Potholes and detours

Rough road this week, filled with potholes and detours.

Saturday we wanted to take the children to the property to play a few hours before visitation. Ready everyone and everything line them up and pile everyone in the Kia. Enroute, almost hit a horse that ran in front of the truck…someone else did hit him. Arrive and unload lunch supplies and kids…after 10-15 minutes it was noted that Mario our newest (think Dennis the Menace) had not come with us. (He is the one that for the first two weeks of school, would run screaming from class, scream past the front gate and offices, run down the street, all while being chased by school security.) In a panic, load everyone and everything back up and rush back home to find a happy child and a ransacked house. Amazing how much can be done by a 7yr old left to himself in 45 minutes. Upon entering I was relieved he did not try lighting things on fire with the stove…again. But he had gotten into everything else, eaten or sampled all kinds of food, frig open, coolaid liquid and powder was everywhere. He had played with everything that was off limits and not under lock and key. Come to find out he had hid behind the door when everyone headed out only to sneak back in and wait for us to leave. Since we cannot see all the children at the same time in the Kia…well, he escaped. When questioned about it he said “I wanted alone time”… he got some.


Came time to install the roof on the lighthouse only to find one main roof beam is welded and cemented out of place and it happens to be the one that must be right to put on the roof,... so men had to cut it out and chip out the concrete and reinstall it. Add to that our General Contractor, Guytan quit with his crew. He has too much work with the government and can’t keep a crew working without him here constantly. He acquired other work the week the Americans were here and began spending less and less time on site. It has continued to worsen to the point the crew was not accomplishing anything as of Tue and almost ruined all the expensive roofing. Another tid bit, the city has said no more rocks from the river and the dump truck drivers were protesting city hall yesterday, so no rocks for now either, ie cant finish the retaining walls....weee. AND we are having a fuel shortage, so as I was about to run out of fuel and needing to pick up Barry Jr and Toño from the property, they were making a gate. I find that no stations will sell diesel fuel because they are protesting government policies (our new president is taking Chavez’s advice)….After 6 stations refused to fuel us I finally asked are you still selling Kerosene? Yes, ok give me a quart of oil and a tank of Kerosene…make my own “diesel” fuel and proceed to pick up the kids…You need a strong "will" to make a "way" in Honduras. Sometimes feel like a mouse in a maze and each time I figure it out it gets changed…


Lisa’s eye spasms returned and was bad enough Wednesday I needed Carlos to preach. Keep her in prayer.


It was the anniversary of the Barrio this week and the association asked if they could use our church chairs and PA system. I asked the church about it and they said it was basically a party day and did not want to aid them or use God’s things for worldly events unless we could preach. I found their response inspiring and very satisfying. So we asked if we could preach….Answer? No, instead they asked the catholic priest from another barrio to speak….hmm. So we kept the chairs and Calros preached in Colonia and 3 trusted the LORD.

Unworthy Servant to a Worthy Saviour,
Barry Ritchie