sports day

the past few days have been the hottest of my life... let me tell you... pffft. 'winter' is ridiculous. i'm fairly sure i'd die in summer. fairly most positively sure. i'd just have to be naked all the time. and constantly running through sprinklers. which don't exist. so i'd just be a dead naked dude who tried to run through non-existent sprinklers. i'm glad God chose this time for me to be in fiji...

mmm what has happened... saw terminator... really really really liked it.. finally replaced my water bottle. (shut your mouth! SO a big deal.)... caught 4-5 frogs and 2 geckos... its been a good week.

lllater.



whoa, and on wednesday we did compound cleanup. thursday as well! it was 'hard' work. mainly we did yard work until our bosses brought us cookies and juice. night time was girls night group so we dudes went to town an played pool for a few hours... did i tell you about my icecream incident? i finally had culture shock. or selfish shock.. a kid asked me for my licked all over icecream. i said... no... i wanted it... then lucas gave the kid his. and i felt absolutely horrible. never have i felt more guilt for eating icecream.... serves me right. i just didnt' expect to be asked!! (in self defense context, the kid was playing pool and obviously wasn't in dire need of food... i shoulda just bought him his own. it was only 75 cents. but it was a gift. i had to eat it. plus... i feel like that woulda been a little like feeding the bears. maybe. or maybe i'm just trying to justify being a horrible individual. the point.. dont' ever ask me for my icecream.)

(major ps, celine dion is playing right now, and therefore i miss laura a ton. jef then gets missed by association, and THEREFORE i am homesick a little bit.)

and on thursday we did more of the same...

and on friday we had a sports day at the park! which started this whole... sunlight thing where my body starts pouring liquid from itself into my nice notsocleananymore absorbant cotton clothing. its the smell of love baby.... looove fiji. we played touch rugby for awhile... tried (oh so hard) to teach them ultimate, but fijians like to run too much whilst holding objects of sport. also, they dont' follow rules. at all.... it was frustrating but obviously their rejection of rules allows full acceptance of joy in whatever they play. so who really wins north america... who really wins... i say, it depends on the situation.

and on saturday... we... had LEYN. (lautoka empowering youth network) so it was pretty much a giant primal. the worship was amazing as per pastor eddy usual... they do this song, where they spell out Jesus name and then the chorus is just oooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOO OOOOOO ooooooo but its pretty much the best pump up song i've ever participated in... so much fun. then this pastor came up and started preaching... i thought it was gonna be a 5 second intro into the evening program (which included 3 YWAM teams (ours, the other lautoka team from our base, and a batch from newcastle australia (who incidentally had chosen to do the lifehouse skit as well, to which we said we have nothing else so they conceded their skit into another one, but they also had a song 'how he loves us' which unfortunately we had been asked to play as well since jess does the most amazing job of it ever... it was really funny but really horrible. oh well.)) with at least 3 items each.) that had started at 7:30pm but he spoke for 45 minutes! he felt led by the spirit to do so, and did the nights second altar call to which about 25 out of 225 people came.. he was preaching about sin and why we shouldn't sin but his main, huge emphasis was that God, (finger points hugely into the crowd) HATES sinners. (to which our team dropped our jaws too... i had tuned out instantly and no longer regarded this man as a true man of God (though apparently he is a prophet... eh...)) after that shocker we weren't really feeling the spirit move as much but whatever... apparently a lot of people got something out of condemnation (also in context, we were told thats what fijians need. because they do not take sin seriously... in NA, people would walk out. in fiji, people get saved.) so after taking the time to adjust my attitude the program finally began at 9:45pm. with about... 150 people remaining. joes team did their thing first then the aussie team (who's skit was really funny to us but funnier to the fijians (it was the me me me skit) but meme in fijian means peepee... oh yes fiji appropriate!) who also had an altar call with a painfully long 15 minute worship solo session from one of their leaders. it was still cool to see someone give it their all though... then finally we did our lifehouse skit for about 50 people and had a good time doing it. we got told good things about it so we felt good. for what it was, the night was good but so sad for what it could have been... we just need more opportunities now. sigh. good things.

and today we had church, 6am prayer watching the sunrise, and dinner with some japanese students. week 3, begin!