Sunday, August 8, 2010
Sunday nite after YSA
If you have read the title you probably don't have to read any further. Friday nite overnite to Saturday with 90 18 to 30 (and there were a few 30 pluses) and you surely have some idea where this might be going.
Let me say that we actually have been working with the YSA Conference Committee since the first part of June. Our first meeting was in Spanish Town on a Sunday when there was a tropical downpour. The roofs of the church buildings are metal and when it rains that sound is deafening and of course makes it impossible to communicate in any other language than sign. We did get started with our plans in spite of having to shout at each other. The man who was leading the committee and his wife were wonderful to work with and also the young people who were on the committee.
Jack and I both approached the actual time with MUCH anxiety - that dreaded unknown. After we fell into bed last nite we each confessed that we were profoundly grateful for the whole experience. Not the least ingredient of our gratitude was the bald fact that WE DID IT. With the Lord's help.
Here are some random observations on the experience - not necessarily in order:
These beautiful Jamaican youth are so cheerful and fun loving and at the same time very deeply spiritual. We had an impromtu testimony meeting because our class leaders had not yet arrived. The young man sitting next to me asked if they had just announced that we would have an opportunity to bear our testimonies. I said yes. He was visably agitated until after the conducting brother had expressed his testimony and then he almost tripped over me to be the first one up.
The Cheesmans advised us to look for the huge Banyon tree just before we exited the property of the school. The low "wall " you see is actually the tree root doubling back on itself. I love tree trunks and roots.
To our family - hope you have a wonderful week at Alturas. We love you all. Fran