Pure Church

Last night wrapped up our choir's Christmas cantata at the church. Tonight, they sing at the men's prison and there is perhaps a couple other performances at other places around the island. It's been a full week for the choir, and the Lord has sustained and blessed them powerfully. You can see it in the joy of the people who've come to the cantata. It's been awesome. Here are a couple more pics (click the photo for bigger pic and better resolution):

Last night our choir had it's annual Christmas Cantata. It's no boast to say that their performance is outstanding every year. But last night was as moving and powerful a cantata as I've seen. The power in the voices and the lyrics was simply amazing.

I don't have any video or audio yet--perhaps someone will post some soon. But here's a pic from the Adams:

Warm hospitality with sweet families:


'Rock 'em, Sock 'em Robots'! Remember those?




And 'Hungry Hippos'


Breakfast at Elder Grants':


Visiting the American Girl Place (for my daughter!):


Pastors and their wives (It's always a joy to get a photo op with the Bishop of Atlanta and First Lady :-)):

From the Girl Talk blog.

As an American abroad, I'm constantly finding little ways that I'm America-centered in my view of life. Sometimes these are important discoveries; other times humorous. Here are a couple of pictures from N. Ireland that brought a chuckle. Why are these pictures a problem for those of us too America-minded?

My son came into this world with a head full of hair. And it grew over this first year. Contrary to what this first picture suggests, he did not like to have it combed. This is the chronicle of his first haircut.

"Ooohh... my head feels so light... and tingly."