That's about all there is to say after a day spent digging (turns out I lied yesterday - there was yet another trench to dig), filling, toting and dumping countless (but had to be thousands - go with us here...) of cement buckets and fixing three gigantic rebar columns into place. The inner walls of the church's school building in Haina are about to rise ( a little Book of Nehemiah, anybody?) and Pastor Brony is one happy fellow.
And that was just the beginning...the night finished with the the Woodside gang conducting a rather fine (if we do say so ourselves) Presbyterian service for our Dominican "hermanos y hermanas en Christo." Mike Womack delivered a terrific message on worry...and the joy of serving the Lord that is our best tool for overcoming it. The Woodside Singers delivered a nearly-convincing rendition of Trading My Sorrows in Spanish that (again, go with us here) totally rocked the joint.
And then, after a lovely benediction wherein we shared the Woodside tradition of holding hands across the sanctuary... the Dominicans finished with some worship of their own. Naturally we did not understand a single word of the song that their praise leader started singing, but it really didn't matter one iota...the drums and "cheese graters" (what are those things called anyway) started, Pastor Brony joined in on the electric guitar and the place was lost in dancing, clapping and praising in the humid Dominican night for a solid 20 minutes. My only regret is my misbehaving iPhone and inability to email photos. If you've never been to the DR or Haiti and seen how they throw down worship on Hispaniola, you owe it to yourself as a Christian someday. If you have...well, then I know were there with us tonight.
Medical clinic tomorrow. More then...
Gloria a Dios!
Keep up the good work! And a special "Hi" to Mike from Deanna & Lily. Thanks for keeping us updated.
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