Saturday, May 31, 2014

Marulaon Woman’s Daybook

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Just for today...Monday, May 26

Outside my window...oh, my, I'm missing the tradewinds.  It is sticky and still and so hot.  Usually, this is the coolest time of year here.  God gave us a beautiful rain last night, so we are still maintaining plenty of sun for the solar panels to charge the battery and plenty of rain to top up the rain tanks.  Thanks for the prayers!

From the learning rooms...finishing up the 20th century in American History with some fun picture books like "Salt in His Shoes" by Deloris Jordan and Roslyn Jordan , "Ten Rubber Ducks" by Eric Carle, and "Gleam and Glow" by Eve Bunting.
(Note from Ann: There should be a photo here, but it hasn’t come through yet. I’ll update it when it comes in!)

One of my favorite things...having the whole family back together under one roof again.

From the kitchen...this beautiful big mud crab showed up at our door today, what a great birthday present!  And when I asked how much, all that Kapar wanted was some rice in exchange.

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A heart of thankfulness...with both of our ships (Bikoi and Kosco) in for repairs right now, we didn't anticipate getting a new modem any time soon.  Our modem quit working last Thursday, which has shut down communication except by radio.  It didn't take long for me to feel isolated.  Well, some colleagues of ours just "happened" to run into somebody from our village who was in Honaira, and he agreed to carry a box back to us in the village.  He should come back to Marulaon on Wednesday, so we are super excited at how God worked out the details of our little communication problem!

Pondering these words...
"Age" by Edward Tuck
Age is a quality of mind;
If you've left your dreams behind,
If Hope is cold,
If you no longer look ahead,
If your ambition's fires are dead,
Then you are old.
But, -- if from Life you take the best,
If in Life you keep the zest,
If Love you hold,
No matter how the years go by,
No matter how the birthdays fly,
You are not old.

A few plans for the rest of the's looking pretty normal around here.  Lots of little house chores to take care of, school, teaching Leku how to "snowflake stitch", and finishing the week with a Translation Committee meeting on Saturday.

1 comment:

Cindy said...

What a great poem! I think I need to take it as a theme poem. I love you and am thankful for you. Your blog always nourishes my soul.