We were going to all meet in Belmopan, near the entrance to the grove. As our family drove down the main street, we saw the Agua Viva bus, with its back tire tettering on the edge of a ditch! It seems that the driver misjudged the turn and was now stuck.. thankfully, Milton, Glen and the Koops also pulled up at the same time. Pretty soon the guys had found a plank with which to try to get that back wheel out off of the high culvert side.
Suddenly, a passing public bus saw their plight and backed up to them, ready to help.. yes, this is Belize.. and all of the passengers on the bus patiently waited as their driver hooked up a rope with which to pull our friends out.. :-)
Yay!
With that problem solved, we all started out for the park again
Grant jumps in the back of the Koop boys
It was a short drive to the private park and citrus grove. Milton's uncle had been kidnapped from here in the early 90's. He had radio contact with his family for a few days.. and then had never been heard from again. We had never heard the entire story until Milton told us this day. It added a sobering tone to the special time together..
We then spent a nice time of singing and sharing.. then we shared in communion
We headed to the river to wash feet
After a while we headed back up to the picnic area for a meal together
It was a fun time of sweet fellowship
Gracie wanted to take this photo of her standing on the cliff over the lovely blue river water
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