I woke up this morning at 5am and my heart sank as I looked out the window and found the sky filled with thick clouds. “Our roof”, I thought, as I contemplated the disaster that would befall us if it rained hard while the roof was being poured. A few hours later, we were up at the site and the sun was starting to peek through the clouds. My spirits lifted and my heart was warmed by the sounds and sights of activity by the workmen who had started pouring the concrete at 6am. By 9am they had already made good progress. I was impressed by the organization of the workers – one group on ladders taking cement up to one half of the building and another group taking it up to the other half. Everyone had his position and responsibility and the site was bustling with activity.
The next 9 hours were spent watching, talking, taking photos, saying numerous prayers of thanksgiving, reflecting, reminiscing and watching some more. It was a wonderful day, full of excitement, gratitude and admiration for the workers who worked so diligently throughout the day. Of course, the sight and smell of 2 cooking fires with three pots of rice and beans and another with meat from a freshly slaughtered goat helped the workers’ attitudes! But, it was, without a doubt, the Lord’s day. And the mood was festive and fun. And, at the end of the day, much earlier than we had anticipated, we had a new roof, fresh and beautiful, and no rain to spoil it.
The prayers of the faithful were definitely heard today. Thank you for praying and thank you for your faithfulness. I’ll post photos in another day or two.