July 6th- I woke up. We started the day with visitations in Seco and Mangrove bite. We saw John, a man dying of cancer. Despite having a life expectancy of only a few weeks he lifts the spirit of the room. His presence honestly made me cry when I was praying with him. He now knows where his heart is. As we sung the song “grace like rain” he told us “I realized I was a wrench too but God takes that away. His faith truly encourages all that meet him.
Afternoon: Lunch tasted great. We took a nice long walk over to the Northside. And did a VBS or Kids Club we started out with 2 kids and that grew to 20. They were a lot of fun. We sung the mango and papaya song.
The lesson went well.. I think I partially want to block something out about today. Here in Helene the culture is radically different then America. Not being sexist but the guys have to protect the girls. Earlier in the week some girls ran into a mentally challenged man who tricked them and kissed them on the cheek. He approached some girls in my group. And called them beautiful, not a good thing in Helene culture this was harassment. I went inside for a second and he darted back towards the girls. I stepped in front of him. His thoughts were in chunks, talk then pause then talk. In an instant his fist was raised above his head as if he was going to punch me. I knew I was not going to run. A huge shot of adrenaline hit me. I told him NO and backed up. He then lowered his fist and at this point I no longer felt safe and called for help. Sheila had Joe escort him off the property. I started shaking as I came off the adrenaline. Although people say he would not have hit me I was still a little scared. I’m glad nothing else happened thou.
Evening: I took Kendre to school there is something just special about him.
He really seemed intent on learning I sure hope that he keeps at it. He says he has Jesus in his heart I hope he does……