
Soaked, scorched and satisfied. Though today presented its many trials, we persevered and completed the tasks at hand.
After a delicious breakfast which featured mangoes, bananas, bacon, pancakes and peanut butter, we all piled on the bus to Hemmingay Preparatory school. For those of you blog keeners, this was the school whose 6 grade we saw graduate last Sunday. The team gathered on the outdoor concrete stage and were quickly encircled by happy children. After the crowd was warmed out with Canadian animal impressions, they shared a catchy song with us which included clapping, snapping and "zooming around the room". I was pleased. After which, the team competed against the student body in a national anthem sing-off. We lost, badly. Moreover, the skit that we performed on Monday was used again. For the devotion, Chris skillfully read his "Rainbow book of God's love" which explained salvation through various colours. Of course, the colours symbolized different things. Gold represented the golden streets of heaven, black was sin, red was the blood of Jesus, etc. It was very original. The book mesmerized the kids and I pray that the message was memorable.
After a change of plans, we visited Blossom Gardens: a home for kids who had not received proper care from their families. Many members of the group were saddened that due to the mistakes of their parents, these children would live without the affection they need. Consequently, they would try to fill this hole in their lives with the "hit and runs" of friendly locals and missionaries.

We dropped off a couple bags full of clothing and were given a tour of the building. As we entered the first room, there lay a crippled toddler in the center of an empty room in his crib. This was not an easy sight. When I came to the playroom, I played with the toy a baby was staring at. He yelled, I backed away, he cried, and I left the room. Perhaps babies are not my thing. I then visited the toddler area, as soon as I entered the room, a young child ran over to me with his arms pointed at the sky. I picked him up and held him in my arms for what seemed like forever. Being the so-called "baby" of my family, this role was foreign to me. Even when my strength let out, I some how found more, in an attempt to care for this kid as much as I could. Although this wasn't a christian institution, all the kids knew "Jesus loves me, this I know" and sang along when Daniel brought out his guitar. When it was time to leave Blossom Gardens, Elan held tightly onto my leg. It sounds adorable, but it was more heart wrenching than anything.
After a quick lunch, we then travelled to
Westgate Hills Baptist Church, where there was some painting to be done. On our way to
WGHBC, a torrential storm broke out.

I chose to clean the white brushes and as I type this on
friday, my hands remain speckled. Flashing back to Wednesday. We painted most of the upstairs and then bonded in a game of soccer in the church. Yes, soccer inside the church. Watch out
RBC- just kidding. Francis scored the winner for his team. Good times had by all.
For dinner, we ate a variety of Jamaican delicacies including curried goat. To keep it short, goat is delicious and extremely underrated among taboo meats. When the last grain of rice was eaten, accompanied by the famous Auntie Dally, we left to Pastor Burnett's church for mid-week bible study. For a baptist church, their enthusiasm was no less than
Pentecostal.

All doctrinal differences aside, it was a nice change. All sound troubles were ignored, and everyone focused on worshipping God. Phil delivered a message on Judges 6, the story of Gideon. Although Gideon was weak and fearful, God delivered Israel from their oppressors.
The rest of the evening is a blur, as I was a little more than half asleep.
More to come.
"I am so blessed/ my soul is at rest/Oh Lord, I give you thanks"
Ben
Devotions
Orphanage
Construction (Soccer game)
Curried Goat
Evening service
P.S.: Mom/Dad/siblings, I don't have service here. I'm safe, happy, healthy and will give you the full details next Monday. Much love.