Well, life is starting to feel pretty normal now. I am establishing all
the little routines like going to work, working out, shopping. I love
walking to work in the morning. The streets are pretty quiet becauseSyrians
tend to stay up late and sleep in late, so it's usually a few men
washing cars, the guards, and me. The guards all recognize me and we
always exchange pleasantries. It's good to be nice to the men holding
AK47s!
School starts tomorrow! The maintenance crew has done an
amazing job with the school grounds. I wish I had a before and after
picture. It is really had to keep things looking new and clean in such
a hot, dry climate.
Somehow Meg and I got signed up to lead worship at church on Friday (that's when we have it since
Sunday is a workday here). I guess people were happy that we could sing
and speak English clearly. Bless their hearts, but the Filipino women
who are singing now are very difficult to understand, and none of us
are quite sure which song we are singing (even after they start)! Our
little church is called All-Saints of Damascus. It's very small, and
doesn't have a minister right now. The past minister was American, and
couldn't renew his visa anymore. They have ministers who want to come,
but they live in "Occupied Palestine" (or Israel as we know it)and are
not able to come to Syria.
Make sure to leave a comment! I am having them sent to my email address now-the site is blocked, but I got around that!
