief Leonard's wife, came by to see if we had any noodles since the store was out. I gave her a package, and when she asked for some of the slippery cabbage I bought, I told her she could cut some that grew in our yard. A little bit later, I took all of the food down to Kiko's kitchen, and she and I prepared the veggies with coconut milk, noodles, and canned tuna. She had just finished cooking "bun cake" (what I would call yeast rolls) in her little open fire oven. I bought the remainder of the rolls to serve to the translation committee.
After we served supper to the committee (and all the mosquitoes that have been enjoying the abundance of rain), our family came home, read our Lenten devotions, and crashed early, anticipating the early bells for Sunday morning.