The Lord is good, all the time. And all the time, The Lord is good.

It has now been two months since we have moved to Egypt, and we could not love it anymore. The swine flu outbreak is over (for now) and Ben is right in the middle of a test, a research paper, over 500 pages of reading a week, and contemplating a thesis. I am still working with my preschoolers in the morning and I go to African Hope school in the afternoon. My first week with them was tough, because I so badly do not want to be "The white teacher that pulls them out of class and ask them to read". Right now they just want to shake my hand and know my name. I crave relationship with every single one of them. Everyday I hear them repeat "The Lord is good, all the time. And all the time, The Lord is good". Amen.

On my third day I was doing some work and I heard a joyful noise coming from across the hall. Christ is alive and active, and I was glad I brought my camera that day.

Every day I tend to wonder if they are going to teach me more about life and following Christ than I am going to teach them about the ABC's.

We had the chance to hang out with some of God's children here in Cairo.

My classroom at school

We really thought you would all enjoy seeing how our Egyptian cornbread turned out, as you all tell us how wonderful the weather and fall food is back home.

We are missing home now with the holiday season around the corner. We are meeting people and finding a touch of everyone in our new friends, but you are all irreplaceable and we pray for you and your lives daily. We miss you.

Grace,

SL