Today was good, every day with God is good. I had plenty of food to eat, having woken up in a dry, clean room which provides for me more space and amenities than any person truly needs. I am more richly robed than the flowers of the field and have more provision than the birds of the air. God is faithful. The book of Jeremiah reads more each day like a manual to prepare my mind for Mitrovica. Each day I am one step closer.
Vissy and I met with Osman to go over the design for the security fence which will adorn the cap of our wall at the church. I asked him to give us the price for four different designs. An hour later he came by the jobsite to drop off his hand-written quote and to invite us out for coffee. The design I like best calls for vertical iron bars every 11 centimeters for the entire 165 meter length of the wall. Osman plans to hand forge spear tips on the ends of all 1500 pieces. He thinks that hand forging, as opposed to welding, will make for a stronger, more lasting and beautiful product. I’m sure he knows.
The concrete on site is not going as well as I had hoped. I debated with myself weather or not to include this fact in an online post. The concrete finish appears rough and uneven. After a brief consult with Fisnik this afternoon, we decided to halt progress for one day at least. None of the workers were happy about delaying the project, but I think it is the proper thing to do. Concrete is forever, even more forever than diamond adorned wedding rings.
Life is good in the mission field. Provision is abundant and timely, the people are fascinating and friendly, the air is clean and the mountains are beautiful. I am thankful for this time in my life.
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