Last week was Holy Week in Bolivia.  Things were a bit solemn here in Portachuelo until today.  The popular religion dictates that one is supposed to be sad and not do fun things doing Holy Week.  I was in the city Friday and the supermarkets had the liquor section roped off.  Thousands of people being religious for a few days thinking that the Lord is pleased with an outward show of piety.

Therefore we are buried with him by baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life. Rom 6:4 

There are 26 in kindergarten this year.  20 of them are boys.  Rosa, the teacher, has trouble with discipline.  Her helper Angela is much on disciple either.  Marion goes in for a while each morning to help with the ones that are having trouble.  She takes them into her ice cream shop and works with them one on one.  There are some perks involved in working one on one with Grandma.

We are still in the process of getting all the school documentation transferred to the Koinonia Foundation.  The lawyer was here today dealing with the Alcaldia (City Hall) concerning taxes.  The present city government did not win the elections.  We have three month before the new group takes over.  We want to get everything done before then.

Last Saturday was the baptism for Helen and Raul.  We went to a nice little river not too far from Portachuelo.  The water wasn’t very deep so it didn’t help us with the weight.  When we were lifting Raul out of the water my foot slipped in the sand and at the same time Oswaldo stepped on a piece of wire.  It is the first time we almost lost someone.

Fabian, Melisa and Melanie

Fabian and Melisa was here Saturday.  They came to show off their newborn daughter, Melanie.  Much pray has gone up for Fabian.  Maybe the responsibility of a family will help him be more serious.  Continue to pray