+Jack and Julia, who are doing a great job of taking care of me without Scott, Luke, and Caleb here . . . pitching into chores with dog, cows, water, bikes, dishes, etc., solicitous of my Birthday happiness. They are an amazing pair and a joy to be with.
+Goats, which were sent home today with a variety of needy people. Picture a petite little mom with AIDS tugging at the rope of a massive white horned beast, her baby on her back, setting off for home! Earlier I had the privilege of listening to the pre-distribution speeches, as our visitors Craig and Dick shared from the story of the abundant filling of oil for the widow, surely a closely related picture to the replenishing supply of milk these animals will provide. As they talked I watched one of the mothers: I had mourned with her when, in the pre-ARV pre-UNICEF era, we watched her son Dickson waste away and die. She had no surviving children at that time, a real tragedy here. But now she has a healthy 6 month old who tested HIV negative, and will stay that way by drinking the goat's milk provided today. Having sat with her at Dickson's grave made it all the more sweet to see her receive life, and hope, in the form of the goat today.
+Team. The young single crowd surprised me this morning when I slipped away to the Masso's empty house for prayer, preceding me with fresh home made muffins, and several scripture passages (including my Dad's favorite Psalm 121) written out, my favorite hymn, and flowers. I felt very loved. All day long people popped in and out to check on me, and then tonight put together a great cake-and-ice cream post-pizza celebration. I'm humbled and heartened by the kind words on my cards, and the acts of service.
+Kevin home from the hospital, two weeks from death to beginning the rest of life, God's mercy.
+Cell phones, which allowed me to talk to my husband, my mother, friends in Sudan, Uganda, America.
+The USA football (soccer) team . . Ok bear with me but it was really fun to watch them beat Spain, to hang out with my son and some of the guys and enjoy a game where heart and determination beat the odds. Hopeful for our life in general.
+Dancing: we ended the evening with an all-out dance party, candles and a whooping bass, on the porch under the bougainvillea and a damply humid dark sky.