Today I was able to go for a ride with to some volunteers who are staying here and a man who works here. We went to down town port a prince. I brought my camera but I had no desire to take pictures; so my camera remained in my bag. Most of the historical places were surrounded by tent communities or else were in ruins or both. There was a group of people praying by a fence which surrounded the crumbled cathedral. We saw poverty which I can't describe. We also saw beauty in the people, in the distant mountains and sea, in the art work we passed.
On the way back, my phone rang. They have a space ready for me to move into the program called Angels of Light in Tabarre. Most likely I will move there tomorrow afternoon. I am looking forward to it. The first weekend in September I am going to come back here to Matthew 25 to help out just for the weekend since Mary will be at a board meeting and there are guests coming. That will be good.
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