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kidsClub Saturday and Sunday were packed with activity. We had around 45 in Club on Saturday and our team got annihilated in competition. I got in trouble with one of our leaders because I mentioned in my blog a couple of weeks ago that her team had latrine duty. So, Damares (Red team), this is for you, THE RED TEAM WON on Saturday!

Later Saturday, as a special Teen activity, we traveled to Calvary Baptist Church to spend time with their youth group. It was a flash-back of sorts for me as we spent time with several kids that were a part of the group when we ministered there back in 1998/99. Our teens loved the fun.

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Sunday’s Sunday school saw our biggest number yet at 45 with 25 of those in my Junior’s class. That afternoon our new members signed the membership book and we had our first communion service!

I preached on being a part of the family of God and after the service I was privileged to lead Lydia Sara to the Savior. She had asked Jesus to be her Savior as a seven-year-old but knew in her heart that she had made that decision to please her friends.

On Monday I began my entrance into school ministry by completing a small maintenance project in the building. During that project I was able to talk for a few minutes with Alex. He was in the principal’s office again. I’ll visit him today! Thank you for your prayers and financial support.

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