February 19.  Wednesday proved to be another long, busy, and I trust productive day during our visit to Guyana.  Dad battled stomach problems of his own today, he thinks due to overeating.  It is difficult sometimes not to overeat, because the generous people here push so much good food at us every time we sit down for a meal or snack.  Sister Shako, Pastor Terry Rohit’s wife, told us visitors are always impressed by the hospitality of the Guyanese people.  We would certainly count ourselves among those who are impressed.

The students at the skills centre were a little more responsive today, as I spoke to them on the subject of personal responsibility.  The biggest charge they got, though, was when they were having a snack, and Dad addressed some of them as “y’all.”  They laughed and joked about that the rest of the day, and over and over as long as we were at the centre we heard them repeating our good Southern word “y’all.”

We spent most of the day again with Pastor Terry, visiting people in the local neighborhoods, encouraging present and past church members, and inviting others to the revival service in the evening.  Terry also took us to visit a small rice mill, which was quite interesting.  We met the owner of the mill, a Canadian citizen who is a devout Muslim, but very friendly.  Terry has done some electrical work for him, and they are on good terms.  Perhaps the most interesting aspect of the rice mill operation was that they dry the rice, after steaming it, simply by laying on a bare cement pad.  Tarps are kept nearby to cover the mounds of rice in case of rain.  Some of it was even lying in driveways and on the edge of the road for drying.

Sister Shako prepared us a very unique and tasty lunch, after we stole a nap in the hammocks.  Fried salt fish, with eggs and tomatoes, was in one bowl, a split pea broth called dhal in another, and a vegetable mix called karoila in yet another.  A light Indian bread called roti is used to dip up the mixture of these different items, which all together are very tasty.  She also provided a cherry, star fruit, and guava juice which was quite delicious and refreshing.  Before services, we were also treated to a snack of homemade cake from local fruits.  I should not neglect to mention also that with the lunch we were also treated to a tasty desert of cooked mangoes called gurma. 

In the afternoon we traversed neighborhoods where dogs roamed and fought on the streets, and mother pigs rooted in the garbage or cooled in the drainage ditches alongside their brood of piglets.  We visited a number of homes, with some interesting results.  One lady named Shelly had been visited frequently of late by Jehovah’s Witnesses, who had given her one of their “bibles.”  The Lord opened a door for us to speak with her about J.W. heresies, particularly their denial of hell and the full deity of Jesus Christ.  She listened politely, but it was difficult to know what she thought.  As we left her home, it was rather neat to watch two young girls flying their homemade paper kites in the field next to the road.

Another lady we visited, whose name I think was Larita, had a teenage son who is severely brain-damaged from an accident, and is subject to serious seizures.  She could not attend the weekday service, because of work schedules for herself and her husband, as well as having to care for the boy, and has not attended any services regularly for awhile.  Nevertheless, she knew enough scripture that she could detect error and heresy.  She had seen the futility of Hinduism and Pentacostalism with their artificial spirituality, and better yet, rejected the Jehovah’s Witnesses because of their denial of the deity of Christ.  One can only hope the knowledge she has is combined with a genuine faith in the Son of God.

The church building at Roadside Baptist tonight was oppressively muggy (at least up front where I was sitting, far from the air conditioner), as Dad spoke again on Christ’s death from Isaiah 53:11.  The topic was vast enough to need at least two sermons, but nevertheless the full effectiveness of Christ’s great work was plainly presented.  The Lord’s saints apparently delighted in it, and we may pray that the new visitors profited from hearing of the great work of the Saviour for the salvation of sinners.