Our last day in Rejurla

It is hot. Hot and humid. Whenever I'm outside I'm literally soaked with sweat. The phrase "Maddogs and Englishmen" keeps coming to mind (they're the only ones who'll venture out into the tropical noonday sun). Even the locals are commenting on how hot it is. Right now Tim, Jordan and Kent are sleeping. Later this evening we're going to split into two teams and go to homes and pray for them. Jaideep wants us in teams to be able to cover more families as I think he's let a number of folks know we were going to be here.
Last night we drove to one of the tribal areas and attended a church service. The "building" was a palapa-like structure with a thatch roof, dirt floor and a balky PA system that decided to quit halfway through my message on Micah 6.8. That wasn't a problem though, the 80 or so folks there were sitting close enough that being heard wasn't really an issue. Prior to the service and afterwards three of the women, in traditional tribal dress, did a dance for us. The difference pre and post service was that Jordan and I danced with them after the service. I'm sure Kent will have the video on his Facebook page soon, if not already. Fools for Jesus, that's us, Jordan and I anyway!
:Earlier today Jordan and I went with Jaideep to a local pastor's home and church. Pastor Job, his wife and two children live in a concrete block room attached to the church that is about 14 X 8 feet. A woman was outside doing laundry; sloshing clothing in a bucket of soapy water, beating and scrubbing it on a rock and then rinsing and hanging in the air to dry.
If we ever doubt we live in a paradise in the US, forget it - we do. I told Jaideep the other day of my conviction that we in the US are the rich man , in the parable Jesus told about the wealthy man who had the begger Lazarus at his door. Not to criticize us but to remind us of of our responsibilities to others.
Enough preaching - tomorrow Victor Samuel will come for us at about 10:00 AM and we'll make the trip to Pithapuram; I've heard it will take 4 to 8 hours depending on traffic, which believe me, in India means something totally different than what we think of.
Please pray for health - there's some gippy tummy going around and other intestinal issues I'll leave to your imagination. Yours truly, though, is somewhat of a barabarian - I feel pretty good!
Love ya!