OUCH!

One of the men working the property cut his hand with a machete severed a vein so he had to be rushed to the hospital to be sewn shut. Ouch. Another cut his leg moving the rocks. Ouch. They have moved lots of 300lb-1000lb rocks to the edge of the wall to act as an erosion break…and it looks nice. I have a totally new appreciation for those that built ancient things (walls of Jerusalem ect.). Amazing what can be moved and done just with a strong back, a little wisdom a wheel and a lever. Also the second roof over the kitchen is now finally up amen...Now floors.

Lisa will get her outside kitchen for the Children’s Lighthouse quicker than first thought, it will be rustic wood fired. The stove, grill and oven will all use wood and be built in the traditional Honduran way (ie cheap with what you got). We needed more rocks and dirt to fill areas, so carving out the area for the kitchen gives us the material. The idea of an auxiliary kitchen that does not need electric suddenly became important, we got our electric bill this week. The electric rates jumped 110% Ouch. So our bill more than doubled due to the fuel fired electric plant. That puts a major hurt on us as electric is second only behind food as the highest expense for the ministry. Both have doubled in the last year and we are told both will have another major increase in July. Ouch. Plus our fuel will go up another 25%. Ouch. This may very well be our breaking point so we need prayer. Our support level has not risen even though several new churches have taken us on, it seems when one helps anew another quits for some reason. Looking for the answer, can’t quit, can’t afford the time or money to return to the USA to seek more support nor can we continue the current path. Looking for ways to cut even more expenses but we already do more on less then most. So what do you do when you are stressed?….Thankfully we can pile all the kids in the truck and go to the beach and enjoy the natural blessing from the LORD. It was sweet sound listening to the children spontaneously sing hymns in the back of the truck on the way to the beach. Everytime we passed a group of people on the road they increased the volume. All things are in the LORD’s hands and in that is great comfort. Last night after the message two teenagers raised their hand for salvation…amidst the thunder and lightning, under a tent in a muddy field, Amen. Every smile, every thank you papi, the sound of a child praying and every soul bowing for salvation just seems to keep it all in perspective...More Glory for Him.

Unworthy Servant to a Worthy Saviour

Barry