Sniffling our way to Monday

Sick
Sniffly, hacking, achy
Trying desperately to sleep
Dragging through school and endless chores
Cold

I've recently rediscovered the art of cinquain poetry, since it's the current unit for grade 7s, and these snappy little poems may come up occasionally as there may be no other succinct way of expressing ourselves - or at least, myself. I'm not so sure Bob would stoop to poetry. Then again, he's full of surprises.

Having just returned from a very intense and stupendous trip to Quebec with 38 enthusiastic teenagers, I am currently battling a small sniffle. Er, a big sniffle, which has resulted in one day at home to rest. One would think I could accomplish a lot, since we have so many things to complete before departure to Toronto on Monday, but no. I spent the majority of the day on the couch - as one should when they are in bodily battle. That said, I have the following prayer request:

* That I might heal from this cold before my yellowfever shot (Wednesday at 3:15 - that's tomorrow).
* That these last 3 days with my students will be healthy and fun

In other more positive news, we have completed our financial support! Thanks to those of you who are sharing in our journey in this way. Thanks also to those of you who have committed to pray for us - both extremely important. And a special thanks to a dear friend who has given us 92 encouragement notes - one for every day of this experience in Africa. God has been faithful and blessed us so much through you.


So...

Preparation
Packing, Praying, Persisting
Filling boxes and bags with clothes and photos
Only 5 days left!
Africa!