uro day

thats fijian for sexy. uro. sexy. you know why? i haven't cut my hair in 4 months, i haven't shaved in one month, i have a rash under my pits, a little around my back and stomach and a lot near around and on my crotch... as well as a beater tan line. llllladiiiiiiiiies..... (points to the awaiting crowd of women) oh me oh my oh yes.

other'n that i love life. (pfft that is WHY i love life... muhahaha nobody to impress makes me feel fantastic and spiritual. oh yes, spiritual.)

our last few days have been doorknocking... the old folks home on tuesday was rather poor, we did 'work' by raking 13 leaves and throwing trash into a river. we didn't get to pray for anyone so that was a bummer... but it was still a fun day. we watched night at the museum 2 for our monday night off... it was pretty decent. i had some laughs. we got some quotes. success. but doorknocking! this new area we are in is super.... good isn't the right word, mebe its open. yessure, open. the first day we did a quick prayer at one house, then the next house we met a woman named cosum, who has a really cool testimony (involving healing and finding Christ through ways hindu's normally do.. sooolid) and is involved in a scary marriage that she is trying to get out of... (perfectly justified, let me tell you...) so we encouraged her to flee to her kids in suva so hopefully she does that this weekend.. we talked a lot and prayed a lot with her and really felt the spirit work. she made us lunch. it was fried rice. it was the best ever...

then today amini (pretty much entirely in fijian) lead a methodist dude to salvation... he talked in english a few times to clue us in at what he was saying but it was just really cool to see him be lead by the spirit and say just the right things to james who was really wanting and ready for it. (the methodists here do not believe in the spirit and are very very religious.. ie: no noise in church, while praying or no music during worship... ssssssssssssstupid) but it was sweet to finally see someone come to know God.

other'n that... pretty much 2 weeks left. gonna miss the crap out of fiji.. its become very familiar and leaving (while parts of me will be relieved (the rashy bits... flippin... rashy bits...)) will be hard. no time to think like that though, there's a whole 'nother day of door knocking tomorrow! then PRIMAL. so good. i miss loud noisy youth groups. the youth are quiet but the music is loud... hopefully we can get a whole bunch of strangers to come. happy birthday!