It’s been already a week and a half since I left the States. It’s seems
I’ve been away much longer. However, I am not homesick and I am not in
denial either. πŸ™‚

Sunday, we arrived in Salthill at our campground (yes, another place to
pitch our tents, literally). Later that day, we met with our contact
Jimmy Earle from Discovery Church who gave us a briefing on the history and
culture of Ireland. This done, of course, o’er a cup o’ tea and
biscuits (Irish for “cookies”).
 
 
 Salthill shoreline
 
Campsite in Salthill….yes, we’re still living in tents.
Monday, my team went into Galway via the Bus Ēireann to remove graffiti
and to pick up litter as a street ministry. Several people had stopped
by to ask us what we were doing and why. One lady from Minnesota
thought we were being punished because back home where she is from
“naughty kids wear orange vests to do community service”.
 
 
Eyre Square, Galway….this is where we rode the bus to to start our street ministry in Galway
 

The rest of the week’s ministry consisted of helping two church
families with yard work and painting the Discovery church’s storage
room.

Team ministry:  yardwork removing unwanted vines and moving rocks to form a trench

It’s been raining since we arrived in Ireland and outside house chores
do not get put on hold if it’s raining. According to some locals, the
unrelenting days of rain started about six years ago. Could this be an
effect of global warming or is there something else going on, having to
do with the heart of Ireland?  Things that make you go hmmmm…..

Although we’ve been living off of €3 a day per person (equivalent to
$4.50), word got around to the church members and they have been
providing for us delicious meals for breakfast and “dinner” (it’s our
lunch meal in the States). The Irish Breakfast consists of tea or
coffee, toast or biscuits (cookies), Irish butter (very creamy) and
fruit. Dinner is the larger meal of the day, and we have had in our
meals Irish stew, lasagna, curry chicken, and potato salads.

Alright, while we are on the topic of rain, my tent hadn’t been holding
up too well with the rain.  Water seeped through the sides and puddled
around where my bags and sleeping quarters were. I woke up one morning
to a wet sleeping bag and wet clothing. No overnight bodily fluid
accidents, I promise. By God’s grace, Friday was “Fun Day” and I had a
chance to buy a new tent. I’ve been living dry ever since. πŸ™‚
 
New tent!!…alright, the colors are not my favorite, but it keeps me warm and dry.

If you can pray for my health this week. I have gotten a soar throat
and hoping it goes away soon. I don’t want this soar throat to mutate
into something bigger and worse. Please do pray God’s antidotal
release of healing within my body so I can continue doing His work with
a strengthened body and not under the weather. No pun intended. πŸ™‚

Also pray for a homeless man I met while doing the street ministry on
Monday. He was in his 3rd year of medical school when he dropped out
because of drugs. He has been living on the streets of Galway for two
weeks because his parents kicked him out of their house. He is a heroin
addict, ge said. I spoke words of life to him using Jeremiah 29:11,
Psalm 139:14, and John 10:10, but it seemed as though he was too
ashamed to receive those words. He didn’t want me to pray with him and
seemed nervous when I asked him if he wanted me to pray with him. My
heart is still going out for this guy. He is only 30 yrs old and I know
the LORD has wonderful plans for him. Please pray for Jermith’s
salvation and that he gets cleaned up and returns to medical school.

Cheers for your prayers. 
By the way, “cheers” is Irish for Thank You. πŸ™‚