Tuesday:

I laid low at campafter breakfast, along with Mike.  I did warm up with my juggling for the first time in a while.  I was pleased with how I did in general.  John's kids and a bunch of Dominican kids watched and played with my equipment.  I willingly let them. I paced myselfand rested after a shower.

This afternoon we did some canvassing in a town called Guerra, which is the Spanish word for 'war'.  Larry tells usits because when the people there want something from the governmentthey "burn tires and throw grenades."

Anyway, Mike and I went to meet Larry, Wendy, Paul and some teensat the worksite before we left.  We had lunch there, then there was an absolute cloudburst.  The whole team crowded under a large tarp for probably 30 minutes.  What impressed me was the spontaneoius worship singing of the teens.  I've enjoyed being with them.

Eventually we left for Guerra, although there were more showerd.  In spite of the name, its a fairly nice community.  The kids were a little more cautiousthan the kids in Santo Domingo.  But we were able to gather a crowd and do some street ministry.  We also announced an evening service to be held in a new CMA church that was just getting started.

After dinner we went back to Guerra to do an evening service.  We were inside this little church, as it had rained a couple more times and everything was a mud hole (our van got stuck in the mud upon leaving). I went first and I think I did pretty well. It was hard for me to see my own juggling as the church had only one lightbulb. Also, all those bodies in such a small spacemade it very hot!  I began to feel lightheaded, so I cut it a little short (se, Sue, I do have some sense!)  

Afterwards I got out of the churchto get fresh air, and I felt better.  On the way back to camp Mike and I rode with Johnand his kids in their car.  The police had a checkpoint where we got stopped to search us for guns.  It seems that between an election and announcing the results several months pass.  This allows the police to collect the guns so no riots break out when th ewinner is declared.  All I know is, being stopped by a Spanish speaking cop with a sawed-off shotgun is a very scary experience.  But when john told him we wereCHristians returning from church he let us go without a search.  

Virtually every day I write about how much I miss my girls.  I think about them often, especially with so much rest time since getting sick.