Tropical Storm: Last weekend we prepared the base for what we thought was going to be a hurricane at that time. The men brought all the outdoor furniture inside, moved the backhoe, moved the boat, shut all the windows, and much more. I packed for an extended stay in the city. By the time we got to the city the storm was just a tropical storm, better than a hurricane but we still had a storm surge and major winds. The storm surge flooded many parts of Belize City including our apartment. The next day we spent eight hours mopping and cleaning the floors. Not a fun day, but at least it’s all clean and ready for baby girl #2.
Robbery: We were so exhausted that weekend. One night we went to bed and at 1:30 am our phone rang. It was a detective. Vera and Basil’s apartment across town ( the very apartment we just stayed at one night before) had been broken into. This is almost impossible to do so we were shocked. We drove to the apartment with our imaginations going wild as to what we would see. Thankfully when we got there, the only thing of real damage was the door. NOTHING had been taken. The thieves used bolt cutters and a crow bar to get in. We do not know what they were looking for. The police said a neighbor called and they came right away so maybe they were scared off. The apartment was no longer secure from the outside so we had to stay the night. I was not too fond of that but we did ok. We did not get musch sleep that night between Evangeline being up and me being on edge. The next day, the door was fixed, but it delayed our trip back to the base yet another day.
The breakdown: We finally got to go back to the base on Wednesday. Everything was going just perfectly until we hit the Coastal Highway. The Coastal is a dirt road approximately 26 miles in length. It is the road that causes our vehicles the most trouble during the rainy season since we have to travel it so much. It is also the road that I refuse to travel again until we leave for the city to have the baby. It is THAT bumpy. Well, we were bumping along and John says “Something is not right I have to stop.” I said “No, just keep going , I’m so uncomfortable I just want to get there.” He said, “I have to stop.” It’s a good thing he did! The lower control arm of the left front wheel had snapped almost all the way through. Ok, so technically, I do not know what that means BUT, I do know that we were only about 9 miles off the paved road on the Coastal and John told me that had the arm snapped when we were going 65mph on the highway, we would be dead. We actually broke down in front of an adventure tourist camp. They took us in and gave us water and me a hammock to lay on since I was feeling ill at the time. They chatted with us. That night, Evangeline had a dinner of 1.5 bananas, 1 strawberry cookie, 1piece of bread, and 3 Fritos chips. We spent four hours (2 in the dark) at that place, they had no electricity. We were able to get a hold of our pastor, Kenny, and he and another good friend of ours, Shannon came to rescue us.
We came home exhausted and overwhelmed by the weeks occurrences, oh but we were so thankful that God is protecting us. I mean isn’t it obvious to you that the Lord is guiding us and holding our hands? It is so apparent that His shield is around us, and for that, we are some humbled and thankful. We also realize that it is because so many people like you are praying for us daily, weekly, monthly. Thank you Lord! We WILL proclaim your faithfulness!