MUD!We just got back from Denver, CO. last night - as some of you already know. We spent the week there, in order for me to see a Dr. for my TMJ. (Many thanks to all of you who were involved in giving and praying in order to make that possible. It was so unexpected and such a blessing!)
It is a process to correct it, so I'm not seeing big changes yet, but Lord willing we will come back in April for some more treatments. God has provided in so many ways for this to happen. Last summer a family that none of us knew, wanted to stop in at Bacavi Church and stay overnight. So we got to know this family with 2 children from Denver. I contacted them to see about inexpensive lodging, and they offered their house. What a blessing! Then we found out they lived just 15 minutes from the doctors office. It is so amazing to me how God orchestrated all of that.
Here we are with the Hannah family that we stayed with in Denver.
This weekend Bacavi had their Bean Dance. It is sort of the 1st dance of the ceremonial season here. The dances/ceremonies will continue on various weekends, through August.
We have a busy month coming up. With various visitors coming and some of us traveling too.
In just a couple of hours we will be getting visitors. My sister and brother-in-law will be stopping in for a couple of days with their 2 youngest children. Bob and Laura Kulp from WI. I am looking forward to that. And then a day after they leave another one of my sisters will be stopping in with her husband for a couple days. Keith and Deloris Clugston from PA.
And now I need to go clean up the disaster of suitcases on the living room floor.
Below is a paragraph that Tara wrote for school.
On Monday, we were all doing school inside the house, when all of the sudden, we heard a loud whirling noise outside. All at once, everybody ran outside, shoes or no shoes, to see what it was. We were able to find out very soon that it was a helicopter. At first it just circled around once and was gone. So, we all went back inside. But then, we heard it come around again, so we ran outside once more. It kept circling around, and then we saw it go towards Hotevilla, so we ran behind our house (which was in that direction), to see it better. Everybody else had been there awhile when I finally came, because I had stopped awhile to play with Choco. But when I did get there, Mom was just saying, “Maybe it’s time to get the mail!” I didn’t know what she was talking about at first. But later when she asked, “Who wants to go get the mail with me?” I understood a little bit better what she was talking about. Later, she told us to all get in the van (minus Dad, plus Melissa, because she had just happened to be at our house that morning), because we were going to get the mail and see the see the helicopter, which I forgot to say landed right beside the Youth and Elderly Center in Hotevilla. When we arrived, sure enough, there it was! Nathan and Mr. Toews had come in a different vehicle, so Nathan and Bryce were taking pictures. We figured out from Melissa (who found out from some body else), that somebody was missing and the helicopter had been sent out to look for him.
By Tara
