Our accommodation at Backdoor, South Africa
is quite lovely. Don’t worry, you won’t find a Hilton or Holidy Inn
Express here. In fact, you won’t even find Backdoor on a map because
to this world, it doesn’t exist, which creates problems when you’re
trying to find a locksmith.
One day this past week the girls
decided to get the key stuck in their bedroom door and lock themselves
out… with precious commodities locked in the room (like drinking
water). Terri and Sarah spent quite a length of time with some of the
neighborhood boys trying to bust the lock, but to no avail, they
couldn’t seem to break in.
That’s what pastors are for.
Here are the girls, rather sad to be locked out.
Pastor Clifford being sweet with a screwdriver and hammer; prying ever so forcefully into the doorframe.
Just another angle… makes it easier.
In the meantime, the girls make it look good.
I decide to join in… because I make it look even better.
Twice (and with my muscley arm in the shot)
Because of our good looks, the pastors broke the lock off for my lovely ladies
So, naturally, they celebrate with the “Hiro” cheer!
And I, again, decide to make this celebration look good.
in all, it was a good and adventurous evening. There was a large
potential for Satan to really win this victory, using frustration and
our lack of comfort to thwart our joy from the day; however, God is
often the most victorious in situations like these and we had a great
night! It was fun and we were sure to thank God for a terrific
evening… by praying and watching our evening episode of “Heroes”.
God bless you and miss you all!
