First of all I want to thank My Lord for bringing my son through a very scary 24 hours. After one trip to the hospital, his symptoms only worsened. Severe breathing problems with a croupy cough. He’s doing better today, still not well, but at least he can talk. Where yesterday and last night he couldn’t, for lack of oxygen. I’m ashamed to admit I haven’t prayed that hard in quite a while.
With all that said…..God is so very Good!
Here is the little knucklehead…..
We’ve been busy doing what we do. Ministering and raising a family on the mission field. There are no two days alike, and we never lack for something to do. We thank the Lord for His blessings, provisions and guidance.
We just passed the two year mark here in Portugal. My husband and I were on a date the other night at a small neighborhood restaurant. We can walk to it and it’s become one of our favorites. It’s off the beaten path and purely Portuguese. We always get fantastic olives in which I get to eat all by myself, because my hubby has yet to learn to appreciate them. The waiter comes to the table, tells you what his mother or wife has prepared in the kitchen, and you choose one of the two or three dishes available. This night the choices were goat, veal, and pork loin. As we were waiting for our food I began to think about restaurants in America. It took me a while before I could imagine how food was served. Here it comes “family style”. You order a dish and it comes on a platter and you serve it onto your own plate. This makes sharing and trying all the food available on the table quite easy. I like it that way. I had almost forgotten that most restaurants in American don’t do that……I’m afraid that when we are able to take a furlough, I may experience a bigger culture shock upon re-entering the States than I did moving here.
The kids are all growing and speaking Portuguese better than me. Trinity, our 5 year old, who didn’t speak any Portuguese until she started Kindergarten last fall, corrects my verb conjugation all the time now. It’s not fair how easily kids learn.
Spring is on its way here in northern Portugal. My mom will be visiting with us for a few days while the kids are out for Easter. We are looking forward to not only her arrival, but the arrival of pretty weather. Evangelism is so much easier when we don’t have to fight torrential rains and cold weather!