good thing they are FLOAT planes

~Post by Josh

The water encroaching on the entrance to our hangar.

As we are busily packing our suitcases and our belongings into boxes for our impending move, we are keeping wary eye on the river.  I've mentioned before how the river level rises and falls sometimes as much as 40 feet between rainy season and dry season.  Working on the bank of the river, where our hangar is located, I have become much more aware of how this effects river life.  Our ramp, for example, which is just a simple concrete boat ramp for pulling the float planes out of the river, must be more than 100 yards long just to accommodate the changing level of the water.  In many areas throughout the Amazon houses are built on stilts, but even so, during higher than normal years, the people are forced to move to high ground for a time.  Evidencing the ingenuity of the people, or perhaps the desperation, I have even seen people build a type of makeshift scaffolding to hold their family and belongings hovering inches above the water until it recedes.

There is a mark a few inches from the top of our ramp at the entrance to our hangar that marks the highest level the river reached in the memory of the local people.  That high level record was set in 2009.  This year we are watching the river particularly closely because the river is already higher than at this time in 2009.  It has been a particularly wet rainy season, and possibly due to a more mild winter in the Andes Mountains and the resulting heavier than normal snow melt.  As of the 1st of May, we are about 1.5 feet below the high level mark and the river doesn't usually peak until the end of June.  The river has been rising about 2 inches per day.  The odds do not look good.  

The view of our ramp from the hangar during a recent, particularly severe, dry season. That is not water at the end of the ramp, but mud. Look close and you can see trails of footprints.

The view of  the hangar from a boat on June 2nd.  The water has about 2.5 ft. before entering the hangar.

Beyond our concern that our hangar will flood, swamping many tools and a parts room that could potentially cause many thousand dollars in damages, our hearts go out to the many people living at the rivers edge.  They have so little already and a flood would make their difficult lives that much harder.  Floods also bring an increase in disease as well as limited access to fresh food and clean water.  Please pray for the people of the Amazon, and that those ministering to them would show the love of God. 

One foot out the door and it feels good!

~Post by Brin

The other day I mused that this will be my first furlough going home healthy. Four years ago we traveled home and I had just started a course of amoeba medication. Many people pointed out that I had lost a lot of weight in those 2 years; a lot of it was just the 2 weeks prior. I held back no details for anyone who lingered in that conversation too long. Then 2 years ago, packing to leave I was tired, slightly feverish. I broke out in the telltale dengue fever rash the day before we were to fly.

Today I am feeling fantastic and ready to go! After I pack up my whole house, that is. And teach all my science classes. And give Science class in Portuguese to our lone 5th grader. I am pretty sure I learn just as much as my student, Duda. She was entertained today when I was amused to hear the word freshwater translated “agua doce.” Sweet water indeed. I will work hard all day and prep dinner ahead of time so I can swim in the river each afternoon....which explains why I have swimmers ear. Stink! I guess I am not perfectly healthy. I also have a gorgeous scrape on my knee I earned playing my first game of futesol (court soccer). Health is a relative term, I suppose. And I thank our Father for mine.  

We are moving again, this time just across the yard. So in the midst of looking for immunization records, making our “to buy in the States” list, attempting to find our least worn out clothing (also least smelly, I apologize ahead of time), and planning dinner dates and picnics all the way into August, we are also packing up our whole house. Which involves interruptions when it rains, or when the electricity shuts off or when I have to take care of someone’s booboo. And there are a lot of booboos with jungly kids running barefoot and pitching themselves into the river.


I end this post with a freebie, because of course it will increase my readership: Free hugs for all!  For my friends and teammates that stay back and for my friends and family that I soon will see!