Once again, Morris sprung for the bus, and we (members of the Hebrew speaking congregation, Russian speaking congregation, Bedouins, chess/domino players and wives) from Arad went!

All the other people looked like church folk! Half of us looked unsaved and unshaved as we brushed desert dust from our garments before entering the building!

Usually when I post a sign-up sheet like this on the storefront bulletin board, the Datim crash our party. Praise God everything went smooth! But, we praise God even when the going gets rough…we really do!