I'm almost out of battery life, so this is going to be short, and then I'll be more detailed later.
Today we talked to the kids about how big God is. It was awesome to see them crowded around a laptop with a google earth image of their home, pointing out the banana grove and the school building, and then see them awestruck by the size of the sun, the galaxy, the universe. I myself was awed again and this magnificent, glorious God and how far he's flung his glory through space.
There was an activity with floam that devolved rather quickly into a contest of who could make the biggest ball. It was nuts, but Sieng Hai wanted to sit by me, so I didn't much care.
In the afternoon we went to a water park that would make and American litigation lawyer dance a jig, but thankfully no one was hurt. I wasn't going to get in, but when I was cooling my feet, some of the older boys started targeting me with their nerf water guns. I fought back, but there was no contest. And I couldn't have cared less. Seeing these boys who have been through so much and are now finding their way into manhood just cut up and goof off was so rewarding. Inside I was whooping, because once again, I see that God has taken the "least of these" in this world and lifted them up. They are not victims, they are not broken, they are just teenage boys.
Picching came and got me to go on a slide together. We climbed way up and he showed me where to sit on the innertube and where to put my hands, and then we hollered through a long twisty black tunnel. Twice. It was fun, and it was fun to spend time with my kid. He's a leader.
Okay, almost out of juice, praising God for the laughter and squeals of 33 kids and more than a few grown ups.