Wan spent time after school cleaning the roof and trying to patch up holes again. Tomas worked on digging a ditch, and Wan and Gibson worked on a wall for the side of the porch steps as the rain blows in under the kapa.
Daddy and I went to see Nuanda for a while this afternoon. He is doing a little better.
Found out that Erisa had her baby on Monday — a baby boy. So there were three babies born this week.
Three men worked on translating Matyu 7 tonight, and four worked on Acts.
“We must sing of the finished work of a precious Saviour; and he who knows most of forgiving love will sing the loudest.”—Morning and Evening
April 8. The Lord gave us sunshine today in answer to prayer. We didn’t hear any rain during the night. Had a little bit this afternoon, but not like the previous afternoons.
Don’t know where my mind was in school today, but I really goofed up in a few things. First of all, I assigned them jobs that were on Friday’s list. Then at recess time, I forgot to get water for them to wash their hands afterward. And last, but not least, I was explaining to them what to do in their math books, and their math books hadn’t been given out yet. Well, they surely will know I am human. All the kids knew their monologue in English class today and said it before the class.
April 9. The Lord gave us a dry day today, with dry season type winds. Ears and throat were hurting during the night last night. And this evening, I am really stuffed up. Daddy thinks he has a kidney infection.
Before we got up this morning, Daddy reminded me of one other thing that I forgot yesterday. I forgot to remind the kids that today would be Friday, and they should bring food for the teachers. They all brought something anyway. Not sure if they all remembered, or if some of them shared food with others.
All the children said their Bible verses today and got stickers, except for Stephanas. We had finished our Bible lesson yesterday so played a game today. Team 1 won by one point.
In tokples class, we learned “n” and the syllable “na.” The plane came just before recess, bringing Simbaqo and Korin, and taking out Kelly’s family and Dami’s wife. Kelly and Dami walked to town. We just found out today that Dami got married to Tipora while we were in town. Dami is going to take her up to Hagen to meet his family.
Math class was all review today. English class was review also, and then a party for Jocelyn. She turned 14 today. Bonita stayed afterward to finish her classwork. She did much better today, but is very, very slow. Mailin is going to try to help her this weekend.
Nuanda was feeling a bit worse today. Daddy went over to see him later in the morning to see if he could fix up a tokples verse for the kids to learn this coming week. He brought it back later this afternoon. That’s when we found out about Tipora and Dami.
"And there followed Him a great company of people, and of women, which also bewailed and lamented Him." Luke 23:27
Amid the rabble rout which hounded the Redeemer to His doom, there were some gracious souls whose bitter anguish sought vent in wailing and lamentations—fit music to accompany that march of woe. When my soul can, in imagination, see the Saviour bearing His cross to Calvary, she joins the godly women and weeps with them; for, indeed, there is true cause for grief—cause lying deeper than those mourning women thought. They bewailed innocence maltreated, goodness persecuted, love bleeding, meekness about to die; but my heart has a deeper and more bitter cause to mourn. My sins were the scourges which lacerated those blessed shoulders, and crowned with thorn those bleeding brows: my sins cried "Crucify Him! crucify Him!" and laid the cross upon His gracious shoulders. His being led forth to die is sorrow enough for one eternity: but my having been His murderer, is more, infinitely more, grief than one poor fountain of tears can express.
Why those women loved and wept it were not hard to guess: but they could not have had greater reasons for love and grief than my heart has. Nain's widow saw her son restored—but I myself have been raised to newness of life. Peter's wife's mother was cured of the fever—but I of the greater plague of sin. Out of Magdalene seven devils were cast—but a whole legion out of me. Mary and Martha were favoured with visits—but He dwells with me. His mother bare His body—but He is formed in me the hope of glory. In nothing behind the holy women in debt, let me not be behind them in gratitude or sorrow.
"Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll lave--
Constant still in heart abiding,
Weep for Him who died to save."
—Morning and Evening