Friday, we were "all systems go". The Lavucy finally made plans to leave, and we were going to put cargo on the little wooden copra tub, then follow early on Saturday morning in a motor boat.
However, Friday morning, Aaron and I began feeling like we had been hit by a big truck, and we went back to bed before lunch. By the afternoon, we confirmed that a stomach virus had taken up residence in our house, and there was absolutely no way we were going to be loading boxes onto a boat at the same time we were puking up our toenails.
Our amazing SITAG colleagues volunteered to load the boat anyway, instead they provided Friday night pizza for Katherine (who was the only one who didn't get sick), and Saturday ginger ale for the rest of us. Olivia bounced back beautifully, as teenagers do, but Aaron and I needed the full weekend to recover. So here on Monday, we are not giving up, we're ready to try again. We're grateful for God's grace and for the hope of His Word that encourages us to keep our hearts soft.
As soon as the rain let up (it's pouring as I write this), we'll be loading the truck and headed down to the wharf to put our cargo on yet another ship, the Landing Craft (LC) Rusa. It should sail tonight, and we plan to follow tomorrow morning in a motor boat, leaving SITAG around 7 a.m., Tuesday, our time (3 p.m. CDT, Monday).
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