March 31, 2008
After church on Sunday, Ely, Ricardo, Flint (APTS student), Eliz and I went uphill from Gumatdang all the way into the city to have lunch in 50’s Diner. We wanted to treat Flint who is finishing a semester the local seminary and will fly back to his family in Fiji next Sunday.
March 29, 2008
This morning I rode a jeepney to Baguio City to check our mailbox in the central post office, buy a telephone card and ask of the requirements of opening a Metrobank checking account. As usual, when I’m in the city, I’m thirsty -at least I have a dry mouth. I walk alot and breathe alot of vehicle exhaust…
March 28, 2008
Dominic and I don’t cook, so we’ve been dining out a lot. This is the fourth evening that we’ve dined in 50’s Diner , a few kilometers away from home, in Baguio City.
The first night we tried the diner, I ate "mixed grille," a meat sampler plate with rice. The second night I had an overly large "50’s Club Sandwich." There’s no way that I or any Filipino could put this into a mouth to bite. Unreal.
March 27, 2008
We have beautiful, cloudy, sunny, breezy weather as usual in Baguio City.
I’m happy to be out walking in bright, cheery weather on sidewalks and across streets with thousands of smiling youths in school uniforms, college students in the most fashionable casual clothes that they can afford, including every style of blue jeans, flip-flops, sneakers and ballet-type slippers.
March 25, 2008
We thank our many benefactors - those who have prayed for us and those who have given donations.
Dominic and I have been laboring on the Internet, doing various things. Dominic has been trying to find website design work for us and working on The Red Lion Pub/Inn website. I have been doing miscellaneous, rather unimportant ‘errands’ on the internet. My eyes have felt the strain.
March 24, 2008
We’re back to work Monday morning until the present, 9:20 p.m. Dominic has been working on The Red Lion Pub & Inn website. This morning I made more photos of the pub (open 24 hours), returned home, downloaded them to my Mac, edited them then gave them to Dominic.
Then I resumed editing yesterday’s photos of Gumatdang. Three of us made so many with one of my cameras. So today I’ve been editing them and saving them for hours, plus editing earlier photos of The Red Lion pics and previous Baguio City pics…
March 23, 2008
Easter morning , Dominic, Pie and I rode a jeepney down a very winding road into a valley, to the village of Gumatdang. The principal industry is mining for gold. And the natives farm vegetables, pigs and chickens.
We crossed a swaying suspension bridge over a murky creek where villagers pan for gold and saw the modest Agape Church (Assembly of God), the parsonage, where worship services were conducted before the church was completed two years ago, and we met Pastor Espino, his wife Raciel and Esra.
We met Lydia and Lawrence, two Vietnamese missionaries, we saw Bob and Alma and their daughters and son, Pie’s nephew Josef, and most of the gang from Turning Point Home ready to worship with the villagers.
March 22, 2008
I pray that the Lord grants to you a blessed, joyful Easter Sunday of peace.
Saturday morning I went shopping for groceries for our household and for our new friends. When I returned home Dominic and I sorted the groceries and discussed some things then returned to work on our computers for awhile before going downhill to Turning Point with groceries at 2:00. Ely had asked us on Friday to return Saturday after her seminar/workshop in the former gambling hall had concluded.
March 21, 2008
(Dominic) Smokey, my good friend in Panama City Florida, assured us that if we just follow God’s intentions, things will work out. I’m becoming more aware of this everyday, but the next step is always the one that scares you. At least the disciple Peter went a couple of step before he plunged into the water.
March 21, 2008
Holy Thursday: Today I walked down the main road through Itogon to go farther than I had previously to look for the local Our Lady of Fatima Catholic Church. I intend to worship there on Easter and every week rather than go into the city to worship in the cathedral.
Brian writes of
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