Maura came by herself this morning. She said that Vinet fell yesterday when she went to the garden, and “broke” her ankle. That could just mean that she sprained it. (She did just sprain it, and was back to work a couple days later.)
School went well today. I am so thankful for the Lord’s help day by day. And for the joy of teaching these children. Even little Bonita is a joy. She has a hard time whenever we learn a new concept. But she is teachable, and Mailin is a big help to her. “ Brethren, my heart's desire and prayer to God for Israel is, that they might be saved.” Romans 10:1 And my prayer to God and heart’s desire for these children is that they might be saved.
Daddy got the bed assembled today in the downstairs apartment. Need to do a good cleaning job down there.
Nuanda came for a few minutes this evening to start learning how to use the laptop. He left when the men came for translation.
"My numerous sins transferr'd to Him,
Shall never more be found,
Lost in His blood's atoning stream,
Where every crime is drown'd!"
—Morning and Evening
April 14. Woke up to the sound of rain this morning. It didn’t rain much, but was cool, cloudy, and at times drizzly most of the day. It was misting when I hung the clothes out this morning. We are thankful that they got most of the way dry before Daddy brought them in at noon before I got back from school. He saw rain coming. It ended up that we only got a few sprinkles this afternoon, but it is raining this evening.
Today in school, we just had tokples class and math class, after lotu, and after going over our new Bible verse and asking the students questions about the text preached on in lotu.
Since I was able to get some extra lessons plans done last night, I took time this afternoon to do some cleaning. After Serah came, Daddy and I went downstairs and cleaned the bedroom, and started on the kitchen. I put different curtains up in the bedroom so it is brighter. I also put a matching curtain on the closet. After we dusted off all the shelves, Daddy painted the bug-eaten poles with pennyroyal. While I was out sweeping off the veranda, a big rat came crawling toward me very slowly. Must have been the one that devoured all three little containers full of rat poison the past couple nights. I hit him several times with the broom handle, but he was still moving, and went back under the porch. Later he came back up again, and Daddy hit him a couple times with a stick, but he still moved. Went back under the porch again. He was bleeding, and his blood was very watery. Later in the afternoon, Jevin came by, and Daddy had him get the rat from under the porch and dispose of it. By then it was dead.
"All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head." Psalm 22:7
Mockery was a great ingredient in our Lord's woe. Judas mocked Him in the garden; the chief priests and scribes laughed Him to scorn; Herod set Him at nought; the servants and the soldiers jeered at Him, and brutally insulted Him; Pilate and his guards ridiculed His royalty; and on the tree all sorts of horrid jests and hideous taunts were hurled at Him. Ridicule is always hard to bear, but when we are in intense pain it is so heartless, so cruel, that it cuts us to the quick. Imagine the Saviour crucified, racked with anguish far beyond all mortal guess, and then picture that motley multitude, all wagging their heads or thrusting out the lip in bitterest contempt of one poor suffering victim! Surely there must have been something more in the crucified One than they could see, or else such a great and mingled crowd would not unanimously have honoured Him with such contempt. Was it not evil confessing, in the very moment of its greatest apparent triumph, that after all it could do no more than mock at that victorious goodness which was then reigning on the cross? O Jesus, "despised and rejected of men," how couldst Thou die for men who treated Thee so ill? Herein is love amazing, love divine, yea, love beyond degree. We, too, have despised Thee in the days of our unregeneracy, and even since our new birth we have set the world on high in our hearts, and yet Thou bleedest to heal our wounds, and diest to give us life. O that we could set Thee on a glorious high throne in all men's hearts! We would ring out Thy praises over land and sea till men should as universally adore as once they did unanimously reject.
Thy creatures wrong Thee, O Thou sovereign Good!
Thou art not loved, because not understood:
This grieves me most, that vain pursuits beguile
Ungrateful men, regardless of Thy smile.
—Morning and Evening
"Say ye to the righteous, that it shall be well with him." Isaiah 3:10
It is well with the righteous ALWAYS. If it had said, "Say ye to the righteous, that it is well with him in his prosperity," we must have been thankful for so great a boon, for prosperity is an hour of peril, and it is a gift from heaven to be secured from its snares: or if it had been written, "It is well with him when under persecution," we must have been thankful for so sustaining an assurance, for persecution is hard to bear; but when no time is mentioned, all time is included. God's "shalls" must be understood always in their largest sense. From the beginning of the year to the end of the year, from the first gathering of evening shadows until the day-star shines, in all conditions and under all circumstances, it shall be well with the righteous. It is so well with him that we could not imagine it to be better, for he is well fed, he feeds upon the flesh and blood of Jesus; he is well clothed, he wears the imputed righteousness of Christ; he is well housed, he dwells in God; he is well married, his soul is knit in bonds of marriage union to Christ; he is well provided for, for the Lord is his Shepherd; he is well endowed, for heaven is his inheritance. It is well with the righteous--well upon divine authority; the mouth of God speaks the comforting assurance. O beloved, if God declares that all is well, ten thousand devils may declare it to be ill, but we laugh them all to scorn. Blessed be God for a faith which enables us to believe God when the creatures contradict Him. It is, says the Word, at all times well with thee, thou righteous one; then, beloved, if thou canst not see it, let God's word stand thee in stead of sight; yea, believe it on divine authority more confidently than if thine eyes and thy feelings told it to thee. Whom God blesses is blest indeed, and what His lip declares is truth most sure and steadfast. —Morning and Evening