Love this Laddie

Zion in his own world, in the middle of our Land, makes me so happy.

The team worked really hard, scraping the loose lime off the walls of the chapel, filling in holes, plastering, and sanding. Proud of them. Not that I saw any of it, on the Land with two tired kiddies, preparing a picnic lunch, and driving to Reguengos for a grocery shop.

Extra of the delicious bangers and mash dinner some of the team prepared, in our old dining room. And then they all came with us to our Bible study group, where three of them spoke about their decisions to get baptized. Which opened up a lot of conversation about differences between Protestants and Catholics, really good, I thought. We ended by praying for the youth of Mourão, in Portuguese and English.

And a walk home under a sky thick with stars. And it's gone midnight, and I'm sorry comments will again be fairly non-existent, another big day tomorrow.