We were about to lose heart after working 5 hours and 3 techs to get our internet going. It was a joyous time to see “Google” again. We really don’t want to know what happened to the cable line from here to there. It was something like “community sharing” I think. This morning we had a staff meeting with Genti and Shpresa and then this afternoon we took off for the village with Arjan’s team to Kasalle. Today’s story was Nicodemus. The children were very attentive listening but what really touched my heart was their singing that rang out from the building. I just stepped out to take a picture of the view from the balcony of the building where we meet. With the background sound of music of “Oh Be Careful Little Ears What you Hear”, I couldn’t help but reflect of the contrast of worlds as I snapped a picture of a mosque and a Catholic church just within a good throwing distance from us to them. Will these little minds someday be able to understand the meaning of all of this? Just like Nicodemus…hopefully they will ask the question of what it means to be “born again”.