Packing, Good-byeing

The last days before travel are always a mixed bag.  I'm ready to see my friends in PBO again.  Some of my students have received the results from their 9th grade and 6th grade government exams.  That's big news for a kid.  If you pass, you are allowed to advance.  If not, you're humiliated and have to re-do a whole year of school.  I've learned that one young man who spends a lot of time at my place had the highest score of anyone in his school on the 9th grade exam.  That's exciting for him!  Congratulations J.J.!

I want to catch up with fellow church members with whom I've had no contact.  I want to catch up with students, with neighbors, and with friends.  And I want to find out what is new in our little community. 

On the other hand, it's always hard to say goodbye to folks not knowing when you will see them again.  Throw in the possibility of death, and goodbye's become even more dramatic.

I will not miss THE MACHINE that is functioning here in the US...the press and Hollywood and all of those public-opinion-influencers who are pushing this country in a direction that I recognize and regret. 

I will be glad to be back in Haiti where people talk about God everyday.  He's still real there.  Read my story about the big steel pole in the middle of an imaginary town.  It's on the special writings page of this website.  Check it out.