Sunday big day

This last Sunday was an eventful wee time at the Healing Home.

Loading up tuk-tuk Vannat's chariot - complete with wheel chair. The rest of our people were carted off on the back of motorbikes.

The day started with an evacuation at 6.45am. Every one of our six patients and three family members wanted to head out to the first service at New Life Fellowship (7am start; second service is at 10.15am). I kept the cat company until everyone returned - then headed out to the second service, followed by expat cellgroup lunch and meeting at Mark and Jo's.

3pm and we had a friendly invasion from four great American girls, who came to spoil our people. They made up blankets, did the hand lotion massage thing and generally loved on and prayed for the patients.

Thanks girls - you were great!

Meanwhile, we were getting inundated with young people. A couple of cellgroups from New Life were having an end-of-year break up party (please tell me that this is not the end of 2008 ...) and we were the favoured venue. We hosted 30+ great young people.

Their specialty dish of choice - 'baby duck'. In the Philippines I knew this as 'balout' - boiled duck egg with a fully formed, feathered little ducking inside. Knock off the top of the egg and there is the little guy, bill up and cooked to perfection. Not today, thanks ...

My party lowlight - kebab sticks galore. They were great - and I have been doing loo runs ever since ....

Where there is food, there are teenagers ...