Dunkin and divin

We had three of our churches at the  Lighthouse property last week for baptisms. Ten adults baptized in believers baptism. One was from the gang outreach the New Jerusalem Baptist church is doing. They have led several members to the Lord by befriending them and showing them another way. Inviting them for sleepovers at the pastors home and outings for times of teaching. How invested are you in soul winning? Short video of the young people doing much of the outreaching...

As always the cost for the day was the water pump burned up at the Lighthouse. The week following was spent pulling the pump and finding new parts. The boys did a wonderful job without extra issues or complaint for the hard work. Was expensive, but the Lord provided and it was a blessing. It worked one day before we had some disgruntled thief cut the waterline to the tank with a machete... easy fix but a headache none the less.

Also had the monkey escape. We don't chase them anymore just wait till they get hungry and return to eat.... but went out in the morning to find the monkey had played with a big box of matches on the roof of the kia... my first thought? Which little boy taught them that?
God gives little glimpses into how maybe he sees us, often in how we see our kids or grand kids, others in our care ect. On the way to church for baptism Sunday with a load of folks from the city I drive by a house near ours. The ice cream push cart man ringing his bell is in front by the road. There is a butt naked little boy arms and head divin deep upside down in the cart selecting a treat. I laugh at the Norman Rockwell moment along with all the passengers... then realize its one of ours and we are already late for church.... and have a confused moment on how I should feel as contrary feelings and thoughts all meet at the crossroads of my mind... wee. Catching monkeys is easy... ministry on the other hand needs divine intervention...