A Big Project...

This summer we are embarking on an ambitious project. This is the beginning. What is even more amazing is the local involvement we are receiving from the community.

In working with the Tourist Police we are always seeking for ways to nurture them both spiritually and physically. The facility that houses this group of men and women is based in 70 year old buildings that share the history of a hotel and hospital through the years.

The police station as we see it now was never built with intention to serve its present use. The men and woman are housed in extremely delapadated facilities that lea when it rains. The shower and bathhouse presently make your worst childhood camp bathhouse experience look like a dream.

We have several weeks of work planned for a new bathhouse that is sponsored by 3 churches planning to do the work. As well the Committee of Antigua has taken notice and is helping to make this project happen. Check back to see its progress.

And there is more...

The Children's Ministry for the IDC is doing well. We are finding that our space for children's ministry is being stretched.

What a great problem...

The Cast System...

The progress with the broken ankle is underway. The staples have been removed and now I have a cast for the next 5 weeks or so. Not much to add but your prayers are always welcome.

The Power of Prayer...

18 months ago I was standing just outside of station headquarters for the Tourist Police. Through a translator I heard the words that I was given the spiritual responsibilites for this group of men - the Tourist Police of Antigua. We (Antonio & I) have had an amazing time working with this group. With many lows and many highs, we have seen our share of successes and disappointments.

The power of prayer showed itself this past week. Because of my accident I was unable to be with the men - so they came to me. We spent an evening of laughter and companionship. We being myself, Nancy, Amber, my friend Jan from the states, and the 26 men on duty that week.

When the night ran it's course and began to wind down I asked the men if I could pray for them. They then told me - "No, we came here to pray for you."