Journalling the daily life of David Hallowell, a mission builder working on a place for abandoned children to spend time with prospective parents...and a campground for the poor village children of Crimea. For more photos and mission specifics visit our website at www.riverofjoy-crimea.org
River of Joy base from the road
Picnic Patio goes to work
Sunday, August 19, 2012
ONE BATTLE DOESN'T MAKE A WAR!!
So we worked hard to get the roof up, because everything was getting real dry and we did not want to be anyone who may be accused of holding up the blessing of the Lord, the rain. We built up the walls around the front entry to match the rest of the house.
We use "rakushka,"here. It is soft sedimentary stone
that our builders actually often shape with a hatchet!
It is full of air pockets,
giving the walls a pretty good 'R' value.
This RAKUSHKA sedimentary stone
that is cut up and used all over Crimea for building
may actually be a result of
the great flood recorded in Genesis
according to some scientists!
A reinforced concrete pour finishes the wall,
then a wooden board is cemented
and lag bolted to the top of the wall
to connect with the rafters.
We use reinforced concrete grape stakes to hold
up the wall above the windows and doors.
Such simple local resources help to keep us
moving ahead briskly.
The brothers Sasha and Sergei consult often but the boards
are gradually becoming a roof.
Then the upper well stops.
We check the water level and the
stop return valve.
We have air in the line and the pump wants
to work all the time.
We turn off the pump to let the water level rise
...hopefully, while we give the pump motor a rest.
"O God, You are my God;
Early will I seek You;
My soul thirsts for You;
My flesh longs for You
In a dry and thirsty land
Where there is no water. "
Psalm 63:1 NKJV
We still don't pray for rain though.'
We work quickly to be ready for it.
Not exactly the safest scaffolding I've ever witnessed
Once we get most of the gables up and the rafters,
the roof gets top boards! Quickly we lay on the
plastic they call, "hydro barrier"here. So NOW
WE ARE READY FOR RAIN (supposedly).
It is a good thing we are too because,
'Burulcha, 'our little river of joy has become...
A VERY DRY CREEK BED.
It is unclear how long the lower well will hold up.
The land is parched.
FATHER WE NEED RAIN HERE. PLEASE SEND RAIN
TO WATER OUR LAND AND CROPS.
Elohim answers our earnest plea.
Dark clouds come rushing in from the Southwest.
There is thunder and lightening
and now we do not resist the downpour.
We speak not a word of rebuke. No, we
welcome it with shouts of.
and, "THANK YOU LORD!"
THIS HEAVY DOWNPOUR
WATERS THE GROUND,
VISIBLY IMPARTING LIFE
TO THE THIRSTY TREES AND GRASSES.
AND IT SEEMS ALL CREATION
IS DANCING IN THE RAIN.
Our gravel path becomes a mini waterway.
Then I get a wake-up call. Anatoli runs to Rechnaya 7.
Something is wrong...
For what eventuality have we not prepared?
spiritually we seem to be hitting on all four.
The Lord is answering our prayers.
But we have forgotten one important thng...
We forgot to add in...
THE HUMAN FACTOR.
The roof is leaking right through our hydro barrier!
We did not expect perfection.
Once we have the corrugated asbestos and
mission tile in place this roof should be
solid and waterproof for many years,
but for a rain or two we expected
this plastic sheeting to hold..
We were sold defective merchandise
and also not told that it
comes with small pores, not designed to
stop a downpour.
Sasha feels responsible.
He gets sick to his stomach and stops coming to meals.
Sergei steps on a nail and begins to limp around slowly.