For a few years now I have been taking the children to a neighbourhood mid-week Sunday School connected with the church we used to go to. For a while I was helping with teaching, then I stepped back and was just going to help provide good material, but the lady running it recently and suddenly took her three children to Ambon to live. This was a blow for me as she was one of our neighbours that I counted a friend. I don't have the time or energy to run the group myself at the moment, or train someone else to run it, so for now it has folded. Maybe it's something I'll take up in the future, using Papuan Malay material our team prepares...maybe I will run a Christmas program in the holidays...maybe...but too much going on at the moment. My children were not always enthusiastic about going. It took all my tenacity some weeks to follow through and insist that this was what we were doing, like it or not. Other weeks a thousand other tasks at home beckoned, but it was almost always worth making the effort. This particular week Soren played the part of Big Responsible Brother to perfection.
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