Our breakfast this morning consisted of an English muffin with egg and cheese, plus cinnamon rolls.  Someone called them Egg McMuffins, but I think they should have be called Egg VanderMuffins!

Since the internet is not working at the duplex, we left early for church to allow time to connect to the internet outside the TWR office. This was to make sure everything was in order to make a report using Skype to Calvary Baptist Church in Elkhart at 10:35am during their morning service. Bruce also sent a short video that would be included as part to that report.

We attended the 9am worship service at the International Bible Church of Bonaire. The sermon was on Ephesians 4:25-32. The pastor reminded us that the fruit of the Spirit need to be a product of our new nature. If we strive for these ‘fruits’ in our own effort, it is like trying to keep the Law.

We had to leave the service a little early to make the 10:35 am contact. The contact seemed to go really well. We trust that it was a blessing to those listening at Calvary Baptist. Also the video mentioned earlier was sent to the home church of the three young men from California.

After this contact, several of our team made contacts with their families, since they cannot do it from the duplex.

At home, Mary Jane and Virginia prepared meatloaf, scalloped potatoes, green beans and cornbread for Sunday dinner. We also had a fruit jello for dessert.

After dinner, all the young men (including me!) went to the Lagun (lagoon) on the west side of the island, then we visited the Blow Hole, about a quarter mile south of the Lagoon. Brian is the only one that got wet from the Blow Hole. It is obvious that this part of the island originated from volcanic action. The rock is very sharp and steps need to be chosen carefully. Definitely not a place to walk with bare feet.

We headed back to town to see the kite flying contest. Lionel, a TWR worker, was to fly his kite after 4 pm. After leaving everyone there, I drove back to the duplex to pick up Ralph, so he could see Lionel fly his 77 foot tall kite. We saw all kinds of unusual kites being flown with varying degrees of success. When Lionel’s turn came, they drove a dump truck onto the end to the field to anchor the kite’s rope once it was air borne. A crew of about a dozen carried the kite onto the field. When it was ready, Lionel called for about twenty people to help pull it into the air. There was a good breeze, but when the kite got about 50 feet above the ground, the breeze slowed and the kite returned slowly to the ground. On the second attempt his kite only got a few feet of the ground. On the third and final attempt Lionel requested that the judges allow him to wait for a little stronger breeze, but this must have been against the contest rules. On the third attempt, a piece of wood snapped just as the kite became air borne. Obviously, Lionel was disappointed in this outcome as he had won trophies in the past for the largest kite and he was hoping that this would exceed his previous successes.

When us men got home from the kite contest, the ladies had a light meal waiting. But the young men convinced Ralph, Mary Jane, Virginia and I to take an evening off in town. Philip jumped in to grill the cheese sandwiches that Mary Jane was getting ready to prepare.

So we four headed into town to a small restaurant on the waterfront for a light relaxing meal. Afterward, we each had a small ice cream, then walked the length of downtown. This took about 10 minutes and then we headed back to the duplex, arriving ‘home’ just before 8pm. We need to get our rest for work tomorrow.